When Love Passes Home

Part X is about four in the afternoon

At about four in the afternoon, the new Dimas

back from the tutoring place asking for help

Malik to take her to the market, where

Magnolia is selling. That day was the day

IPA and Magnolia follow-up has been

promised to take the test to his brother.

However, when Dimas picks her up, the girl

it's not in school anymore. Although

so, his heart felt relieved after getting

info from one of the teachers when Magnolia is already

complete all exams and go straight

homecoming.

But, he knew his sister would not return home

homehouse. Magnolia used to keep a shirt

in the bag and she changed clothes at the WC

general in the market and then sell.

Magnolia bikes are also not home.

Since morning he has been carrying

the bike to the market with

easy without the need to ride public transport.

"Yesia? There was." replied Jajang so Dimas

difficulty finding his sister. The market has

pretty quiet, although there are still some

the seller who holds the trade. Shanties

they are usually near the road

until the young reached by pedestrians

passing coincidence.

"Lookless. The bike's still there."

Dimas pointed towards the trunk of the series tree

alias kersen. The Magnolia Bike

parked there, a sign that the girl

haven't come home.

"If it's not outside, it means it's nawarin

goods get inside. Just go in, deh.

There's still hours sold at los."

Jajang pointed towards los at the back

them. The first line is a bit quiet, though,

there are still some vegetable sellers. Dimpled

which was requested several times by Magnolia

to stop by the vegetable merchant's place

he knows some of his sellers.

"Okay, thanks, Bang." Dimas smiled. Him

then look at Malik who is still there

his motorcycle. His friend is still

wearing the same helmet and jacket

previously borrowed by Magnolia. Two days

after passing out near their house,

Magnolia returns jackets and sandals

Malik. Special jacket, he washes and

spray lots of clothes fragrances

so that Malik is not angry.

"Thank you for the jacket. I washed it with Dettol,

Molto. The net is using Rapika. Anyway

there are no germs anymore. Sandals too

I brushed.”

Malik had not even opened it

mouthparts. However, Magnolia had already escaped

it was as fast as lightning and refused to look at his face

more than a minute.

Afterwards, Malik no longer saw the trunk

nose Magnolia to Dimas asking

his help returned to accompany him

the young man looked for his sister to the market.

"Yes, it might still be inside. I want to

go in first find him. You want to wait or

back?"

Malik seems to be weighing

at the same time as the phone

vibrate and he gets a call from

the mother.

"Yes, Bun? I'm at the market again. Nemenin Dimas

nyari Yaya's."

Malik calls his mother, Laura Hasjim

call Mother and the woman when

hearing the name Magnolia mentioned by

his son, so excited.

"Meet Yaya?"

"Yet, Bun. New sample. Dimas wants to

search for. I'm planning on going straight home."

"Hey, don't go home yet." Laura said,

"Mother nitip buy salt soy sauce, sesame oil,

same leeks buy five thousand. Wear money

you first. Mommy's home change. Wanted

cook rice Hainan.”

Malik had not even answered because

Laura immediately disconnected.

That way, he could no longer refuse

when asked to do something. Laura

hapal was right in the character of his one son.

Therefore, he turned back to

Dimas is still waiting for an answer

from her.

"Gue's coming in. Told Mommy to shop."

Dimas nodded right as Malik said

if he's gonna park the bike near

cherry tree, not far from Magnolia bike

be in. Only then was the handsome dream

many girls in the school rushed

following the already-first Dimas

walk in los.

As Dimas had previously alleged, the market

it's kind of lonely. But, as far as his eyes

looking at her, there was no face of her sister where

pun. Malik behind him had already rushed to

shop sweets so then, Dimas

decided to walk past the seller

vegetable. There, he will ask

the salesman who was familiar with his sister, who knows

they know the existence of Magnolia. 2

Near the onion stand, courtesy of Mak Surti,

Dimas heard a woman's voice

middle-aged was nagging accompanied by a voice

whose cry he knew well.

Therefore, Dimas also accelerated the pace

towards the source of the sound and once it arrived, he did not

can withstand the surprise.

“Do not move, Neng. Item all. Sick emang.

But, if not scraped, not healed.”

mak Surti said in a tone-filled voice

concerned, “Yes Allah, pity very much

gini kayak.

“Sick, Mom. Yaya never scraped.”

Mak Surti cut off Magnolia greeting, “If

you didn't vomit like that, no

I'll scrape. Very sorry, ah. Where

this thin dry body. Fortunately, you are white

saucy.”

Dimas who had already stepped towards the source

sound slowly in the end not

power to resist the taste of grief when finding

his sister sat with half of his body

behind open. Mak Surti

spirit dented his back

using five hundred color coins

yellows. The distinctive smell of balm penetrates into

close your eyes when you see Magnolia

rubbing her tears with her back

hand.

“Still small have been looking for money until it hurts like this.

If I were my son, I wouldn't let you hang around

clothesline under the sun's heat, got tested.”

Mak Surti's face looked sad and Dimas

I saw a man she knew

with the name Beni, was watering the former

vomiting not far from them.

Mak Surti mentioned vomiting.

Did his sister vomit too?

“Eh, no Dimas.”

Beni's voice was done cleaning

the remnants of Magnolia vomit make two

the woman who is now sitting under the sales desk,

tarpaulin tarpaulin used selling red onions, beralas,

seperpak looked towards him. Dimpled

automatically smile even though he feels clumsy.

Scrap marks on Magnolia's back as if

heart and heart until

be split. He didn't know even after

for days, the condition of his youngest sister has not

also recovered.3

Last night they were still learning

together though not as before,

Dimas ended their study session at

eleven o'clock at night and order the Magnolia

repose.

“Yaya hurts?”

Dimas tried to squat near his sister.

But, Magnolia then told him to

away, “Sanaan, Mas. Here the smell of balm.”

His sister seemed uncomfortable,

but Dimas did not think of staying away.

Mak Surti is still insistent on finishing

his job while Magnolia's been

grimacing marks can not stand.

“Ang.” Mak Surti tells Dimas,

“The body was so cold, just now. Good thing though

already vomiting. Out all the pain.”

Dimas extended his right hand to

touching forehead Magnolia. But, just one

seconds because the girl immediately brushed off the sign

embarrassed.

“Mas, ah, sanaan. Don't look at Yaya

dress up.”

Magnolia squirmed and

close your eyes at the end of the coin

driven Mak Surti scraping skin

his back is deep enough.

“This policy directly drink Resist Wind. Continues

sleeps. No need to sell tomorrow. Reckless

really looking for money when it hurts again.”

Magnolia was too busy frowning

sick so he no longer cared

wejangan Mak Surti

automatically send everything to

Dimas.

“Don't give me a malem first, Mas. This

pity the Yaya until she shakes her body.

Brackets if necessary. I feel sorry for the same

hers. No father should find money

by himself, he said he wanted to enter SMANSA. If

I have money, I love it. Where is his son

submissive.. “.

Dimas nodded. Seen by the face

Magnolia that doesn't even seem to care

with Mak Surti.

Her lips even reply, “Next no

eat.” who made the boy

trying to hold back the crying. feuds

they came down yesterday to that problem

same and he who feels Magnolia fixed

taken care of by mom, feeling very slapped

with this situation. To my mom, Magnolia

is a stepchild who is not entitled to

anything at all.

“It's done?” the sudden voice of Malik

appearing behind Dimas makes Magnolia

who did not expect his presence

ask Mak Surti to stop. Him

instantly become very agitated and trying

covering the back of her body

open-ended.

“Bentar, Deck. Little more. Ntar lo is sick again. At

home no one helps ngerok.”

Malik was silent for a moment when his eyes

catch the blackish red stripes in

the skinny back of Magnolia. But, uh,

as fast as lightning he turned back to

Dimas and tried to smile as if not

seeing nothing, including how red

magnolia face due to pain relief.

“Udah, Mak. Yaya is fine.”

Mak Surti finally gave up. Tidied

the rest of the scrapings on the body of Magnolia and

clean the remaining oil with a washcloth

out of nowhere. After one massage in

nape of Magnolia, he finally saves

container balm and help Magnolia

fixing underwear and sweatshirts

donned.

“Do not wander. Go straight home and

rest.” order Mak Surti.

"Yes, Mommy." Dimas answered first.

He didn't care at the time that Magnolia didn't

agree with his words. But Dimas is not

take dizziness. After taking all

magnolia merchandise already in existence

in a cloth bag, he then

holding his sister's hand and saying goodbye

with Mak Surti.

"Go home, yeah, Mom. Bang Beni, Yaya's home."

Beni the chili pepper waving

smearing a clove cigarette on his lips, temporarily

Mak Surti rose from his current place

sit down to get back to the onion sales stand

and his potatoes. Magnolia itself,

walking down his head as soon as he

passing Malik as usual mute

and not responding at all. Him

just looking at his current hand

linked to Dimas's fingers. Occasional

brother rubbed his dry skinny fingers

his sister and at the time, Magnolia occasionally

close your eyes and remember,

dimas' treatment of him was so similar

with what Dad always did for him.

If time could come back, he would love to

papa wakes up so he can say

magnolia missed him a lot.

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