
The sky of Jakarta is bright. It's exquisite.. The morning air is still cold. The noise has not started. No smoke from the vehicle .
The sun gives warmth.
I have not been in Jakarta for a week.
I have known many friends.Alhamdulillah can meet good people.
"Mbak.. Why is it there? " ask Sri. saw me in the attic alone.
"" Yes. staring at the sky still beautiful...
"Hi Hi Hi.. Ayoo.
Bring Sri to me. He's been tidy.
" Yes, for a minute, I'll take the bag first.. "
We took a walk to the market Cipulir.This was my first experience out while in Jakarta.
So many. capital.. beloved INDONESIA.
Compared to my hometown..
yes yes, my mind is ridiculous..
Smile to myself...
"Cock-smile-smile yourself.look at the handsome guy yeah." said Sri teasing me...
"Aahhh.. no yoo.. this is you know. I compare with the market in the village. will definitely not be comparable" I timpal.
Sri mangosteen too...
"Mbak.we'll look around first yes.I don't have any money yet.is not payday." Sri said to me.
"Ssiipppp... Who wants to shop? Money is fine. "I laugh.
Yes. his name is just one week of work kn not yet get a salary. Also my supplies from the village are very thin. I have to be frugal.
Poor mom..
Aahhh.. I miss mom.... what are you doing now...?? my mind suddenly sad.
The Cipulir Market. We went down the merchants.look at the nice clothes.
Hopefully I can buy and buy my mom.
"Well, "and we went into one of the meatball shops on the outskirts.
Let's be a little cheap that's important the place is clean.
"Sir. asked for meatballs outside and iced tea. "I ordered to the owner of the meatball stall.
"Yes.silahkn entered. "the answer was friendly.
"Mbak. if it's payday we play here again yes." said Sri energetically..
"God willing, what do you want to buy? " my word.
"There's something.. " Sri answered with a funny mimic.
I laughed too. Sri was my friend I only met a week ago.
A lovely friend of his is young. But it must be destroyed because of the economic situation. He can't continue school, even now the backbone of the family. My fate is almost the same as Sri's.
Finish eating us home. I feel Sri is my sister, probably because we have a common destiny.
Ashar's adhan has been heard. I am also getting ready for work. I got the afternoon entrance.
Sri is too. But my feelings all day are not good. Why do I remember the house..remember Didik and remember Mas Ari continues..?
I stepped out of the bathroom.
"Mbak... why..?? " ask Sri who suddenly stood in front of me. And I was so shocked.
"It's okay to just remember the house" I replied, looking down..
"Why do I want to go home" I held back tears that felt like they were going to flood.
"Yes mbak. I too. I am not really comfortable. but survive for my brothers.. Fortunately there was a revelation so it could last. "I see he became sad.. He also felt what I felt..
"It's been.. Sri.. calm down.we are just as fighting for the family we love. "he hugs her warm who almost cries.
" Yuukkk.. Now we work. spirit.must remain the spirit." I said while smiling at him..
Even though our hearts feel the same..
The sky.. convey my miss to him...
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