The House in the Middle of Sawah

Father and son chat

"Oke gaes, a song from Afghanistan called Sadiiisss should close our together this afternoon. Thank you for joining, have requested songs, nitip greetings, or vent spoiled confidants. We keep talking, we'll see you tomorrow at the same time. From mayjend sungkono area Dani pamit resigned, thank you and see you . . . ", I closed my afternoon broadcast this time with a little lemes. I don't feel well.

If you love

True love

Don't tell me you're not in love

If you are dear

True, dear

Not just words or taste

You have to show

Songs if I love playing, and some other songs have been prepped in playlists. I'm waiting for Amel Miss late for the year, who hasn't come yet. After my broadcast hour is my turn schedule. I felt my body temperature warm and a little dizzy. Ah why else this.

Five hours and ten minutes Amel has not yet seen the trunk of his nose. I fell asleep on the front sofa of the broadcast room, my body was hot, my eyes were spicy. Duh, don't hurt dong. It must be healthy to be healthy, that is what I always try to convince in my mind.

The sound of the motor stopped in front of the studio. Amel was seen running into the studio without taking off his helmet.

"And, sorry late," Amel said without looking at me. Directly into the broadcast room. Preparing for air, but when he was about to wear a headset he realized he had not removed his helmet. He patted his own forehead. The silly sight that made me smile was clearly visible from the sofa where I slept, because the glass-walled broadcasting room was without curtains.

My head suddenly began to throb, and this really hurt. I try to sit down. My surroundings feel swirling, the nausea I think. I finally succumbed to my condition, maybe it's good for me to sleep. I'll lay down my body again, I'll close my eyes. It felt comfortable, more comfortable, and I fell asleep.

...* * *...

As long as I slept, I tried to open my eyes. Ah, glare. The sun was shining so hard on my eyes. I squinted, gnashed, bright. After a while my eyes got used to it.

I just realized, it turns out I was sleeping on the porch of my house. It looks like this time is right at noon, visible from the sun that is right above the house with its bright. However, the air here feels comfortable, warm right. Hm. . . I miss this house. It feels like I haven't been home in a long time.

I felt happy, serene from the bottom of my heart. The breeze blew the rice that had started yellowing on the right and left of the house. The rice swung crazily with its echo. Some birds with melodious voices were also heard chirping, flying among the lush and fertile Lik Diran rice plants. I thank you, it looks like my life is back to normal.

"Danii?," A voice called out, a familiar voice. Father's voice sounded heavy and authoritative.

I looked towards the source of the sound. My father is standing at the door of the house. Wearing a long-sleeved white shirt and a glove that is also the same color. Seen the face of the Father beaming series, a smile on his back from his lips with a mustache that is quite thick. Some of the whiskers look white.

"Mr? You're healed?" I asked the Father, quite surprised to see the Father look very healthy. As I recall, I was still weak lying in the hospital room.

"Emang e Bapak why Le? You're healthy look at me, "You come closer, sit on my right. This time you look really clean, sparkling twinkle. His left hand patted my shoulder, then grabbed me tightly.

"Lee, no matter what happens, you have to remember. Everything in this world is just a deposit, don't feel like you have it. If it's time for everything to come back, whether it's property or life", you smile at me. I scratched my head, a sign that did not understand the meaning of the Father's words.

"Emm, Sir. My mother is the same sister who?," I wobbly because the figure I am looking for does not feel his presence in this house.

"Yok we followed there yok sir. My sister must also miss coming home. We haven't been together at home for a long time" I suggested. The father smiled again, then heard laughing out loud. I don't understand.

"Sir, why are you laughing?" I asked, because I did not understand what you were laughing at.

"There's no Lee," I stopped laughing with a smile.

"Hmmm . . . Your task is now to pick up Ibuk and Sister at Mbah Kung's house. You do not rest at home," he continued his sentence.

"Yes, then sir. This hot sip. I want to sleep in the room first," I miss my room. I was about to stand towards the room, but Father prevented me. My father clasped my arm tightly.

"You can't go in the house yet. Cepet picked up my sister Ibuk there. Look in the sky there are some cloudy clouds coming," Father pointed at the sky. And it's true that a bunch of black clouds are starting to form up there.

"Ah, let it rain again" I muttered to myself.

"Take a quick bite there, pick up Ibuk and your sister. Pity me if it's raining, "You smile to advise me.

"Emm, yes sir," I somehow felt a little reluctant to leave you alone at home.

By dragging my footsteps I walked lazily and ogah ogahan. I walked out of the yard. I don't know why I want to walk to pick up Momuk and Sister. Where's Thor? I forgot about my favorite motorcycle.

When my feet were outside the yard. I turned back, looking at my father. The father who kept smiling while waving his hand. I don't know why you look so happy this time. He put both hands in front of his mouth. Like making a speaker funnel.

" . . . , . . .," You can be seen shouting something. But I didn't hear what he was shouting.

" . . ., . . .," again you are seen shouting something.

Ah, don't don't be important. What the hell is that father shouting.

"Take care of yourself~," This time it sounded a piece. I decided to go back home, wanting to ascertain what you wanted to say.

"And Danii?" Another voice came from behind me.

Flaaapppp

"Dh . . Dani?," Amel's voice called out to me while shaking my body. I flinched a little and woke up.

That was a dream? Now I'm sitting in front of the Enchantment Radio. Amel was beside me, trying to wake me up.

"And your body is anget, and you didn't know that clearly. You don't pa pa?" Amel asked, worried. I just shook my head.

I was dreaming. And almost everyone in my area knew that the dream I had just had was a bad omen. In my area when there are sick family members and you dream that the sick die it means you will be happy, the sick will be healthy again. But if the dream is the opposite, a sick person enters your dream and he is healthy and fit, then it is a very bad sign.