
My departure to the birthplace was not in vain. I finally found my childhood friend who can accompany me, trying to forget lara who sipped in the chest. I spent a few days with Haris. he was quite pleasant, he was quite happy, he was,although yes, there is indeed a person who does not talk too much, always serious in everything.
this morning I took her around the village on a bicycle.on my aunt's bike went to her house.
tok tok, I knocked on the door of the house.
"excuse me" I cried. not long after Haris appeared with a smile that adds charisma to his simple face.
" go in first Wid, I haven't finished taking care of mom"
I scrunched my forehead, what does it mean, and he really is a sensitive man. Without me asking he immediately explained it.
"my mother had a stroke, and I stayed with her, so before I went anywhere I had to take care of my mother first"
"wow, you know, your amazing son Ris" I'm really amazed at him. As far as I used to know he had two older brothers.but he took care of it alone.
"ordinary Wid, enter first" he asked, I followed behind Haris, clean, neat and pretty good living room order.
for the size of the house in the village of Haris House is quite good not magnificent but very comfortable.big enough with a small garden in front of the house. very shady with fruit plants beside the house. amazing in my opinion because this house is inhabited by a single person, but clean and neatly arranged.
"hey're so dumb, sit down I'm gonna get you breakfast"
"heeee, I'm welcome,lo single but very neat.lost me, when I'm a girl''
Haris smiled faintly.
"i'm staying tight"
"can you meet your mom ?"
"maybe" I'm still following him to a room.
an old woman sleeps on a bed. once white skin, or rather very pale.
"excuse me ma'am" I said quietly. There was no answer just the look in his eyes that were on me.
"mother can't talk but can still hear and interact with her gaze" Haris explained, I just nodded in understanding.
"i'll get you breakfast for mom"
" yes"
I approached her mother and her gaze kept on me, there was a smile on her lips.I sat next to Haris' mother who could no longer move her body.
Haris's voice surprised me. He pulled up a chair and sat down near mom.
"salut lo Ris, I swear"
there was no answer, Haris painstakingly fed his mother with porridge.
"lo cook yourself Ris ?"
"that's it, you tell the neighbors"
"yes, you have that maid"
"can't afford to pay"
"ah, masa. but really amazed me just as lo. there are still humans like lo ?"
" you think I'm that rare animal ?"
" not animals but rare humans"
"whatever"
for a moment we were silent, I noticed Haris who was so sincere and gentle taking care of his mother.There was no tired aura on that face. luckily the woman who would have it. would definitely get an incredible sincerity of love.
"it's over, you want to go now ?"
Haris broke the silence.
"was your mother left behind ?"
"nothing.bu Haris want to go the same widi "part Haris looks thin smile and wink of the eyes of the old woman. Haris raised her mother's hand and kissed the back of her hand.
''yuk" he asked while looking at me.
"gut the same old mom"
I followed what Haris did and then we went out of the room.
Truly today I found the figure of Haris which to me is very outward, extraordinary.I continue to look at him in awe.whether he realizes I continue to look at him outside the house or not. for sure he just stepped quietly and the face still looked relaxed.