
That afternoon after the rain, Litha borrowed Ninda's motorcycle to deliver Aunt Rima's cooking to her uncle. Aunt Rima's husband works as a Household Assistant at the back of a Big Lady's house. Yes, just behind the house because this section is very broad, approximately five times the area of Uncle Tino's house in the village, even then only the back, only the back of it, you can imagine how vast the house where Uncle Tino works.
The classic two-story house is so spacious, it is said that this house is the widest house in the capital, and has been around since the mid-1900s. That means the owner of this house is indeed famous and wealthy since ancient times, not like the current term OKB, the New Rich.
The first time Litha to this place also amazed him with dizzying confusion. It is not about the extent, coupled with the care of a layered security unit. At the two-metre-high main gate was a security guard checking identity and needs, next is not a gate but a plant that is formed in such a way as a one-meter-high fence and there are more posts to check the needs again in more detail, this time it is guarded by bodyguards who have qualified guarding skills.
For guests can only arrive at this post, except for passcard holders and guests who have received approval from the Chief Maid to enter the main house. In front of the post in the gate of this luxury house there is an open pendopo that is the size of twice the house of Uncle Tino. On the right side there is a large parking area and the left side of the pendopo there is a garden complete with a soothing fish pond. The beautiful scenery accompanied by the sound of wind bells from bamboo and pool waterfalls, making anyone will be lulled.
This is where Litha is now, in a special pendopo for ordinary guests, waiting for Uncle Tino to come out of the main house house with a food container containing jengkol stew made by Aunt Rima.
"Said Uncle, the big boss is very good just very disciplined when it comes to work."
"Ah ... How does it feel to be the owner of this house? Rich people who never think about what tomorrow eat, live where and do what to get money, so that the money is confused where to spend."
"What size house inside? the front page of the first gate was this vast, like a football field. Should be in this house provided a bicycle or a cake for mobility, can not imagine if you have to go back and forth to the kitchen until this pendopo just to serve drinks, hiiiiiii ...."
Litha who from earlier monologued herself immediately shuddered in horror, imagining that it was happening to her. A second later he chuckled to himself considering the first time he had come to this house to see his uncle.
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"Can you show me Miss' ID?"
The cold voice of the main gate guards made Litha swallow her saliva. There was fear spreading in his body, he had never faced a security guard who was so cold in appearance and voice, 'Partono' Litha read in his heart the name of the security guard that was imprinted on his right chest.
"Oh, his name is Partono anyway, the same name as Mbah Tono in the village, but if Mbah Tono is really cool if you say, not like the father of this security guard," in the heart Litha muttered
"Hey Miss you're not deaf, are you? Where's KTPmu? You can't get in without showing ID."
Partono's voice surprised Litha who was still muttering to herself.
"Eh, yes-yes- sir, that-wait a minute," Litha replied nervously, somewhat trembling in fact.
Litha showed her ID card, not long after being seen and matched with her face with the ID card photo then Litha was allowed to enter by leaving it as collateral.
"Yeeee ... Sir, Father, not so much also match the same original face photo in KTP. Sprawling in the picture really buluk, not compare dong if coupled with the face now that has been a bit glowing little," protest Litha was upset.
"Miss ID card is temporarily placed here first, later after the business is finished, it can only be taken again," said Partono to welcome Litha to walk into the main gate.
At that time Litha imagined going straight to see her uncle, it turns out oh it turns out... Litha only gaped in disbelief at what was before her eyes, with a distance of several hundred meters ahead there was still another post and he had to report again with a burly guard and colder than Si Partono.
"If you know the house where Uncle works like this I borrowed Ninda's motorcycle earlier,"' said Litha limp with a grimace, had not walked there only his legs felt weak.
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"Oh ... Uncle is here. Ah, it's nothing Uncle, it's just that every time I come here, always remember the first time here, so after that if I come here I must borrow a Litha hahahahahaha motorcycle ... The seal was Uncle I could have imagined first hahahahaha ..." litha was loud until the gatekeeper at the post turned to Litha and her uncle.
"Litha ... keep your voice down!" Uncle Tino's voice was shrinking but full of emphasis.
"Hihihihi .. yes .. yes .. sorry Uncle, Litha forgot that this is a peaceful anti-noisy residence hihihi .... Nih Uncle, Auntie cooks this jengkol lovingly, just for her beloved husband." Litha thrusts the food container into Uncle Tino's hands.
"Ah yes, thank you Tha, already bothered to take her for Uncle, how are your mother and sister?" uncle Tino asked then after receiving Innate Litha.
"All is well Uncle, Mother still has not shown a cure, maybe later after several times chemotherapy will improve but Vania starting next week has started to enter the dorm." Litha seemed excited about telling her little sister just how she looked.
He deliberately put his sister in a boarding school so that Vania is more focused on learning and he is calmer, at least if in the dorm, his sister's association was more awake than a school that was not a dormitory because her mother who uses a wheelchair would have difficulty watching Vania while she was studying in the Capital.
Uncle Tino is the younger brother of his father, they are only two brothers After the father died, Uncle asked Mom and her children to stay at their home to accompany Aunt who opened a snack shop on the porch of the house, because he works in the Capital, in the home of the owner of Pradipta Corp., the largest and multinational company that has expanded to Asia and even Europe, Australia and now America.
"Thank God, then .. sorry Uncle can not talk for long, the Chief Maid watches Uncle work, take care of yourself well, son," said Uncle Tino, said, after that he went through the post and entered the main house of the Pradipta family.
"Hmpffffhhhhh .. I hope the Uncle contract is completed soon and the effort alone in the village, despite the large salary but freedom is constrained, pity Uncle...," he said slowly looking at his uncle's body away lost among the lush fence plants.
Litha started the motorcycle she borrowed, because Uncle Tino offended her mother, so she remembered the face of her mother who had not been decorated with a smile for a long time. There was only anxiety on the faces for his three daughters, lamenting the family's life that had been falling apart since the painful event. Litha pulled the gas motor maticnya, not surprised because his mind is still floating on the face of his mother he too pulled the gas and incandescent he heard
"Awaaaaaaassssss ... !!!"
Instantly Litha regained her senses and widened her two eyeballs together by pressing the brake handlebar on her left right.
"Ciiiitttt ... !!!"
The sound of squeaking crazily was inevitable, all the eyes that looked on looked in great shock as if they could not believe what was seen with their eyes.
Bruakkkhhhhh......
Litha slammed the steering wheel to the left avoiding the person she had seen on the right. There was no collision, he fell on his own motorbike, but he was also no less surprised to see the person he avoided fell on the ground.
"A-- a-what happened? what the hell am I doing?
Hiksss.... Litha groaned inwardly, the pain in her legs and hands was not comparable to the nervousness and fear of seeing someone fall not far from her place.
"Who is he and why did he suddenly appear? I didn't see it just now ...."
Litha bathes with fear and anxiety.
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