
POV Rica
The morning air that felt so good I felt so fresh hit my face and body when I was awakened by the sound of the azan from the mosque near the house of Sulis, I have been living in a Sulis house for a week with all the activities that we feel like fun compared to my association in my hometown until I wonder why it feels different, so much so, is this what is called the pleasure of gratitude when mother gave me pocket money is not as big as father gave all this time but let me enjoy all this with gratitude.
After the dawn prayers I and Sulis went shopping for our wares today and the mas bayu after dawn went straight to work, while momong zahra's mother who now wants to stay at home.After finishing shopping there happens to be atm near the market then I fad check my bank account balance was increased from the amount before her even exceeding the 3 billion figure when previously not this much, I had time to think whether the father, mother or aa roby who transfer but let me accept first the important halal money whispered me in my heart.
After atm we immediately went home after we previously bought breakfast and a box of tea bottles for us to put at home as a thirst-relieving drink, 30 minutes later by using rickshaws we have reached home.
"Assalamualaikum.." We simultaneously entered the house.
"Wa'alaikumsalam.have come home to you nduk.." asked the mother as she swept from the kitchen.
"Alhamdulillah ma'am, here we buy breakfast lontong kikil for all of us ma'am, for zahra white porridge, ma'am.."serruku sumringah.
"Oh yes ma'am, this is rika buy tea bottle box for drinking at home, write stacking in the refrigerator yes ma'am.."serru sulis.
"Yes nduk, put it in the refrigerator aja yes.."sahut mother while smiling at me.Tak long after tidying up our groceries breakfast together and I also feed zahra with white porridge like her.
After breakfast we sat down to unwind in the family room while watching the favorite cartoon of zahra, I approached mother and sulis while slowly wanting to talk about something.
"Mom, I wrote. Rika wants to talk.."I said nervously.
"Speak what ayu?want to go back to Jakarta?"mother asked while stroking my head.
"No ma'am, there is no plan to go home to Jakarta.rika wants to ask permission something, ma'am." answered me timidly.
"What's a boy, don't be afraid.."mom stroked my cheek gently.
"Actually try to wonder if there is a strategic cafe near the house that will be sold via instagram, mom..."my mother and sulis looked at me seriously.
"What do you mean, ayu...?"ask the confused mother.
"Rika wants to give to mother, scribe and mas bayu, ma'am.rika please accept do not refuse, ma'am..."I said pleading with my eyes that were starting to heat up to hold back the tears that were about to flow.
For a moment we all fell silent because of my sudden impressed plea to them.
"Cah ayu.."call mom while stroking my back.
"Yes ma'am." answered me softly.
"Is this not too much nduk, we sincerely accept you in this simple house nduk.." said mother looked at me lovingly.
"For the simplicity of the mother-of-the-family, Rika understood the meaning of a family, ma'am." continued me crying.
"Thank you, ma'am." I said to myself.
"Okaya-sama.ayo we ready to sell us my children.." said the mother and we followed while chasing zahra cutely towards the kitchen.
After the zhuhur merchandise we have prepared to stay in the field only after Ashar later, waiting for ashar we sleep in each room.In my room lay my body on a soft bed while opening a photo album on my phone, I look at the family photos there is a father, mother,aa roby, and,myself and my sisters make my longing more and more so that my tears flow full of longing.Because of crying for a long time my eyes sleepy and sound asleep until entering the time ashar.
Soon mas bayu came home from his online ngojek so we could once transport all our sales,mother and zahra walked behind us.Setiba on the zahra lapak sat mother in a chair near the sales table and alhamdulilah zahra according to until we tidied up the sales faster, and then we finished the sales faster,before long buyers began to arrive to buy our merchandise thank God very crowded until we were quite overwhelmed but their patience in queuing made us comfortable serving them.
It did not feel time passed at 10 pm our trading was exhausted and the three of us immediately tidied up the dirty tools to take home while mother and zahra had returned home from Isya earlier, after arriving at the house we washed the dirty tools to clean all.
After making things right we sat together in the family room while watching the tv show and as usual mother split the profits and set aside capital to buy our sales tomorrow.Tak long mother started talking to all of us.
"My children all." - cried mother to us.
"Yes ma'am."so we answered my mother.
"There's something I want to talk to all of you, especially the baby as a mother's son." said the mother.
"If your baby can know what you want to get to...?"ask bayu.
"Begini le,rika was proposing that we sell at the cafe,le.." said the mother stared at the baby mas.
"Sorry before mom, rika.what is this is not excessive.honestly I sincerely consider you as a sister, rika.."mas bayu expressed her feelings at length.
"I understand, I am grateful to be considered a brother because in the midst of you I feel a calm that I have never felt all this time."My tears flowed hard to hold.
"Oh Allah, we are grateful to have you as a family." said the baby stare at me.
"For his decision we leave it to mother as our parents." said the baby again.
"Well then, rika.mom agreed to your good intentions son just that I don't want to take it for granted." replied the mother.
"What do you mean by mother?"ask me confused.
"We mean that our mothers make this a joint effort, there must be a clear agreement, son.so also for the division of profits must be divided equally.that is the intention of the mother"mother explained to all of us.
"Alright mom, we just according to mother's decision, and rika mas ask for help for the procedure.." said mas bayu to me.
"Well mas, if necessary we use a lawyer for verification so that no one uses us and all take care of business licenses, mas. "my address to the baby. Finally relieved that my heart of goodwill was received.