Waiting for Tomorrow
Tracing Capital
After Fera and her mother arrived at the Balapan station, she also paid rickshaw services to Pak Lik Marto for 10 thousand rupiah. The two of them walked to the train ticket counter.
After getting two tickets, Fera and her mother waited for the train to be boarded, sitting in a chair that had been provided in the waiting room.
About 20 minutes passed, finally an economy class train appeared in the distance from the east. Station officials announced to passengers that one of the economy-class trains would soon appear at the Racing station. Knowing that the train was coming, Fera, mother, and the other passengers rushed up from their seats and got ready to board the train with their luggage.
Once the train had stopped, Fera and mother climbed on top of the carriage corresponding to the number of the carriage written on the ticket she was holding. After successfully boarding the train, Fera and mother quickly tried to find their seat number. It doesn't take long. The two of them were finally able to sit on a chair that matches the seat number on the ticket.
Only 10 minutes later the train stopped at Balapan station, and eventually the train returned to Jakarta. Various kinds of hawkers passed through the narrow hallway in the middle of the train car. The hustle and bustle of voices at the hawkers was heard incessantly.
After about two hours on the way, Fera's stomach and mother were hungry. They both took out the provisions he brought from home using oil paper and tied up using rubber bands. They both ate a meal consisting of rice, long bean stir-fry vegetables, and fried chicken.
About 10 hours on the way, they finally arrived at Pasar Senen station. The station that became the last destination of the train was boarded by Fera and his mother.
After the train completely stopped, all the remaining passengers scrambled to get off the train, including Fera and her mother. They both walked to the exit.
"We go to the cost Mas Hari now what directly looking for a hotel, Mom?" Ask Fera while walking.
"It's Fer's night, we better go find a hotel! To his boarding house tomorrow morning only! Anyway, if now, it's not good for you either." The answer.
"We're looking for a hotel close by!" Her request.
"Yes! No need for a good hotel! The simple one, the important one is cheap!" The reply.
After getting out of the station, they walked up to one of the rickshawmen who was holding up in front of the station.
"Sir, please excuse me in advance. You want to ask, is there a hostel or a cheap inn in the area?" Ask Fera kindly.
"Oh, there's Mba! Pretty close from here! Let me take you!" The answer. Fera and mother went up to the rickshaw. Slowly the man paddled his rickshaw towards an inn. Looking at the magnificent and towering skyscrapers, Fera and mother were very amazed to make. His sadness disappeared momentarily from his mind.
After arriving at a inn, they both came down from the top of the rickshaw. Not to forget, Fera paid for rickshaw services according to the request of the pedicabeer. The two of them walked towards the receptionist of the simple inn. After booking a room and having paid for it, Fera and mother rushed to the room number she had rented. With a feeling of fatigue they sit on a bed that on the top is lined with a mattress made of cotton.
"We're staying here is okay, isn't Mak?" Ask Fera.
"It's okay Fera! Even though this room is simple as in our home in the village, but the important thing is cheap! Want to sleep in a hotel whose mattress is soft, the same sleep here will both sleep close your eyes! Isn't that right, Fera!" Ask my mother back.
"Yes, too, Mak!" The reply.
"We pray first yuk, Fer! Mumpy is not sleepy!" Bring mom.
"Yes Mak." The reply. The two of them also took ablution water that was in the toilet, outside the room. After praying in his room, they finally let go of his fatigue. After a long day of traveling.
That morning, after finishing enjoying a breakfast of satu rice sold near the inn, Fera and mother waited for the bajaj passing in front of the inn.
Not how long it waited, a bajaj appeared in the distance. Fera waved his right hand. The man stopped right in front of the two of them.
"Excuse me sir, could you please take us to this address?" Fera also handed him a piece of paper containing the address of his boarding days.
"Can Mba! Please ride!" Reply to the bajaj driver. Fera and mother rushed to the top of the bajaj. The bajaj driver also returned to run his steel. Fera and her mother, who had just boarded the bajaj, were made to smile happily. Along the way, the two of them were busy chatting with the bajaj driver.
After traveling for about 25 minutes, they finally reached the edge of a busy road by passing vehicles.
"It's back to Mba, Mom!" The bajaj driver.
"So how many sir?" Ask Fera.
"10 thousand Mba!" The reply. Fera also gave a piece of paper with the picture of Sri Sultan Hamengkubuwono IX.
Thank you Mba, Mom! Hope to see her son soon!" The bajaj driver prayed while receiving money from Fera.
"Aamiinu. Thank you sir for being delivered! Mommy.
"Be careful, Mom! Ask at the grocery store, Mom! Insha Allah knows the cost of the mother's child!" Her request.
"Yes sir." The reply. Slowly, my mother came down from the top of Bajaj. Fera also came down from the top of the bajaj. Not long after, the bajaj quickly passed from before the two of them.
"Excuse Me. Want to ask, where are the Flamboyant boarding houses?" Ask the owner of the grocery store.
"If the owner of the boarding house, where is the house?" Ask Fera.
"Besides his right the cost is exactly. A house with lots of plants. Her name is Miss Marni." The answer.
"Thank you very much, ma'am!" Mommy.
"Thank you, Mom." Fera.
"Together Mom, Mba!" The reply.
They both walked into an alley not far to the left of the grocery store. They continued down the narrow alley, according to the instructions given by the owner of the grocery store.
After walking, several tens of meters, they finally arrived in front of the whitewashed house in the front yard there were many plants. Fera and mother walked to the front door of the house.
Tokkkp...Tokkkp...Tokkkp...
"Assalamu'alaikum!" Hail Fera.
"Wa'alaikumsalam!" A woman's voice came from inside the house. The door before them opened slowly. As soon as the door opened, a woman about half a century old was wearing glasses with a gold-colored frame and chain. Fera and mother also shook hands with the women who owned the boarding houses.
"Sorry in advance, is it true that this mother is Miss Marni, the owner of the Flamboyant boarding house?" Ask Fera.
"Mba Betul! Please come in Mba, Mom! Can anyone help?" Bu Marni asked as soon as she sat on a chair made of wood.
"We're looking for my son named Hari! Is it really a day of sniffing at Mom's place?" Ask mom.
"Who's working day at the car factory?" Ask Ms. Marni.
"That's a mama." Answer mom happily.
"It's been less than a month since I was never seen! I thought I had moved! But when I opened his room Hari used a spare key, it turned out that his belongings were still there!" Said.
"O Allah is the Day of my son! Where are you Nak?" Seru. Her tears were dripping down her cheeks.
"Actually a few weeks ago, Mas Hari came home from Bu's village! But only two days. Go back to Jakarta." Fera Say.
"After returning home, Hari never called or sent a letter?" Ask.
"No Ma'am! Usually when you go home, Mas Hari always sends a letter! Yesterday, I did not send a letter!" Fera replied sadly.
"When it was on the highway near here, someone got hit by a car! But said the people who saw, he said the victim was immediately taken to the hospital! Didn't anyone call Mba's phone number?" Ask.
"I don't have a phone, Mom!" The answer.
"If you may know where the accident victim was treated, ma'am?" Ask your mother with her increasingly restless and agitated feelings.
"I'm sorry Mom, I don't know. I also know the news from a neighbor! He said the one who hit the man was immediately responsible for calling an ambulance and taking him to the hospital! If indeed the victim of the accident was indeed Mother's Day, he or she should have hit Hari to give news to Mother and Mba." Miss Marni looked serious.
"But Mas Hari there are no problems at the cost, right Mom? Does Mas Hari regularly pay the cost?" Ask Fera.
"Day there is absolutely no problem at the cost! Same other boarding friends also I asked nicely! Same I have no problem. Every month Discipline Day pays its cost! So, if Hari runs away from the costs, it seems impossible! Her things are still in her room!" The reply.
"Yes, Mom, we beg you! We want to find my son in the factory where He works!" Said my mother with my face.
"Hopefully meet again with Hari, ma'am!" Praying.
"Aamiin's." Answer mom and Fera together. They both stood up and shook hands with Miss Marni.
"Assalamu'alaikum." Greetings mom and Fera while walking out of the house.
"Wa'alaikumsalam." The answer. With mixed feelings, Mum and Fera again walked towards the highway.
