There is No Need for Love

Q2: Nothing is Forgotten

Mila walked towards the door and opened it, as soon as the door opened, Mila's eyes immediately widened, her lips instantly shook, she recognized the face that was smiling widely at her, it was her niece Haris, it was, nephew who has not seen for decades, this makes Mila first gawk.

But just for a moment, Mila immediately scattered into Haris' embrace which of course immediately greeted him warmly, the tears of both were unstoppable again, Mila had cried as it became. The commotion caused by the sound of Mila's crying invited Jamil and his wife out, the same as Mila, Jamil was also immediately fixated.

Jamil was glued not only because he saw the face that was being hugged by his youngest sister, but also Natalia's big smile, Jamil certainly still remember that face, Jamil's heart immediately rumbled, and Jamil's heart rumbled, his eyes were also pushy when he saw the hijab-wearing woman who was a betrothed halved with Natalia.

"Punisher Jamil ..".

"Natalia, that's you, isn't it, son ?. You're Natalia, right ?". Jamil even repeated the question because he was still so surprised to get the visit of his nephew.

Natalia nods her head. “Iya Uncle, this is Natalia”.

Jamil did not hold back, Jamil immediately pulled Natalia in his arms, Natalia's smile immediately extinct, which there is now sobbing, Natalia was unable to hold her harbour, Natalia's sigh also changed, Natalia's sigh, little tight. As much as Natalia hugged her uncle, this is Uncle Jamil, her father's younger brother.

Risda and Asrul looked at each other and similarly shrugged, both Asrul and Risda certainly did not understand this situation in full, Risda only knew that they would visit her late grandfather's sister, Risda, seeing the sight of his father and mother, Risda was sure it was his grandfather's sister, meaning his grandfather and grandmother as well.

Risda rubbed Asrul's arm. “That Grandpa equals Grandma time ya Bang ?”.

Asrul glanced at the astonishment, already seeing so, still nanya. “Why not just Deck, acquaintance first”.

Risda frowning. “Abang what the hell is ?”.

“Supa luc”.

Asrul shook his head, sometimes Risda was funny, had seen how everything was so moved when he met, still his name. Can immediately guess, Asrul was sure that it was his wife's grandfather's sister, Risda was still asking, a strange question according to Asrul, but wanted to say what, sometimes Risda is so, what else you want.

Everything now enters the house, Asrul again sighs to see the contents of the house that is not at all appropriate, Asrul is worried why something like this can happen for his family, Asrul became sad, now have a promise to make an effort, there must be action to make it better, this is too bad according to Asrul.

The eyes of Mila and Jamil now point to Risda and Asrul, both of whom are convinced that this is her daughter Natalia, who is a man who both believe that it is her husband, because it looks so, looks very friendly.

Seeing this, Haris immediately responded, Haris immediately introduced Risda and Asrul, then Haris also gave an explanation of Risda completely, Haris told all his thoughts about Risda completely and thoroughly without covering anything.

“So this ?”. Jamil scrunched his forehead.

Haris breathes heavily. “Iya Uncle, a week together turned out to bring Risda on us”.

Jamil wiped his face, Jamil Lena's wife also did the same thing, Mila even gaping, Mila had seen a photo of Natalia, but only this time he saw it in person, now there are even two, there are even two, one is old, the other is very young.

Mila took a strong breath. “The destiny is so Ris, it is already the path that God gave us, regrets may be necessary, but not to regret, which then becomes a lesson, we must look ahead”.

Mila stroked Risda's shoulders, stroking Risda's face, indeed her smile was perfectly fluffy, but there was a clear point that was unceasingly flowing from the corner of her eyes, Mila did not expect that the way of life of her two biological nieces would be so steep, but whatever it was, she remained happy, still given the opportunity to caress her granddaughter.

“Grandmother ..”.

Risda hugged Mila's arm tightly while leaning her forehead against Mila's shoulder, this made Mila again sob, she continued to caress Risda's head slowly, occasionally she also landed her kiss on Risda's head, Mila was really unable to withstand the rumble that controlled her chest.

“You even new grandma knows after married”. Mila is still sobbing.

Risda has also shed tears. “Excuse Risda Nek”.

Mila kissed Risda's cheek again. “You're not wrong, my grandson is never wrong”.

Risda smiled between her cries, replacing Risda who hugged and kissed her grandmother's wrinkled cheeks. Risda who felt so happy, just found out he had a grandmother, also still had a grandfather, who had always imagined never in the mind of Risda, which he knew only his father and mother only.

“That's Grandpa Risda's family life. If it is called a child, then we only have your father and mother, the children in our family are brothers only Haris and Natalia, while the others are not there”.

Risda looked at her grandfather Jamil for quite a while. “Means Grandpa ?”.

Mila again stroked Risda's head. “Grandmother has only ever seen a photo of your mother that your father sent first, at that time grandmother was still a girl, living in Bandar Lampung with your biological grandfather. Grandma married there, but the age of the marriage of grandmother not long, only up to seven years, the husband of grandmother died”.

Mila is now back in tears, after Haris Pram's father died, soon Syaiful where they live also died, nothing can be maintained anymore, Mila returned to Sibolga here, here, and finally lived in Mela, although already outside Sibolga, but still very close.

Mila lives alone, because her marriage does not give her offspring to be separated by death, after which Mila never remarried to this day, Mila lives in solitude, and she lives in solitude, working to sell cakes that are entrusted to neighboring stalls, from the beginning here until now it remains so.

Mila always visit here, because since Jamil morning pull beca until the afternoon, Lena certainly feel lonely, Mila is also the same, this is what makes Mila almost every day here, new afternoon home, the same day, often stay when you are lazy to go home.

Likewise with Jamil, there are no children in this family, they did have fun with the birth of their son who was named Word. But happily it was not long, Firman left when it was not even a year, after which Lena never got pregnant again, until they were alone.

“We are sisters there are three, Bang Pram, Bang Jamil and I. But when it comes to children, we only have Haris and Natalia, it turns out they are experiencing something like this, there is you Ris. That is, we and our brothers have only one grandchild, only you Ris, nothing else”.

There was no one who did not shed tears, Asrul had also repeatedly sucked the drops of clear droplets that wriggled from the corner of his eyes, Asrul did not expect the family story of his wife so bitter, so bitter, no one can be blamed, but whatever it is, according to Asrul there needs to be an effort to make their old days happier, Risda can be his ace.

Night had begun to appear, the adhan magrib was also heard clearly, Jamil, Haris and Asrul immediately stood up and headed towards the mosque, leaving four women who still seemed reluctant to leave their seats, respectively, Lena is now approaching, sitting closer.

“You are in Jakarta Lia ?”.

Natalia looked at her aunt. “Iya Bi, I am still at the home of the late mother”.

“Haris often come ?”.

Natalia shakes. “Simply rare is also Bi”.

Unsolicited, Natalia then recounted the beginning of Haris back to Jakarta, Mila and Lena continuously belched, covered her mouth and stroked her chest, both are equally surprised to know the story of his nephew and grandson which is completely unexpected.

“Your mother strong woman Lia, Auntie knows very well it”.

Natalia nods her head. “Very strong Bi, Very strong lady mother”.

Lena kept shaking. “So, if Risda did not join the teacher's devotion program, maybe until the apocalypse will not know his father”.

Natalia nods her head. “Can be Bi, can be”.

Mila and Lena returned. I don't know what this is all about, but this is what happened, a strange soul mate brought it all up to be weird. Haris' toughness makes the strange even stranger. Mila and Lena are unable to think, both feeling too old to be able to understand it well.

But there was a crisp smile on the lips of the two knowing their granddaughter Risda was married to a very good family and her life was decent, there was a sense of happiness in the hearts of Lena and Mila, she said, at least at this time they were confident and could ensure that his grandson lived in sufficient happiness, not only from his father, but also from his family-in-law, it was certainly very happy for both of them.

After the new issue of the men returning home, Haris, Asrul and Jamil walked together, the distance of the house to the mosque was quite far too, so the three had ample opportunity to talk to each other.

“But Great Dad also dong Yah”.

Haris laughed a little. “Great what is ?”.

Asrul laughed. “Daddy still remember everything after 42 years, hebatkan ?”.

Haris shakes. “Because not much has changed Rul”.

Haris told me, in the past every afternoon this road became a football field, which played even more than one group, Haris was always the number one audience, often even the first and only audience. Occasionally, Haris also became a ball boy, if the ball is far, Haris who ran took it.

“Your grandfather is also a regular player Rul, never absent dia”.

Jamil laughed. “Until now still often also it's Ris. But not every day like before, because the traffic here is getting crowded now, so disrupt”.

They both laugh. Haris then told a lot of his small experiences during here first, indeed the age of six Haris has left this village, but his memory is still not lost at all, this shadow of his homeland was not even a speck that was missing from Haris' memory.

“That's the blue paint house next to Jamil's grandfather's house, it was your grandfather's rented house Rul, father was born there, used to be a midwife who came home, different from now who gave birth in klinik”.

“That's right next to grandpa's house ?”.

Haris nods his head. “Iya, that house. Even the structure of the house has not been replaced, which changed only the paint and plants, the guava was still as big as a stick, now it has towered”.

Asrul laughed a little and continued to smile. Asrul still salute with his father-in-law who is still so memorized with the area that has been 42 years he lived away, according to Asrul one extraordinary memory, he said, Asrul had forgotten many events that took place 15 or 20 years ago. According to Asrul, the memory of his father-in-law deserves a thumbs up.

It turned out that Jamil also had the same thoughts, he continued to nod his head, happy and salute also knowing the strength of his nephew's memory. According to Jamil, it is because Haris is smart, Jamil so remembered, Haris childhood is a sweet child, smart, not whiny and quite independent.

“You know not Ris who the Mayor is now ?”.

Haris glanced at Jamil for a moment. “Mayor of this city Uncle, who is it?”.

“You might be surprised if you find out Ris”.

Haris became curious. “Who is Uncle ?”.

“Arif, Arifuddin Pohan, you used to call him Udin”.

“What ?”. Haris until he stopped walking. “Udin ?, he's Waliktota now ?”.

Jamil smile. “Iya Ris, she is the Mayor now”.

Haris shook his head with many smiles. He did not expect his playmate that we became the number one person in this city. Haris certainly still remembers Udin very much, even if he met, Haris sure it would be very easy to recognize him, but Haris certainly does not know, whether his fishing friend still remembers him.

“Uncle thinks you're not wrong trying to see him Ris. Uncle had met with him, indeed before becoming the mayor of him, when he met it, he asked your news Ris”.

Haris shook his head small, they were quite close first, very close. Fishing the same, kite, play ball, and many other activities, even if fighting, Haris and Udin always support each other, when Kindergarten they sit close together, even if fighting, Haris and Udin always support each other, going home and going home is always the same.

The friendship can not be said for long, because Haris has also left this small town when he was six years old. However, Haris's memory of Udin has not been completely lost, including that of two other friends, Ryan and Faisal.

Haris also broke off communication completely with his friend, Haris just a smile, of course, absolutely can not be sure, whether Udin, Faisal or Ryan still remember him.

Until home, now all facing dinner, Asrul head back filled with plans how to make his grandfather's sister's brother live in a better place, the head of Asrul is filled with plans how to make his wife's grandfather's brother live in a better place, Asrul then thought to bring them back to Jakarta, if they did not want to be in the main house, they could live in the other house, the house that should be in Asrul and Risda.

Repairing this house is also one of the theories that deserve to be thought of, Asrul has been in communication with his cousin Usman who lives in this city, tomorrow morning his cousin will come here, because his own uncle is on vacation, because his uncle is on vacation, Usman did not join because his wife's womb had nine months this week.

After eating, there is not much talk anymore, the story is only about the problem that is no longer private, only the chat ngalor ngidul who will not be able to find the tip of the base until whenever the time, Mila also overnight here, no one allowed him to return to his home in Mela.

Now that there have been many changes, the conversation already contains elements of joking, even Lena and Mila can giggle to hear the story of Natalia and Risda who are the same as having the potential as an entertainment provider, especially Risda, there are many stories that make both grandmothers.

The men have begun to fall one by one, Jamil first, then Haris also joined the body, last Asrul also began to reach dreams. Mila stood up, picked up the cloth and enveloped one by one. This house is small, the room is only one, so that the male must sleep in the front room.

Before long Natalia also began to be attacked by high-stage sleepiness, she invited everyone to sleep. It was time, everyone joined Natalia's invitation and slept in a bed that was actually worth changing, Mila continued to stroke Risda to sleep, she knew that her grandson would have difficulties, he said, this bed was far below the usual standard that Risda slept on.

Not only Mila turns out, Lena also continues to pay attention to Risda, Lena is sure that her grandson is used to sleeping in a good place, will definitely find it difficult with the facilities in this house. But both of them looked relieved, after seeing Risda did not take long to fall asleep, both of them looked happy and calm, then the same closed eyes.

…. Connect …