
"Mom. The skillet!" Rayana whines to wake Arinda who is deep asleep.
Arinda did take her children to sleep in the middle of the house. Because their house only has two rooms that are also not too big. Arinda glanced at her youngest son, who was still sound asleep. Arinda then glanced at the wall clock that had shown at 1 pm.
But his originally still sleepy eyes, so widened for a moment. When you see Aditia eating lunch casually while crossing one leg on the other. In Arinda's mind, it means that Aditia has known and heard Rayana's whining that she wants to buy snacks.
Arinda rubbed her face many times. The face that had been filled with anger, suddenly changed with a sweet face when he looked at his daughter who was whining.
"Mbak Raya wants to snack what the hell. Hem?" persuade Arinda.
"Nice." Answer Rayana.
"Oh.sausage. We buy yok! don't cry anymore, huh?" rayu Arinda's.
Arinda carried Rayana, and left her youngest son asleep on a thin mattress. Arinda then goes into the room to retrieve the wallet she hid behind a foam mattress zipper.
"Radit I'm staying. You carry her if she wakes up and cries. Don't just want to make it, but don't want to take care of it" said Arinda with a sour face.
"You want to go to the shop? all 3 cigarettes yes," said Adit while chewing food that is still crowded in his mouth.
Arinda did not comment on Aditia's remarks. He opened the crossbar on the main door of his house, and then exited the house. Arinda took Rayana on foot to her neighbor who was only 50 meters from her house. But actually Arinda is very lazy to come out. Because in addition to his eyes are still sleepy, the scorching sun also makes his head throb.
"Budein. Two burnt sausages, huh? the sweet one, make Rayana because," said Arinda.
"Yes. Yes wait!" bude Sunarti.
Arinda grabbed the fritters who seemed to tease her stomach which had not been filled anything this afternoon. Arinda also grabbed a bar of cayenne pepper to accompany the fried food she was chewing.
"You don't work Rin?" bude Sunarti asked as he placed two sticks of sausage that had been cut on a modern grill.
"Shif Bude's night again." Arinda replied after swallowing the fried food she chewed.
Arinda grabbed an empty glass and filled it with gallon water that had a lever on its tail. Arinda felt a little bit of pungency after spending one stem of cayenne pepper with one fried bakwan.
"Mas Ipo still works at the Bude paper mill?" asked Arinda after drinking a glass of water to the toilet.
"still. That time was about to stop, but Bude forbade it. If you see your long-term husband unemployed, it means finding a job is very difficult." Bude Sunarti replied as he turned back the sausage, and smeared it with sweet soy sauce.
"That's right Bude. Do not be reckless about quitting work before there is a new job. Mas Adit can Bude make an example for mas Ipo," said Arinda.
"Eat him. It'sit's nothing. If it's still a bachelor anyway, this is already a wife's child. His complaints have always been the same. I'm bored, tired, want a new atmosphere. Lah wong became a college student to choose work. Yo ora forward!" bude Sunarti.
"Is there no Bude vacancy? mas Ipo is the same age as Mas Adit. Maybe there are job openings of any part," asked Arinda.
"Let's not ask your mas. Today she's the morning shif. So he'll be home by 4pm. Nah.iki cah ayu. Your sausage is sampun mateng," said Bude Sunarti while giving the grilled sausage that he had stored in small plastic.
"Cigarettes' 3 Bude sticks," said Arinda.
Bude Sunarti went into the shop simply, and took a cigarette bar that was in a red tin with a cigarette.
"How much Bude? 3 Cigarettes, fried one, same sausage two," asked Arinda.
"Eight thousand." Answer Bude Sunarti.
Arinda took 10 grand from his wallet. Which was later given two thousand change by Bude Sunarti.
"Satur suwon Bude" said Arinda who then returned home.
"Mak Raya sat here first huh? I want to eat first," said Arinda who was then embraced by Rayana.
The sausage in the little girl's hand is still always held. Maybe he understood, it still should not be eaten because it was still hot. While the starving Arinda immediately took the plate and filled it with rice and side dishes that had been cooked by Fatimah.
"You're in the shif tonight again, or on vacation?" ask Fatimah.
"Know the new shif the first night Buk'e. That means there are still 3 more shif nights, then a holiday. What's up?" arinda asked after swallowing the food she chewed.
"Cucian is already stacked. Buk'e hasn't had a chance. Every time you want to be holy, your son's always fussy." Reply Fatimah.
"Leave it. Buk'e don't need to be holy. Later if I have a holiday, the holiness is not neat," said Arinda without looking at Fatimah.
Fatimah looked at the pretty face of her daughter who looked thinner. As a mother, of course, her heart felt trembled to see the fate of Arinda. The term holiday he was referring to, was not an actual holiday. Arinda is still struggling in household affairs that seems never to end. Fatimah only hopes that one day her daughter will find happiness from a patience so far.
And of course the agenda of washing clothes that Arinda wants to rapel suddenly canceled. If he does not, then the children and himself have no clothes anymore. After Arinda finished her lunch, Arinda then went to the back to wash the clothes. All the clothes were washed and dried. Just leaving a sore and blisters on his back.
Arinda stretched her body especially the waist, after Arinda finished her work. Arinda again sighed, when she saw the wall clock had shown at 4 pm. And that meant he had to hurry to clean up and work again.
"Dam. It's four fifteen minutes. I'm almost this late" muttered Arinda who was in a hurry to put on her shoes.
"Buk'e I'm off to work huh? application at 5 o'clock. I'm almost too late for this" Arinda said in a hurry.
"Yo be careful not to speed!" yelled Fatimah from the inside because Arinda had splashed out while inserting the key to the key of her muscle key.
"The habit is not to kiss the husband's hand, if not warned," said Aditia.
"Sak karepmu mas. I'm late," said Arinda who then grabbed the bike.
Gradakkkk
Gradakkk
Gradakkkk
Cocky
Cocky
Arinda pulled the gas motor, to just make the heat of the motor. Because he did not have much time, Arinda rushed to insert the motor teeth and immediately turned the motor in the yard of his house. Arinda left just like that, and left only black smoke billowing from the exhaust of his motorbike.
Arinda pulled the gas motor when almost in a quiet corner. But when it was right in the sharp corner, a sport bike overtaking from the back and lost control because it was not expected there was an Arinda motorbike in the same corner.
Brakkkkkk
Ngeeeenggggg
Drrruuupppp
The noise from Arinda's motor suddenly went out after a few seconds of making a fuss. Arinda bounced forward for several meters, while Arinda's butut motor broke apart.
"Sstttt," Arinda hissed in pain as both of her hands suffered long blisters from being crushed by the asphalt road.
Arinda then cried roaring after realizing something. Not because of the pain in his wound that he cried, but when he saw the state of his motor that was destroyed in a mess. Of course Arinda roared loudly. For him, the bike was his life. The life she spent working for her mother and children.