The Malang Widow

Pulang Kampung's

A few months passed, now the age of Umar even 6 months already, and I began to introduce with various kinds of food companion ASI.

I painstakingly gave her the best variety of food. Although on the sidelines of my busy life I was quite troubled with my two children who could not neglect this supervision, I continued to try to give the best to them.

This afternoon we plan to travel back and forth to the city of my birth and my husband. 5 days before Lebaran we began to fight with the density of vehicles that want to go home.

Umar and Uwais who looked exhausted, sometimes look happy while looking along the road with a view of several gardens and fields, and glittering street lights that illuminate. Deri also made a few stops to rest for a while before we went back to continue the journey to Lampung.

Last night was our journey, finally arrived at our destination, the house of my mother. We deliberately did not stay at the home of Deri, because there are quite a lot of family members, certainly not comfortable for the four of us.

A dish was prepared by my mother for our iftar menu. How happy it was because it was the first time I went home with my husband and children.

The familiarity of my two sons with my mother was also seen in the crowd while playing joking with each other. Without distinguishing Uwais who he considered the adopted child. Even Uwais who is a toddler looks very comfortable playing with her grandmother. Whatever they both ask, my mother always obeyed the will of her favorite grandchildren.

"Bunga, the Uwais same Umar kog very similar huh? kog can look a lot like Deri too, even like a real kid?" asked my mother who was slicing red onions while cooking the iftar menu.

"Yes, ma'am, a lot of people say that, they say they are similar, maybe because it is common with us so similar times...." Sentence evasive. Deg.. instantly my heart beat fast and my face paled.

"Nih, the carrot will be entered, mother wants to go to your bulek place first ask for guava he said the fruit again lebet really, enough to break the fast later" he said while leaving me and made me feel relieved because he did not ask too far about Uwais.

Two days at my mother's house, Deri tried to take me to her parents' house. But I refused it for various reasons. Actually I was afraid to move my feet there, my uncomfortable feelings with his parents Deri made me reluctant to go there.

Deri who tried to understand me ended up traveling alone to his house. I know there is a sense of disappointment in his heart because I do not want to obey his wishes to the home of his master. It's just that when Lebaran later I will go there at once with my two children.

"Umar... yuk follow abi to the house?" deri exclaimed to Umar whom I was sitting in his pram.

"Kalo Umar invited, later Uwais so want to come too, right abi tau pembahnya do not like the Uwais?" I said prevent him who was just about to hold her but he immediately paused.

"But I want to invite Umar to meet his embah, must also be the same pangen Umar...."

"It should be the same Uwais as well dong.." I said with a sour face.

"Well...How else?" ask himself drown.

"Yes, just don't bring all, anyways Umar need me if at any time ask for milk, later if he cried how?" i'm begging.

"Yes that's why I went alone, Assalamu'alaikum" he said as he passed and immediately drove the car.

"Goddessalam".

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The Story of Deri

Before arriving at his parents' house, he took the time to buy some souvenirs at a supermarket he met at the time.

"Deri.." there was a soft voice from the petite female figure from beside him as he was picking up some biscuits on the shelf.

He turned to the direction where the sound came from. His eyes looked at the woman sharply. Her forehead frowned in astonishment at the sight that the female figure who was calling her was Lani her former lover.

"Lani?" greet him with a surprised face.

"Yes, how are you?" greet Lani kindly.

"Good alhamdulillah" he said with a flat face trying to avoid him as soon as possible.

"Deri wait....!!" lani exclaimed as Deri was about to rush to the cashier.

"What's wrong, I just want to ask if you want to go home to the Show?" soft talk.

This child what is so friendly gini like me, when it was a long time ago dating aja jutek really, why now so soft gini??? Deri murmured in the heart.

"Well, I want to go home, why?"

"You may I want to take a bell" Lani said as she glanced at a car that Deri drove parked in the yard of the supermarket. Apparently since Deri got off the car Lani has been watching him from inside the supermarket.

"Where are you going and who are you here?" ask Deri who actually objected a little.

"I'm alone.. plis... I want to go home to my parents too. please yes... this hour must have been hard to find angkot, I did not bring a motor...." he said he was trying to break Deri's heart to allow him to ride in his car.

"Yes, that's it.." With a heavy heart, Deri allowed him to cut down, he said, because he did not see the figure of the woman who was alone was traveling home while the day was almost time to break the fast.

"Where is your husband? why don't you go with him?" asked Deri while opening the car door to drive.

"My husband has been working on a cruise ship for a long time since I was newly married, and until now has not returned home.." he said with a sad face.

"Oh.." said Deri as he drove forward his car without asking much more.

"Get me since when are you here? you live here or?" asked Lani who was sitting next to Deri.

"I live in Jakarta, it's me going home"

"Oh... kog alone?"

"Yes, my wife's flowers and my son still want to nginep in his mother's place, tomorrow new leafan I invite to my parents' house".

"Ohhhh..honey ya kog not all menyempetin follow you.." he said trying to disperse my feelings to the flower at that time.

"No papa kog, his name is also still miss his mother, which is important right change".

"Emmmmm...."

For a long time they were silent to each other. Deri looked very awkward, although Lani several times flashed a smile that was so sweet to her. A smile that so vibrates his soul, and reminds the figure of a lover of his dreams that every moment he always pursued for marriage but failed.

"Deri, may I have your phone number?" lani said while pulling out her phone.

"Make what?" asked Deri as if to object.

"No matter what, I want to establish a friendship, even though we already have each other's lives, there is no harm in us communicating with each other, after all, my family and my family already know each other as well, it does not hurt us to communicate with each other, it's not good to meet on the road we don't say hello"

"Oh. yes it is simple my number 08137756333" said Deri without thinking.

"Thank you." said Lani in her smile.

"Hmmm"

Before long, Deri continued to drive his car, even though it looked like his parents' house had passed. He knew that Lani could not be put down on the street just like that, because his house was far away from his house.

"Thank you, Der, you've been bothered to nganter me to my house, you've turned back." Lani said before getting out of the car.

"It's okay." said Deri as he looked at himself from behind. Instantly in his mind imagined the story of his past when he often drove Lani after school first.