The River House

15. Mistakes of the past

Everyone gathered at the dinner table, except the Creator. Breakfast has been served by Mak Ijah. There was a large basin of fried rice with a meat topping on it. The thin smoke billowing creates a savory sweet aroma that is appetizing. 

In addition to fried rice, there is also a pandan steamed bread placed on an aluminum pan that is quite long. All the food looks still warm and makes everyone swallow want to taste it immediately. 

"What was created? How or what?" Iva grumbled in annoyance.

"If there is, fight if there is nothing to look for. Maybe it is true in hate there is a sense of care. .hi hi hi hi," Mella chuckles at Iva.

"Damn. No matter the Sontoloyo Dipta. I care about this worm in my stomach," Iva glared.

"Hadn't he decided yesterday to go home today. You're the same, aren't you Lang?" Ellie chimed in, asking Galang.

"Not coming home. The Dipta labile very, this morning he WA me, he said choose to wait tomorrow only," Galang grunted annoyed.

"Yes, wait for tomorrow. Created where resist the temptation of hundreds of millions of money, his eyes are already sure," Iva sneered.

"It's so we can have breakfast, let me call him in his room" Denis stood up from his seat.

"No need. It was Dipta I was WA, it was bales," Hendra chimed in.

"What's he saying?" Denis asked while sitting back down.

"He said he was very sleepy. Stay up all night, so don't bother."

"Yes already then, let's eat," Galang immediately took the plate and fried rice that had seduced the worms in his stomach. Other friends soon followed Galang. 

Everyone agrees Mak Ijah's cuisine is equivalent to a 5-star cook's dish. A simple serving of fried rice is transformed into a rich luxury flavor. Also topping the meat that smells savory and salty taste that fit.

The steamed pandan bread was so soft, fragrant and sweet. Makes everyone completely satisfied with the meal this morning.

"Where did Zainul find such a great cook? The food is really good, open a restaurant in a city that sells for sure," said Mella after finishing her meal.

"I need to ask for the steamed bread recipe later" Tia chimed in.

As if hearing what people were talking about at the dining table, Mak Ijah came looking down.

"Grandfather was loved, Mak Ijah arrived, too" Mella chuckled.

"Mak Ijah used to learn where to cook?" Tia asked curiously.

Getting such a question Mak Ijah only smiled at a glance. He seemed reluctant to tell his life story.

"Mom, I'll have the recipe for the steamed pandanus cake. . .please," Tia pleaded.

"None Miss. Later I write," replied Mak Ijah briefly.

"I'm sorry, I'll keep the cake in the fridge. Recalling one of the invited guests had yet to eat breakfast," Mak Ijah picked up the remaining cake and took it to the kitchen.

"Yes yes, we almost forgot Dipta had not eaten," Galang patted his own forehead.

Finally breakfast is over. Ellie, Mella and Iva choose to walk the street in the yard next to the house. While Norita in front of the tv room with Hendra and Galang. Tia returned to her room, there was still a hint of fear in her heart to get out of the house. Although according to Mr. Mardoyo the coyote will not appear during the day.

Bayu sits relaxing on the porch of the house, while sipping a cup of his favorite arabica coffee. Denis followed, sitting next to Bayu. The musician looks more reserved than yesterday.

"What's wrong?" Bayu put down his coffee cup. He looked at Denis who looked agitated.

Denis thrust his HP. A picture of a screen shoot. Article from 2013, there is a photo of Mr. Mardoyo there. Bayu read it carefully, his facial expression did not change still looking calm.

"You're a cop, you know about this case right?" Denis urged Bayu.

"Why are you quiet?" Denis kept pressing.

"I don't know about this," Bayu sighed.

"Don't lie!" Denis stared intently at Bayu.

"In 2013 I was still studying Den. I'm not a member of the police. How do I know of a criminal case that year?" Bayu turned to look at Denis. He looked serious and did not lie.

Denis is silent this time. He thought and digested the words of Bayu.

"Keep, what do you think?" Denis asked again after a moment of silence.

"I think we should be careful with the housekeeper," Bayu again sipped coffee in his cup.

Meanwhile Mella, Iva and Ellie look at the collection of ornamental plants owned by Zainul. Many plants and different types of flowers look foreign to them.

"It's an imported plant?" Mella noticed the plant with a sprig of white flowers tingeing red.

"Yes it seems so. I recognize some of the ones in this pot," Ellie said.

"You're good, Ell, you've been out of the country a few times" Iva chimed in.

"Oh yes. You are also the author of El. One of your novels was even translated in several languages, also booming in the land of people. Why did I forget?" Mella jumped, freaking out herself.

"Yes, I'm the type of writer who is only famous through one work. After my booming work, I had trouble writing again. My desire seemed to have disappeared and people began to forget me, "Ellie seemed to be sad.

"Obl Ell, don't be sad. I'm sorry if I said it wrong" Mella felt guilty.

"It's okay Mell. The truth is so. My goal here is to get the limited edition Zainul book he promised. I think by reading the writing I will have the desire to write again. Zainul always wrote with his heart, which is what makes all his novels so special. The words are simple, easy to digest, but the message can be touched and conveyed to the reader," Ellie's view is far-sighted.

"So you've read Zainul's novel?" Ellie asked Mella and Iva this time.

"No, yet" Mella and Iva compactly shook their heads.

"Why gaes?"

"Emm, honestly when Zainul's novel was selling on the market, which he said based on his personal experience of experiencing bullying in school, I was so scared. I was afraid I was the inspiration for that story. I think I used to be bad for Zainul," Iva pensively said.

"I am too" said Mella.

In the end the three women fell silent, drowning with their own thoughts. Iva recalled, he used to always throw and stick his used gum on Zainul benches and chairs. Also a few times Iva idly stick used gum on Zainul uniform. The treatment of delinquent treatment that if remembered today is truly outrageous.

Past mistakes cannot be changed, but they can be corrected. If only man would confess and apologize, both to the person who is hurt and to himself. Making peace with the past can never be done, if not trying to forgive each other.

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