The House in the Middle of Sawah

Home demolition plan

The day changed, time shot out at an unfathomable speed. Fifteen days have been treated at the Hospital. His body condition is getting weaker. Actually, there are no significant complaints felt by the Father. Normal body temperature, the results of lab tests also no particular type of disease suffered. However, during this one week there was no mouthful of food that entered his digestion.

You look thinner. Her gray hair also suffered from hair loss. The glare of his eyes, the hollows in his cheeks were clearly visible. You can only lie down, it is difficult to sit alone.

Tonight I, Ibuk and Lik Diran sat down next to Father's bed. None of the three of us made a sound. You look like you slept soundly, several times snoring is heard. The air was cold this time. He looks comfortable wearing a blanket in his sleep.

These days, I always accompany you. Because you always call Ibuk when Ibuk is not near. The promise is becoming. While Sister is sticky with Bu Minah. Lik Diran hero wiri takes care of his house, job, and legs. While I stayed in the studio more often than I had to sleep alone in Lik Diran's house.

Uhuuk Uhhukk Uhuuukk

The voice of the Father coughed cough broke the silence. A cough that sounds dry and painful.

"Buukk, where's Ibuk?," You sound looking for Ibuk.

Mother moved from her seat, approaching the Father.

"I'm here Paakk" Ibuk replied patiently.

"Wes' house demolished?" Father suddenly asked the question that made me, Ibuk and Lik Diran shocked.

"Be-have not Paakk," Ibuk replied stammered.

"Cock yet?," the father again asked, his eyes opened and closed like a man withstanding drowsiness.

"Father is sure?," Ibuk tried to ask, ascertaining the wishes of the Father.

"Yes Buukk. . . The house is Bukk, anyway must be demolished immediately," he replied seriously there was no doubt in his speech. I was silent and down.

"Yes Kang, tomorrow do not ask my workers to unload. Then the roof was dismantled. Roof tiles and wood in boyong to the side of my house. There's still loose, there's my bare ground. Cepetlah healthy gek for the house again there," Lik Diran also voiced to answer the request of the Father. You look like you agree.

"Kang, promise . . . If the house has been demolished, promise me you'll get well soon Kang, get well soon," Lik Diran looks glassy, a look of sadness on his face.

"Yes" he answered softly.

"Father want to maem?" I asked the Father. The dinner was still untouched. It's only eight o'clock at night.

"Not good buk. I don't sleep, "I still don't want to eat. Every meal is offered as such the answer.

"Yasudah, but later at any hour you feel hungry, I say the same Mother yes," Ibuk stroked the arms of the Father with tenderness. He agreed and closed his eyes again.

"Mr Yu, . . Dani . . tomorrow I ask my workers to demolish the house anyway," Lik Diran asked me and Ibuk in a whisper.

"Yes Lik," I agreed, Ibuk nodded in agreement.

"Yes, I'm the same with you guys how good," Ibuk looks resigned.

"Now you're asleep, you're taking Lee's break. You are also Lik, pity Mbah Kung alone at home," Ibuk advised me and Lik Diran.

"Yes Mbak Yu, I want to nyari rawon first for Mbah Kung. Keep going straight home. Ayok Dan nek together," Lik Diran said he wanted to go home, invite me to participate.

"I didn't sleep in the studio . . . Tomorrow morning I won't go home" I'll sleep in the studio, because I'll sleep better.

"Lha why Dan, why don't you just go home?" Lik Diran asked me. Both of his eyebrows raised, astonished.

"Yes, get close from here, Lik. So if at any time, for example tonight Ibuk or Father needs something to be easy and I'm here," I reasoned. Lik Diran mangosteen mangosteen understand.

"Yes, I didn't go first huh," Lik Diran said a half-snortle.

"If there's anything SMS you know," Lik Diran said, then stepped out of the room.

"Buk Ibuk. . .," I called Ibuk after Lik Diran left.

"What's Lee?" Ibuk asked softly.

"Emm anu, I want a Buk story . . . So gini, I choose sleep studio about me not krasan at Lik Diran's house," I feel the need to tell Ibuk this time.

"Lha why?" she frowned, but she didn't see what I meant.

"Soale I once Buk, diweruh i perewang e Mbah Kung Kadir. Serem e Buk," I recounted my experience of meeting him who said "Friends e" Mbah Kung Kadir.

"Cooking? Don't bother you, Lee?" I asked again.

"Not Buk. But I am the one who was was and did not calm down if fit alone. I chose the studio instead, "I scratched my scratching neck that felt cold remembering the incident of sending rawon to the back house that night.

"Well, it's up to you. The important thing is that you are comfortable, you have enough rest," Mother spoke softly, a voice that can always reassure my heart.

"Yes Buk. I'm not going to the studio then. Mumpung Father is asleep, Ibuk must also immediately rest you know," I say goodbye and kiss the hand of Ibuk. In this Hospital, only one person is allowed to stay waiting for patients. With the aim that the patient can rest optimally, so as to accelerate the healing and recovery of the patient's condition.

I'm hurtling towards the radio. Pretty close distance, ten minutes I've landed in the radio parking lot Pesona FM. I stepped lazily into the studio, and as usual sat on the sofa, while observing the announcer who was babbling in the broadcast room. This time Mas Henri who was seen laughing laugh alone looked at the computer screen. It seems fun to say hello to his loyal listeners.

I lay down my body, squirm for a moment, set the position of the fall as tasty as possible.

Drrtt Drrtt Drttt

The vibration in HP forced me to sit back. A phone call from a number I've wanted to erase for a long time and I blocked but I stopped doing it. Febi's name was written on the screen HP was calling. I let it go, put my HP on the table. I really felt, irritated, angry and afraid to mix with the girl. Febi hasn't been to college for weeks. It's unclear where the girl went. Lik Wo also until now has not informed me at all about the development of Febi news. Like Lik Wo's message, I have as much as I can not relate to Febi. Strange, mystical and I think "dangerous".