Tidying Up Asa, Inviting Hidayah

105. Kado Gara

🌵There is nothing wrong with expressing feelings, because love is not enough just shown by attention.🌵

“Who's in dad's car?” Fares stood beside the car, staring at the people who were walking closer.

“True to follow Brother Neesha!” exclaiming Jenar who had grabbed the arm of his beloved brother.

“Lingga too!” Lingga rushed to the black MPV parked in front of Fares' car.

“Mother join Aneesha too, yes, Ay?” riani asked in a seductive tone, “ingin near children, still kangen.”

Fares took a rough breath, feeling neglected by his wife and children. Because they prefer to follow Aneesha's car.

“Daddy would like to come here too,” Reyfan advice while opening the car door for his wife.

“It still fits? Keep dad's car how?” Fares frowned.

“Still, really. Pakdhe Teguh family can use father's car, Mas Faiz's car is full, tuh.” Reyfan pointed to the katana car that Faiz, Irkham, Nanda and their two children had boarded.

Fares thought for a while, then handed the car keys to his sister-in-law.

“Mas Teguh bring my car, Mbah Uti same Mbak Sari join genengan (you) only.” said Fares.

“Well! Ma'am Say and family can follow Pakdhe Teguh,” Aneesha proposal to the housekeeper with her husband and their two children.

“Ikut anyone who matters to say (transport), Ma'am. Honey, right, it is beautiful like this not so invited.” as well as Sister Sayumi who invites everyone's laughter.

One by one, people got into the car. Reyfan invited his father-in-law to sit in front, while his wife, mother-in-law and sister-in-law sat in the middle. He himself chose to sit in the back seat with Lingga.

Jenar was just about to close the car door after making sure no one was left behind. Pakdhe Teguh and Faiz had heated up the engine. When from the direction of the gate that is wide open, come the green jeep. Jenar snorted, knowing who had come when they were ready to leave.

“Jenar's girlfriend is coming, tuh!” aneesha.

The strings rotate the eyeballs, while throbbing. In his heart he was heartbroken, what the man wanted to come was not on the weekend.

“Wah! Looks like I came at an inopportune time, huh? Want on go, huh?” lion asked as soon as he got out of the car.

“Already know it?” sahut Fares after opening the car window.

“Eh, there's Om Fares. When to come, Om?” Lion came rushing over, sticking out his hand to shake Fares.

“Lebaran last year,” sahut Fares ketus, while receiving a helping hand Lion. He was quite reluctant to respond to this son of the landlord who was arrogant to this height.

“Om still likes to joke. Eh? There's Aneesha, auntie, Lingga, Reyfan?” Lion passed passengers in the car, “ while gathered here, huh? How are things?”

They all nodded almost simultaneously. Aneesha and Riani momentarily respond to Lion's pleasantries, before the man asks permission to talk to Jenar.

“What are you talking about, anyway, sister? Can't just be here?” jenar protested, refusing to get out of the car because it was comfortable sitting down.

“Just a moment, really, not up to five minutes.” refer Lion, however he must launch a plan that has been carefully prepared.

“It's really just for a minute, huh? Because we want to go, not good with others if you wait long.” pinta Jenar.

Lion nodded, “Borrow Genar for a moment, Om, Auntie!”

Fares and Riani compactly nodded without answering. Just a thin smile from Riani's lips, symbolizing with a heavy heart he gave permission.

Lion invites Jenar to approach his jeep car. He opened the passenger door to pick something up.

A bucket made of real flowers has been in the right hand, while a medium-sized blue color box is in the left hand. He first extended a bucket of red roses to Jenar.

“You must know if this red rose symbolizes true love. You also know about my feelings. Through this flower I want to affirm, that my affection for you will not change. Even though you were once engaged to someone else, but the truth is you failed to get married. Maybe this is God's destiny for us, a soul mate will not run anywhere.” said Lion at length.

Jenar was sculpting, not knowing what to say or how to behave. His lips were tightly clenched, his hands as if frozen could not be moved.

“I didn't ask you to answer. Just feel it, let your heart know there is I who love you so much.” Lion took Genar's hand, clutching a flower bucket at him. Then he also gave a gift, “happy birthday, yes. May long live.”

Not for the first time Lion has expressed his feelings. Jenar already knew that the man was interested in her, but she could never answer. Because he felt Lion only made it an escape, after not succeeding in getting his brother. All the things that the man gave were more fitting for Aneesha, not for her.

“Not yet, Dek? Magrib hunt, nih!” exciting Fares.

Jenar turned her head for a moment, clapping her father's call. Then ask if there is still something Lion wants to say or not. Because he must go immediately with his family. With a heavy heart Lion shook his head, then drove Jenar back to the car. They didn't know if there had been a pair of sharp eyes watching from earlier.

“Nothing is left behind?” asked Hara when she was about to close the car door after Jenar entered. The car replied with a head movement.

Hara flicked the hijab of Jenar who dangled, so as not to be wedged by the door. A simple gesture that made Jenar smile and thank you. Compared to Lion, Hara never gave things as gifts. However, the treatment of the man was able to make Jenar always feel comfortable and protected.

“You coming?” hara asked pleasantries as she turned around to pass the Lion.

Lion had opened his mouth, but did not have time to answer because Fares had already interjected. “Ngapain you take her, Hara? This is a family event, no one else can join.” said Fares ketus.

Hara bowed a little, apologizing to Fares for his carelessness. He then drove the car to the steering wheel. After that, the vehicle began to walk accompanied by murmurs do’a of all passengers.

“Li! Quick exit, gate to lock!” exclaimed Fares because he knew the Lion did not move from where he stood, even though three cars carrying a large family had gone to the exit.

Meanwhile, in the car, Jenar continued to look at the two objects given by Lion. A bucket of red roses and a box that I don't know what they are.

“Can I have a gift from my girlfriend, nih?” aneesha Goda. Jenar only responded with a thin smile while continuing to look at the two objects.

"Open, dong, Deck? I wonder what it is." Aneesha pointed at the blue box of the gift from Lion.

Jenar exhaled a rough breath, actually reluctant to open the box that can be guessed the contents must open the object.

Aneesha again teases her sister, “His pleasure to get a special gift and a pretty flower bucket from boyfriend.”

"What, anyway, Brother? Whose girlfriend?" genar's grumbling was upset.

“Make a sister if you want, nih!” Jenar throws bucket to Aneesha, “True don't like flowers.”

“If bank interest wants, yes, Kak?” sindir Linga.

“Different affairs if it, Dek.” says Jenar lightly.

Riani shook her head, Fares glanced back, Aneesha chuckled while Reyfan chuckled.

“Good this is the flower, Dek. Hmm ...” Aneesha kissed the bucket made of fresh roses that was deep, “perfumed once, Deck. This original flower-” Aneesha paused the sentence, aware of something, “eh? Real flowers? You don't pa-pa, Dek?”

Riani suddenly panicked. He and Aneesha compactly examine the skin of Jenar's hands.

“Thank goodness! If it reaches the skin, it can fail to break the fast with us because it must take you to the hospital.” Riani breathed a sigh of relief.

“What's up to Jenar to be taken to the hospital?” Reyfan who has been silent since, apparently also cares about the chatter of women.

“True allergy flowers, Pi. Sari powder can make him sneeze continuously, if there is a part of the flower that has skin can rash like hives. If not given the drug will not heal.” explained Aneesha.

Reyfan mangosteen with mouth forming the letter O. Fares asked for a bouquet of flowers, keeping him away from Jenar so as not to be exposed to allergies. He is not out of thought with Jenar's body which is very sensitive to allergies. Possibly due to genetic trauma from his mother, so easily exposed to allergies.

The evening sky was decorated with white clouds that floated in the wind. The sun rests on the western horizon, a sign that will soon slip into the contest. The streets are crowded smoothly by the traffic of people on activity. Hara stopped the car right in front of the red traffic light. No one knew how much he was trying hard to withstand the emotional turmoil present in the heart.

As soon as all the vehicles stopped, two people wearing clown clothes moved from the right and left sides, then stood right above the zebracross. The disco music rang out loud, the two clowns began to sway at will. For a moment Hara's attention was distracted by the action of the clown guard.

Jenar also smiled at the action of two clown-faced animated film characters most popular among children. After enough jogging, the clowns took the cans, then approached one by one the stopped vehicles.

Hara opened the window glass, then shook her head as the clown thrust the can at her. While Riani who has prepared a dime, urung give to the clown because the car hastily moves.

Hara's actions cannot be separated from Fares' observations. He who is used to giving alms, of course, wondered why Hara did not want to fill the can of the clown. Even though giving five hundred rupiahs is enough and certainly will not reduce his wealth.

“Why don't you give money to that clown? Don't have a dime, huh?” Fares couldn't hold back his curiosity.

“Not because it doesn't have a dime, sir. I don't think they deserve to be pitied. Because it is still healthy and has a whole body, it should be able to find another job. Instead of begging at a red light,” replied Hara sarcas with a straight look staring at the road in front of her.

“They don't beg, loh. It could be because it is difficult to get a job, so they choose to be a clown like that.” Fares commented.

Hara looked at her glance, “Indeed they did not just raise their hands begging, maybe only a thin difference with beggars. Because there was a show they were watching. However, in my opinion hawkers and newspaper sellers are more entitled to receive my money, than the clowns.”

“If we buy a newspaper, tissue, or cigarette at a hawker and give change to beggars, it is the same as having to spend money. However, giving freely to beggars and buskers will only make them lazy and used to begging. According to Mr Fares, which one is better?” Hara ended her explanation with a question.

“Of course buy hawkers merchandise, although we do not need but can appreciate their efforts. Nor will it offend you than if you give money for free.” said Aneesha.

“But the price of goods at the hawker is usually twice as expensive as at the stall, Sha.” Riani also commented, as a household financial manager, of course he always put forward economic principles.

“Yes no problem, Nda. We don't buy it every day. Think of alms without hurting your fellow human beings and train the right caring attitude on target, let alms also more blessed.” replied Aneesha with a big smile.

Riani nodded in understanding of her daughter's explanation. Being generous is good, but you have to be more careful about choosing which ones are worth giving and which are not. Fares was bearded, slowly opened his mind by Hara's narration and Aneesha's explanation. He looked at the man driving beside him. Hara is not Muslim, but her attitude is very reflective of the morality of a Muslim.

Small talk just flowed along the way that afternoon. Until the car again stops in a long queue of vehicles waiting for traffic signs to change color. This time there were no clowns in action, but the sound of typical monkey mask music.

The car drove slowly, as the queue of vehicles in front of it began to move. Linga looked up, her mind was provoked when she saw a man carrying a small monkey on his shoulder. The man walked between the rows of vehicles while holding out an empty can.

“How is it like that, brother? Do we also not deserve to give money to the monkey masker as a tribute to have given an interesting show?” ask Linga

Everyone turned their heads towards the sight of the Linga, their minds were busy analyzing the situation. Meanwhile, Jenar who had been observing the monkey mask, suddenly turned her face away. The girl grabbed her brother's shoulder, lowered her head and sobbed.

“Hei! Why you, Dek?” aneesha asked in surprise to see her sister suddenly crying.

Jenar just shook her head, sobbing more and more heard making other car passengers focus on her. Riani rubbed Jenar's head without saying a word, Fares to take off the seat bealt in order to stoop his hand back. Linga and Reyfan are silent by keeping question marks in mind.

Impulsively Hara grabbed the tissue box, then reached out to Aneesha who was busy calming her sister. He took the initiative to slow down the speed of the car, the concentration broke between the road in front and the sound of Jenar sobs in the back.

"Do we need to stop for a second, sir?" ask Hara to Fares.

Fares shook his head, "No need, at most he was just being carried away. My son is too sensitive. Sorry, yes. So disrupt the driving concentration."

Hara nodded, but could not stop from occasionally looking at the rearview mirror inside. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel, in order to withstand heartache. It felt like reaching for Jenar's hand, then asking the cause of the girl crying.

Jenar gradually calmed down, after being satisfied crying in her brother's arms. He took some tissue to wipe the tears.

“Sorry ...,” reveals Jenar after he can control himself.

Aneesha and Riani compactly smiled. Aneesha rubbed her sister's back while asking, “What's up, anyway, Dek? No wind, rain, lightning, suddenly cry?”

Jenar grimaced and replied in a raucous voice, “True not strong, when she saw the little monkey was tied in a chain. So suddenly want to cry, brother. Poor monkey was still small pulled chain, must have hurt. Don't have a great feeling that person, have the heart to torture animals.”

Riani covered her mouth with a palm, Fares shook his head, Reyfan let out a breath. Lingga grumbling, “Basic sister crybaby!”

No one thought that the cause of Jenar was crying because he saw a small monkey that was used as a money-seeking tool.

The sound of laughter breaking into the car, Aneesha hugged her sister affectionately. Hara could not help but smile looking at that scene from the deep rearview mirror. There was relief infiltrating in his feelings.

Fares extended his hand again, rubbing the head of his spoiled daughter. Genar is indeed very easily touched by his heart, even just by looking at things that are trivial to others.

"Thus ... You're dating Lion, Dek?" Riani couldn't help but feel curiosity after seeing her daughter speak seriously to Lion earlier.

Jenar sighed, lazily discussing the matter. However, of course he could not let his family misunderstand.

"Sister Lion comes every weekend ...," said Jenar who got an answer in the form of a puff of breath from Fares' nose.

"Sister Lion always brings a lot of souvenirs. Not only for Jenar, sometimes also love for Pakdhe Teguh, Mas Faiz, even Mbah Uti. Saysumi's mother also often brought souvenirs." Jenar explained.

This time a breath sounded from Riani's nose, "Continue responding to her?"

Jenar shook her head, "Just welcome as a guest."

"Thank God, you don't like being close to her. His mother's mouth, you know. Nyakitin like never dizakatin." grumbled Riani.

"Dad doesn't like you being close to Lion either, Dek. Don't let dad be with them. Can't banyangin later father's grandchildren so a place to show off." Fares.

Laughter was heard, filling the car. However, family is the most comfortable place to tell stories.

Hara silently observed the entire family interaction. A sense of swallowing in the heart, envious to see the warmth of the family that he never got.

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Sorry I can't reply to comments one by one as usual. In the previous chapter, I explained that this story is still long. However, sorry can not up routine for reasons that I cannot mention😁🙏