Vegetable Basket

KS. 1

Prologues

This story begins.by telling the density of Jakarta with people who crowded stations, terminals and places that provide other public transportation services.they gathered not have no reason, because that time, because it was, a time that can be used, to gather with their families in the village, to celebrate the Eid al-Fitr holiday.

Although some people are already successful in the capital, and already have private vehicles.there are some of them who are successful, who want to go home to their village by bus or train, they can also save time, and can rest when on the way, so that no longer the terminals are full of passengers.

That night, at the Kampung Rambutan Terminal, just like in other terminal terminals crowded by prospective passengers, who want to go home to his village. The clamor of the people chatting and the horn honking, plus the shouts of the conductors telling the direction of the bus. Increasingly add to the hustle and bustle of the atmosphere of the Kampung Rambutan Terminal.bus buses that line neatly with various destination cities, from small buses to large buses are all available at that terminal. who is ready to deliver the travelers to his hometown.

"For passengers of Pahala bus, with the final destination of Semarang terminal. We tell you to immediately board the bus that you ordered. because soon the Pahala bus will be dispatched immediately. Before entering the bus, check back your tickets and luggage.so Do not get the wrong destination." said the voice of the terminal announcer who sounded melodious from the loudspeaker, telling the bus passengers who were about to return to the city of Semarang.

The conductor and other officers stood near the bus entrance to check the passengers' ticket suitability.

On the other hand, there are several journalists, who are covering the incident to be broadcast on their respective TV channels, where they work.

"One more time! for passengers of Pahala bus, the final destination of Semarang terminal.to immediately board the bus you ordered. because at 20:30. Pahala bus will leave for your city." warning aunnecher again heard from his wireless

At 20.30. finally Buses to Semarang city went to leave the Terminal Kampung Rambutan.then the bus that is behind, forward fill the abandoned place, waiting for the next departure.

"For passengers of the bus langgeng Jaya! with the end of the terminal destination of Sukabumi City, to immediately enter the bus you ordered. because at 20:40 bus end of Sukabumi City will leave. Before boarding the bus, check your ticket and luggage!" as if not tired of the voice of the woman continues to provide information, about the departure of the bus bus in the terminal of Rambutan village.

Once you hear a notification. Seen some people who are still chatting outside the bus lasting Jaya.quickly they stopped the chat, to immediately get into the bus that goes to the city of Sukabumi.not to forget before entering, they did not forget, They also turned off the skirt0k first.

As scheduled at 20:40, the bus to the end of Sukabumi City began to leave the Kampung Rambutan Terminal.By carrying full passengers, there was not a single seat left.

Slowly the bus drove out of the Kampung Rambutan Terminal, heading towards Jalan TB Simatupang. in the T-junction of Cibubur, the bus turned to the left. to go to the Cibubur toll gate, the bus also turned to the left, it will be connected to the Jagorawi Toll Road.

The passenger bus car continued to go at a moderate pace, splitting the darkness of the night.The passengers on the bus, they chatted with their families, or with people sitting side by side, he said, so that the trip does not feel boring.there are also passengers who sleep.maybe not feel the length of time on the trip.

At 02:30, the bus finally arrived at the Terminal of the South Ring Line of Sukabumi City.The conductor told the passengers, that they had arrived at their destination. Not to forget the conductor also woke up people who were still asleep, told to get off the bus immediately. With the bus passengers waiting in line, they began to approach the exit. They have been greeted with the invitation of the conductor who offers the final destination of their village.

"Failures buled! Tegal bullied"

"Sagarantens! sagarantines"

"Surade! Surades!"

Shouted the conductors to each other, telling the destination of their cars.

"Sagaranten Kang?" the haggard welcomes a young man who just got off the bus. The man was still seen yawning because he had just woken up from his deep sleep.

"Let off now?" asked the man while staring at the conductor.

"Well, come! One more passenger car left immediately." take the conductor while carrying a bag of men who just got off the bus. heading to one of the Elf cars, but when the man wants to get inside. it turned out that the car was already crowded with passengers.

"Where are you? inside is full! The man above is the woman's part." said one of the mothers when he saw the man about to enter.

Angrily he turned to face the conductor, as if asking why he was lying. The one he stared at understood, he just smiled. Then told him to go up. it turns out that on the roof of the car there are also several passengers, using a jacket because the morning atmosphere has begun to cool.

"Where else are you going, just short of saying it's one more! one more! but keep looking, until when do we wait for departure?" said a man while staring at the conductor who approached the newly arrived bus.

"Take the car turner!" Passengers sitting next to him.

Such is the struggle of the travelers, when they want to be in touch with their families. But that is, what makes their homecoming event will always be remembered until old age, until there is no one else they visit.

And not only the citizens of the city who have been crowded in droves to return to their village, to welcome the feast of victory of the Muslims, the villagers of suka Dharma were busy preparing themselves. after performing dawn prayers, the villagers are seen to have prepared themselves, by heating their respective motors.

"Emang Fathan, what time is Prapatan, sir?" sri asked who brought the jacket for her husband. Because the morning still feels cold.

"No idea, Mom! according to Sarah, Fathan departed from Sukabumi terminal at 03.00. maybe up to the fork at 07.00." explained Farhan to his wife.

"Yes, you go first! Assalamualaikum." Farhan replied, pulling the gas lever of his motorbike, then he left the house.

On the way, Farhan also met with other residents.The same will pick up his family at the crossroads.At last they were committed to the place, where, where the villagers who came home from the city got off the bus.

Arriving at the crossroads, the residents also joined the other residents who had come first. They are both waiting for the arrival of public transport cars coming from the direction of the city.

While the Elf car awaited, still drove a few KM where the villagers of sukadarma waiting. A small car filled with passengers, even to the point of spilling onto the roof. But even so, those who are sitting on the roof of the car, they still enjoy the trip, by chatting with other passengers.

"Where does Emang Fathan work?" ask someone about a man named Fathan.

"I work at TB Simatupang!"

"What work?"

"Architect! in one of the property companies.if you're San , where do you work?"

"Well steady! if I was an architect. I worked at Muara Angke, as a tailor in one of the garments."

"ah! nothing is steady, we are the same! both become the errand boy of others." replied Fathan who was humble.

"How many days off?" ask Ahsan.

"According to the rules, which make the rules. I can only have four days off. if in the garment can be off how many days?"

"Everyone! we both live in Indonesia, the rules are the same!"

"Yes! even though the national holiday for celebrations like this should be made long. because the time of four days, is not enough to meet kangen with family. we just got back to know a family we haven't seen for a long time, we should've gone home because of the work demands." Convinced Fathan who complains about the rules in Indonesia.

They also kept talking to each other. Filling the travel time is very tiring, especially they have to sit on the roof of the car. Mentari Pagi From the eastern horizon has begun to show itself, quite making the passengers who are on top of the car a little warm.

At 07.15, the elf finally arrived at the intersection, where the residents of Sukadarma village waited.quickly the passengers got out of the car, they were greeted with joy by his family. Not even a few of them there are crying day, because they can be reunited with family.

Fathan, who was in the car, carefully he came down from above, while Ahsan was his interlocutor when on the way.he did not come down, because his village was still far from Fathan's village.

After Fhatan came down, with a little running he approached his father, who was standing waiting for his arrival.Just like the other residents, fhatan's eyes slightly condensed feeling haru, could be reunited with his father. he quickly kissed the back of Farhan's hand and hugged the middle-aged man, very tightly. Release kangen because it has not met for a long time.

After hugging, and releasing a sense of kangen. they both Ride a motorbike, to go home to his house. passing through the damaged asphalt road, which is on the right left side of the road. spread out the rice field that stretches as wide as the eye can see.on him has yellowed like a golden carpet that is spread. But unfortunately some of the rice fields there are rice fields that are affected by red pests. But it does not reduce the beauty of the village sukadarma.

Long time on the way, finally they both arrived at the village gate.seen on it there is a welcome writing in the village sukaujang. Farhan continued to direct the handlebar motor into the village.until finally the motor they drove, arrived at one of the alleys leading to Fathan's house. at the entrance of the alley, a 14-year-old girl is gathering with the other kids. Their hands are preoccupied with making ketupat matting, from coconut leaves, to welcome the feast.

Fathan who saw his sister Sarah was focusing on the coconut leaves in his hand, so Sarah did not know that her beloved brother had arrived. Fathan did not waste the opportunity, he immediately got off his father's bike.

"Doooo!" Shocked the patent to his smallest brother.

"Kakaaaaaak" Sarah said as she threw the ketupat she was weaving at the man who surprised her.

"It's not welcomed! in fact you throw with ketupat.you are very brazen yaaa!" Fathan said while tickling his sister's waist. Even though they had not met for a long time, but familiarity was called, which made them not look awkward to joke like that.

Not strong to hold his sister's tickle, Sarah also ran towards the house.See her sister fled from her grip, Fathan ran after, while continuing to threaten.

Farhan who saw his son's behavior as close as that, he only smiled happily because his little family could get together.

"Yumuuuuuu! ibuuuu! Brother Fathan is evil!" Sarah shouted as she continued to run into the house to tell her mother.

Anxious Fathan saw Sarah's behavior, he continued to chase into the house, but his steps stopped, when he looked at the door of the house, his name was written. "Fathan the architect." he glanced at his father who was parking the motor.Getting such a glance his father only smiled proudly. Because only his son could work like that.