The Rain Is Pouring's

Avaricious

Eid al-Adha this time I get a leave from my boss to go home to Jogja with my grandmother. Om Yusuf, the eldest brother of the father sent us a plane ticket to go home to Jogja.

I carry 2 large suitcases on my right-left side. Fortunately, this suitcase has 4 wheels and can adjust my movements. After finishing checkin me and grandma to the waiting room. Without waiting for us to get on the plane. Arriving at the hotel, we were picked up. Our family welcomed us to Grandma's house.

Om Yusuf gave advice to grandma to stay at home just do not have to go to Jakarta. This has become the agreement of all his children, namely Budhe Sumirah, Om Yusuf, Om Dhani and Om Yongki. There were also many grandchildren gathered there.

"I just want to go with Amel," replied Grandma to make me touched.

"You wanna go with Amel how? The doll was old at home, just gausah grepoti his granddaughter!" sahut budhe with a hard.

"Astaghfirullohal 'adziim.

"Sir budhe! Grandma didn't bother me at all. Amel is happy that grandma is coming with me" I replied.

"Grandmother is old, if her health is not good it is easy to get Corona. See the Grandma in Jakarta many dead! understand ga?!" sahut Amini son of budhe with ketus.

After a long debate, my grandmother and I lost. I can only follow their words.

I will finally return to Jakarta without my grandmother. It feels so sad.

"Later let me send you some food, cook some more," said Budhe Sumirah.

The next morning Grandma told me Grandma's gold stash. Grandma asked me to see her mumpung no one.

"Mel, try hitting" said the grandmother.

Finally I counted all 15 gr rings. 3 pieces weighing 2 gr each and 3 more pieces weighing 3 gr each.

"Grandma save this who knows there will be a sudden need" said grandma.

"When your father was alive. Grandma wants to show this to your dad. If grandma is not there later can be used. So as not to hassle." said grandma.

"Yes, Grandma" I replied.

"If you know budhemu will certainly be quickly spent," said the grandmother.

I'm nodding.

"How much are your savings?" ask grandma.

"There's not much, though" I replied.

"Thank God" said Grandma.

"Mel," grandma called.

"Yes?" sahutku.

"Surely, grandma would rather stay with you. If the same Sumirah granny's heart is difficult, just snapped. Your budhemu character is so hard." said the grandmother.

"Later mace again a friend to tell a story, Mel. The other is different. Grandma's son has a life of his own" he said.

"Patience is good, Amel can not do anything for now because it is the wishes of the children of grandmother. Sorry Amel, Grandma." I hugged Grandma with tears.

I left grandma in her room and rushed to take a shower . After I finished the grooming I brought my suitcase and said goodbye to grandma.

"Mel, here grandma tells you," she said.

I rushed over to Grandma.

"Budhemu heard our conversation earlier. He immediately wanted to know where I kept the gold. She asked for everything your own buds kept." said the grandmother looking lethargic, disappointed, and her eyes reddened with wrath.

I feel like crying. Why did she have to be so mean to grandma.

"Actually, grandma wants to love 2 pieces of the ring partly for you," said grandma. (If he had intended to give it to me why didn't he ask me to set it aside from the beginning).

"Grandmother asked for 2 pieces just for relief, but your budhemu want to keep it all." said grandma.

(Well let's see if the person is trustworthy to save or will be taken all. Ckckck.it's greedy).

"Gapapa, grandma. If the treasure only makes a race, Amel will not ask ,Amel choose to retreat. Amel sincerely nemani grandmother, not a little heart Amel feel heavy." I replied.

Grandma's eyes glazed over, I also tried to hold back the tears that had boiled in the eye fertilizers. How sad the heart of Grandma was seized all her jewels by the greedy Sumirah.

"Don't be so Mel, it's a sign of grandma's affection to you. You deserve to have it, Grandma does want to love you. Later let grandma ask for 2 seeds are equally budhemu any way," said grandma. My claustrophobic chest could only withstand the outpouring of anger and tears that were about to spill.

How the treasure will be blessed if it takes with it the plundering way, hurting the hearts of the elderly.

When she eavesdropped, it meant that she realized how much my presence meant to grandma. Maybe he was afraid that grandma loved me more so that I was afraid that I would get a lot of treasure from grandma later. Because Sumirah is famous for the typical envy of his spite that has been embedded in him for years. He also loves playing Victim. I like to feel like a victim when the perpetrator. And his mouth is out of control when denouncing people.

"When , grandma doesn't want budhe you know. Because if you know for sure the gold will be sold out quickly to buy anything that can make him feel "wow" so that he will clap his chest in front of everyone. Even though grandma has worked hard, set it aside little by little. But your budhe's too much. If not obeyed will be raging," said the grandmother felt sad.

I'm hurt for what Budhe did to my mischievous grandmother.

"Mother, don't be sad. Amel has a little money for granny's hand," I gave her some money to use.

"Ga so! wasteful is not enough if it is many! later on it is still put apam!" he said curtly in front of all the daughters-in-law of his grandmother and some neighbors.

And no one even defended me there.

Perhaps they were also provoked by the mouth of Sumirah budhe.

"Already, mengelapin plates the same spoon to eat later in the course" he said

In this position he should have taught.

And finally wrap the sticky rice done by others.

I can only be patient and be patient. Trying not to enter the heart but still can not.

I finally paid my respects to my grandmother and extended family. I stared at the sharp eyes of the Greed who took the grandmother's jewelry by force.

I used to feel it was okay if I wasn't given the ring, but since grandma already said that 2 seeds were my part, it felt like I was being unrequited.

"Ohhhhhh, why does all this have to burden me" I lamented.

What I thought was family was home, I was wrong. Now it feels like I don't have a home. The real home is just the oversea, that is, yourself.

"Remember Sumirah, in your greed there is my right which you have not fulfilled. Don't let any misfortune come upon you and your family when you use them without my permission. For it is the same as eating your brother's treasure." I said in my heart as I passed and felt like shouting before his hypocritical face.

Om Yusuf drove me to the airport. "Be careful, Mel. Om has transferred pocket money for you," said Om Yusuf then I saw a message from SMS banking in.

"Thank you." I said and smiled at him.

As soon as I turned my body, my tears immediately poured out, reflected back on the expression of grandmother last time whose heart was full of disrespect for Sumirah's budhe behavior to her.

Until arriving in Jakarta, when I got off the plane my tears really spilled. I also do not understand me, I usually never mind the slightest treasure or inheritance, it feels like this time my heart was also scratched amazingly.

My heart's inflamed.

Grandma called me, I couldn't hold back the tears that were shed without pause. I'm not a whiny person and don't like fighting over things. But somehow the rumbling of thunder in space seemed to fill the entire chest, grabbing the contents of void space. The rain was pouring down heavily from the eye pellets flowing down these tiny, helpless cheeks.

I'm finally my WA grandma.

📤Nek, Amel has arrived in Jakarta. Amel will call again.

I wear my sunglasses to cover my puffy eyes.

I got on the bus.

I stopped at the stop and walked towards a boarding house not far away.

Drizzling rain fell spatter in the middle of the blazing sun. There I vent the emotions that I had been holding back from earlier, all raging into one.

"Where is his conscience? It's so heartless!" I walk while crying.

"Mr, Mama.. Amel kangen.." I feel like I want to curse the father's sister.

"Oh God, I have my heart ached for You" my heart ached.

When I got hired I was still thinking about my grandmother.

Now I see for myself what the color is.

There's a message coming in from Aiman..

⁇ ️Mel, are you already in Jakarta? If you have time to meet me at the minimarket in front of your rented alley.

I finally met him. Maybe Aiman's presence can calm my heart and make me forget for a moment.

That night we ordered hot matcha, sushi, and some snacks.

"I'm sorry Mel, I'm joining again. I need a chat again." said Aiman.

I'm nodding.

"Where are you and Grandma?" tanyakanya.

I told her that grandma could not go back to Jakarta because she would stay in the village from now on.

We also told a story back to repeat the story during High School.

We laughed together.

"Mel, are you crying?" tanyakanya.

"I am overwhelmed" I replied.

I don't know why I'm thinking about Grandma.