When Love Passes Home
Part I "Abang Malik, want to be Yaya's guy, right? Or Yaya's husband?"
When Magnolia expressed her feelings
to Malik Galih Kencana, right on the day
Valentine, same day as the date
born, the girl was four
those twelve years only get one
the grunts of the handsome old boy
same age as Dimas, brother alone
his puppet. Malik lived across
with their home and become friends
playing Dimas since childhood. Even so, though,
he always threw his face away when he was
Magnolia joined in when they
play.
He had prepared himself for
a week to express likes like
the comic book scenes he always reads
rental places. But, I don't know why
the result did not even go smoothly.
Not a nod or just a reply
say "I'll think" or "you're not
it suits me", the response he got
completely beyond Magnolia's expectations.
Malik's mother, Laura Hasjim, was
responding to Magnolia's statement of feeling
with a small laugh. Every time he sees a child
her neighbor seduces her son
the puppet, Laura was warming up
Malik and said that in the future
coming, he could be a good soul mate for
Magnolias. However, as before
previously, Malik only considered his mother
he joked and preferred
get away from her house and drive me out of my way
the direction of the library is not
away from their home or
even bookstores, wherever the origin is not
I met with Magnolia often.
"Don't take heart. Malik is, kind of
a little stiff, introverted pretentious." Laura
explained as he stood in front of the fence
her house. Teen magnolia medium
holding a bar of Silverqueen chocolate
decorated with red ribbons that were once
he's gonna leave it to Malik. Darling, honey,
the sixteen-year-old boy was hunted
passed while pulling Dimas' hand
I don't believe in the behavior of my sister
that birth.
"No, Bude. Chocolate's for Bude."
Magnolia smiled with a big smile and
handing chocolate in his grip
to Laura, then she took a break and moved
to his green bicycle
lichens. There's a bell on the side
right and he's ready to climb the thing
when she heard Laura calling.
"Where are you going? Malik's going that way, you know."
Magnolia smiled back at Laura, too,
then he pointed towards the paper bag
being in a basket in front of the bike.
It was quite familiar in Laura's eyes because of her
also often use this in
kitchen itself.
"You go to the market. Sell washcloth first, mumpung
holiday." said Magnolia, grinning
showing off the smile on his thin face.
The fourteenth of February falls on the day
Weeks. It has been four months since
papa's death, Magnolia attempted
everything he can to survive. When
there is no season, he will go to
market place. With his savings, he bought what
just in the number of dozens and sell it
back in retail form. A dozen laps
the boxes were sold for fourteen
thousand. He bought about ten dozen. Remainder
the stock was placed in the room and
Magnolias usually carry four or five
a dozen sold for ten thousand to
four seeds. When the trade is sold, he will
back to the wholesale center, buy the lap stock and
take the difference to buy things
another the next day.
Every morning, before school, Magnolia will
stop by the rice vendor.
He's become some kind of rice dealer
sit down for friends at school. Exists
twenty or thirty friends
miniip and he got five hundred
up to a thousand dollars for one package,
plus one bonus from the seller, Bu Baras, the,
for breakfast rations Magnolia, which later
he gave it to Dimas.
Magnolia rarely had breakfast and she just liked it
drink water and two milky sweets
her favorite. The combination is enough
keep him full until noon. She's new
will eat if there is leftover rice that does not sell
or buy rice in warteg not far from
market place.
Since Mama said she wouldn't
take care of it again, Magnolia begins
brace oneself. He was able to hold on for as long
months without funding
even though the brother is dead
set aside his pocket money that is not
how much for my sister. Dimas never
willing and heart to see his sister must
slamming bones when he should
learn and have fun like a teenager
othersmore. But, Dimas never knew that
never been given pocket money
his mother, he had saved some money.
"No, Mas. Lo nabung. Papa is
have heritage. But that's for you, kids
honestly, while I'm not, I don't know,
my own status is either in this family,
in the eyes of the state, or in the eyes of religion. I
maybe fourteen. But, I
asked if I graduated in college, son
like me, the result of cheating, not entitled
got nothing, even bint Papa."
Nothing is more sad for Dimas
compared to watching his youngest brother
smiling and waving refused
the gift though was the rest of his pocket money
by oneself.
"Mama said, I'm a bastard."
A bastard has no right to anything. Him
clearly hearing his mother's curse
to Magnolia a few months ago. But, uh,
his sister was not angry.
"What's angry about? Oh, what Mama said
everything's right."
Dimas did not know the truth of the youngest's words.
But that makes it even more
study hard and don't want to disappoint
Magnolia, his favorite Yaya, the little one who
even able to work hard in order to
his stomach remains filled.
"If Mamas is ashamed of having a younger sister like Yaya,
as Keke feels, tell me, yes.
Yaya will go far…"
Dimas always forbids Magnolia from granting
a wish he never agreed to. Little sister
the flowers always want to go because they don't
the Resilient is always expelled and abandoned by
Mama and Kezia, however, if Magnolia
go, where is Dimas going to find his sister?
Where will the little girl live?
“To where, Mas. Yaya has one mission..”.
Magnolia never finished the sentence
even though Dimas asked her to
proceeding. Magnolia has locked
her lips were tight and she just
giving a smile to one-on-one
the only brother he had.
His secret will be kept by himself.
The secret will be the mission he will be
finish it later, when he's an adult and when
the time has come, as a proof
last and when God is still dear
to him, the mission would be a gift
most beautiful for Dimas, brother
his favorite.
***
“So High School kids are good, Mas?” ask
Magnolia one night before Dimas
I went to Malik's house to
studying together. At that time Magnolia was sitting
eighth grade and a few months away
will be a ninth grade student,
dimas was in the eleventh grade.
The chance to talk to both of them like this is great
rarely occurs. My brother was always busy studying,
take extra tutoring, or as of now,
learn with Malik to achieve
the goal is to become a faculty student
medical.
“Enak, lah. The most beautiful memories of time
the school was in High School. Ngapain
wondering?PR yet? Don't bother Malik
continue.”
Dimas was wearing a jacket
his favorite is white
while Magnolia itself is standing on
front of a well-lit terrace.
Mom reasoned they needed to skimp and
installing lights with large wattage is
a waste. But, Magnolia knows
that's not. Mom did it intentionally
magnolia is not frequent
hanging out on the terrace. When the atmosphere of the terrace is not
at ease, her stepdaughter must not be at home and
would lock himself in his room.
My mom will be happy because it means something
he would not see faces often
Magnolias.
“Gue likes him, kok.” Magnolia retaliated without
she is ashamed and ignores her new age
fourteen so Dimas is only capable
shaking head, “Enterprise learning,
I can just have a crush on people. If you are pinter, champion
continue, any guy will line up deketin.”
Dimas knows, Magnolia will always obey
his words. But the case of Malik, specifically,
he was never obeyed. Malik is like
an obsession that could make Magnolia
the quiet ones become aggressive and a little
sucks.
"Did, that, mah, they're in line to ask
given a PR cheat or a repeat." Magnolias
give up until Malik chuckles
overheard him.
“Besides you, he's the one I love the most. But, I
know yourself, Mas. Malik Galih Kencana is not
I'm going to go in my direction, it's ugly, it's,
bastard again. You think I
it will not be handled equally by all of you
because I don't know myself.”.
Magnolia stopped talking because of Dimas
before this was buttoning the zipper
the jacket immediately squeezes both arms of the Magnolia
stout-strong.
“Stop saying you bastard son. Lo adek me.”
Dimas' face implied a deep anger
he's not hiding at all. Chested
it was pounding very hard and his eyes were glittering
signs do not like to hear what is new
just come out of his sister's lips
those. Meanwhile, Magnolia himself
look around before him
forming index cues at the fingertips
so that Dimas does not harden the sound.
“Awas, Mama will hear. He will not
likes.” Magnolia flickers the eyelids
his right side walked backwards
trying to let go of his brother's hand.
“Titip greetings, yes, make Bang Malik. Tonight
I also want to learn, even if I don't know
what I learned, after all, selling in the market can be
a lot of money, anyway. But I kept going to school
because you asked for it even though school did not
fun again. There's no two of you and Keke
always be careful when you see me.”
Though united by the same blood, Kezia
not as eloquent as Dimas. Like her mother, Kezia
no longer love Magnolia as much as it used to be.
He blamed the presence of his brother
the flowers as the cause of destruction
their families.
Fortunately, only Mama and Kezia were
think differently. Malik's parents and
their neighbors are always looking
Magnolia was like her usual self. In fact,
Laura Hasjim never scolded
Magnolia though hairy teen girl
the back is blatantly
fancied son.
Malik Galih Kencana was sixteen
years are a brilliant boy.
His face was handsome and his eyebrows thick.
Her hair was thick and her skin was clean.
His nose is sharp and symmetrical. Malik
have reddish colored lips and
neat rows of teeth that always make
Magnolia was fascinated when she smiled. But, uh,
not just Magnolia. In the village and in
school, Malik can be said to be an idol.
Therefore, Laura Hasjim is not too
surprised to see Magnolia so obsessed
to his son.
"It's just a feeling." Dimas rose up because
he heard a call from the direction
fence. Both himself and Magnolia later
hurry to the source of the sound. Malik
already standing there, waiting for his best friend.
I saw Magnolia's face from behind
dimas' back, Malik then locks
his lips tightened and immediately turned around
to his house without much talking.
"Bang Malik, have you eaten a ballom?" Magnolias
soaring while waving hands
in hopes of getting a reply. But, uh,
actually he knows, Malik won't
giving answers. That handsome boy
always behave like that even when Dimas
his best friend.
"Whispering. Get in there. Learn to pinter!"
Dimas fluttered his right hand
trying to get his sister out when he
closing the turnstile. Ponytail hair
Magnolia swayed as she shook her head,
however, it was Dimas' gaze that told him to
stop being silly in the end
keep him quiet and only be able to
let's smile wide
the shadow of his brother and Malik disappeared into the
the terrace of the Hasjim family home.
"Bang Malik's. Titip Mamas, yes. If
recalcitrant, just jewer." exclaimed Magnolia to
last time before Malik really
close the door and let the fans
he looked at his neighbor's house
in silence for a few seconds.
It didn't take long, Magnolia then
their house was a few seconds ago
locked by Kezia. He did not protest because
his own room is outside the house,
a former shop that later did not
my mom used to sell some
last year. Magnolia officially lives there two
the day after Papa was buried because of Mama
refusing to be in a room
same with himself.
It also made Dimas
very disappointed in his mother, but she
can't get much of a fight. Someways
also, he still needs funding support from
his mother continued to continue school.
"Don't think Yaya. There is a sky and a moon
friends are lonely. Anyway, roving
terminal, bring thermos and saset coffee is good
add money."
He doesn't have to worry about getting angry
Mama for coming home late at night, no matter
he is still a teenager
it should be at home. Thankfully, it's over
studying with Malik, Dimas will
he went to the terminal and took
Magnolia went home together. Speech as
thank you, my sister always bought it
food to warm their stomachs
sometimes it is a rumble towards the middle
nightly.
Although different mothers, they are still brothers and sisters
Dimas could never let the
youngest alone. He is too dear to
her sister is beyond her own life and she
he promised Papa to always
make the Magnolia stay at home.
Years later, he had to
let her sister go to get away from her
everyone he loves.
***
Malik and Dimas are best friends.
They were both friends since they were in SD.
Both have the same favorite,
exercise, and have a great interest
in the world of health. When they are in class
nine Junior High, Malik plans to take
medical majors. Unexpectedly, Dimas too
want the same department, so
when it comes to High School, they choose the most
popular and studied very hard, so that
their dreams can be easily achieved.
Unlike Dimas, Kezia and Magnolia
only SMP students are worth an average. Fuckery
who are always spoiled, not always
get satisfactory value when SD
and SMP. Magnolia, on the other hand, though
his abilities are just the average Junior High child, though,
he can take the hearts of teachers with
winning various sports and
occasional art competitions. None of them
who knew that teenage girl
doing it for a gift
so that he can continue living
few months. But in the eyes of people
man, Magnolia is a very good student
easy to tell and never
complaining that he had to train
dusk arrives.
He was happy to do it because of the side
schools often have lunch
for him and since then, he's been getting more and more comfortable
be in school. In addition, when
Dimas and Malik are still in school
the same with him, he had a chance
to see Malik who often does
MIPA excrement activities without being discovered
the person directly. He even often
once made the mistake of throwing
basketball, volleyball, the location of the court
it's close to the lab room and ask
the entry pass took the ball for the sake of
carrying out intentions.
"Can you catch the ball, can't you, anyway?" Malik
throw a volleyball in
class when she is preparing for a presentation.
Back then, Magnolia had not even been aware of having
missed one blow from his friend who
get excited. But, rather than shame
getting angry in front of everyone,
all Magnolia does is
showing off that super wide smile
showing both deep dimples
his own that Kezia and
Dimas. Even so, not yet a Magnolia
he replied, Malik has already
leave him back in class.
That smart, handsome boy was also very clever.
So that Magnolia will no longer bother her
decided to close the classroom door. And
to the poor girl, a snub
Malik was just a wind then and he knew, he knew,
his favorite is emotional and
starving. It was late afternoon and
Malik is usually treated to snacks
the mother when she was at home.
"Well, come home, we're doing it, yuk? Yaya
the tract." exclaimed Magnolia in full
vim. He even uses his hands
right as if it were
hand temporary speaker funnel
he was busy holding the ball. Baby, boro-
boro Malik's answer he heard, he said,
but rather the sharp gaze of the current IPA teacher
it's guiding the exculpated, directional
to him.
"Again, Mom. Just kidding, all right." Magnolias
take a thousand steps and run fast
to the volleyball court without looking back.
Most importantly, Malik wants to
talk to him because usually, boro-
boro opened his mouth. Fell at him
just returning greetings like
good morning or a compliment
Magnolia just did, she's never
do it at all, no matter what,
malik and Dimas' relationship is even more
sticky from glue.
***
A small throw successfully hit
short sleeve dark blue t-shirt
Magnolia wear. He looked towards the
the person who pretends to be busy giving
instructions to a mother who wants to
riding motor.
"Reply.return."
His skinny leather-clad hand was rather
a little sore because it stung too long
sunlight and Magnolia observing
appearance of a late-teenage young man
the year in silence. He's too
sleepily. That fucking math review
has made him stay up. Though
before he did it.
However, Dimas forced him to continue
learn even if he thinks, that
no use at all.
"Learn, Deck. Don't lose to Keke. Him
this material does not reach ten
minutes and nearly two hours
push up to number ten."
Kezia deserves success, Magnolia thought.
Mom asked Bude for special help
Laura to get Malik to teach her. Malik
the Magnolia poultice is right, much smarter
and the smart one from Dimas, taught Kezia the
he knows more stupid than himself
voluntarily. Very jomplang when
compared to himself. Malik is not
ever wanted to talk a lot before
Magnolia opens her voice, she's on the run.
In fact, my mom accidentally locked the door
so that Magnolia doesn't peek at them. But, uh,
from behind the living room window, he could see,
my mom always said she had no money,
preparing his favorite chocolate balls
Malik and the handsome young man replied
my mother's kindness with a smile
which makes Magnolia wish he could
being in the living room and being
malik's disciple of Dimas
always scolded him every time he failed.
After helping the woman
parking the bike, Jajang, that young man
pelting Magnolia with a pack
the cigarette approached the girl.
"Lo not back? It's afternoon. The market is empty.
Lap you don't do good?"
Jajang pointed towards the pile of kitchen wipes
who is in the arms of Magnolia. Already
half actually. She was
bring five dozen. That means he
he had already made about seventy
thousand rupiahs. But, Magnolia chose to
shake.
"Lumayan, really. I sell from the clock
eleven."
Lucky for a time until he
you can go home faster and sell
longer than usual. Even now, though,
Dimas nags more often because of him
you should learn instead of selling.
"Lo's third grade, Dek. Time to study
not sales. Want to get in SMANSA like me, please,
right?"
He knows, being a student of SMA Negeri 1 Jakarta
It's not easy, especially
for whose brain is just like her.
He also knew clearly, the entrance fee
the school is not cheap. With two
children who must be financed to enter school
this year, my mom will definitely
whining and complaining as it has been
already have. Magnolia was never again
tasting mama's money. He doesn't even remember
when was the last time you were given pocket money
that step.
"Reverse, dah. People want to
close." Jajang pointed towards los. There are still
some vegetable vendors are selling.
Magnolia knows them all. There's Bang Beni, there's,
chili maker. Mpok Anis, the cabbages, and
Mak Surti, onion and potato.
They often talk, especially if
the buyer is deserted. Not infrequently, eat
lunch together even if only food
it consists of white rice
mountains, meatball sauce and fried bakwan.
"anytime soon. The market is still rame, huh." Magnolias
evaporate once again. He really
sleepily. But he still believes
someone will buy the rest of the merchandise.
"Rame-rame, from which side?" Singletons
babbling, "Lo road until staggering.
Where's your brother? He usually likes to pass the clock
this."
Jajang and Dimas have a childlike nature
twins when they talk about Magnolia.
One of them is a home child and
the other one's a street kid, but, both
it will be noisy when you see the condition of Magnolia
different from his usual self.
Anyway, why, anyway they must be noisier and
tell her to go home? As if Magnolia was
a weak child who does not know how to take care of himself.
"Go home, bye." Jajang told me again. Worrying
the condition of Magnolia. But, who has
the body chooses to shake.
"Stage. Magrib I sold to
terminals. I brought the same thermos of coffee. Lo
wanna?" Magnolia pointed downwards
tree series, not far from where they are when
this resides. He did not want to go home because he already
plan to proceed to the sales terminal
after the market is empty.
"God. Say again lo. Not studying
even selling."
Magnolia scratches the hair just in time
the trade was rejected by a woman
plump body with red lipstick
lit
"I don't use school. Ngabisin.
At the end of the day, I still sell
same washcloth coffee. Mending me sell kayak
gini. Uh, I'm again feeding capital so I can
kayak Bang Beni Chili Sale. Very in demand
it's."
Jajang turned his head towards Beni's chili field,
a very familiar trader
with them. Beni also taught
Magnolia how to trade and not infrequently
ask Magnolia to replace him when Beni
be against.
"Take in the parent market. Mayan loh fortunately.
I'm about, five thousand in profit. Buy it
retail, more."
"You are a boy." said Jajang. Just this once
he saw a five-year-old girl
twelve reckless choose to be a chili dealer
to survive. Magnolia is
tell Jajang about his status at
in family. He sympathizes, but he does not
can do a lot. Himself too
similar fate. The difference, Jajang forced
I ran away from the village because I couldn't survive
with his family who often arranged.
"Lo's lyrics." Magnolia sticking out tongue. At
at the same time, Jajang saw the figure of Dimas,
the older brother of the girl was standing on the corner of the street,
watching his sister in silence. Hose
a few seconds, Dimas who was then accompanied
by a boy of his age, all Jajang knows is
his best friend aka Gebetan Magnolia, waving
calling sister.
"No, back. Wanted by mandor lo." Singletons
magnolia shoulder menoel. Sweet girl dimpled
the cheek turned towards Dimas and
excited to see the presence
Malik next to his brother.
Without saying goodbye, he ran away from Jajang
and meet the two boys.
"Dad, there's Brother. Deliberately come here to pick up Yaya,
huh uh?"
Jajang looked with his eyes
the head was so lethargic and lackluster
the girl and her eyes really
dim when talking about him who is not
intending to continue school. Now, in minutes
different, he seems to change. As if
charge using the most cables
expensive in the world.
Unfortunately, the super handsome charger cable
he is currently looking at a neighbor boy
that super centile, don't know at all,
one day he was the cause
Magnolia decided to leave.
***
