Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 67 Trip Talk

After saying goodbye and leave the car to Mr. Adi, Mas Adit immediately took us off. While Mas Adit was talking to Mr. Adi, Bune and I were arguing about who should be sitting in front of the steering wheel.

"Bune is it. Bune's older" I whispered to Bune.

"Yes, you're the Nduk in front. Son Adit's your partner" Bune won't budge.

"Let's go" Mas Adit invited us who were waiting for him.

Just as I was about to open the door on the center bench, Bune pushed me forward. I flinch and medelik at him.

"Want to nemenin Om Adit in front?"

"Of course, Om" then Sky who was about to enter the middle bench with a spirit of running and then opened the front passenger door.

Bune and I looked at each other. I smiled with relief. While Bune's expression doesn't seem like I can understand.

As soon as entering the car the sky chattered passionately about various things. Starting from his hobby, his new school, his new friends. I warned my son not to disturb Mas Adit's concentration on driving.

After an hour of travel we finally came out of the east Probolinggo toll gate

The time is almost 12:00 p.m.

"We're having lunch first huh, Nduk?" ask Bune to me.

"May" I replied while still staring at my phone.

"Mas, look for rest area or IndoMei Point?" I asked Mas Adit.

"Ready, Boss!"

"You looking for snacks, ma'am?" pinta Sky.

"Hmm" I muttered.

Mas Adit finally turned the car in the IndoMei Point courtyard.

Bune accompanied Sky to buy snacks and cold drinks, while I prepared hodgepodge for us to have lunch.

"Who's cooking?" tanya Mas Adit observed me who was opening plastic bags in which contain concoction of hodgepodge, and just pour seasoning.

"Break together" I answered honestly.

"Enak. I haven't eaten gado-gado in a long time" he said.

"Where are scattered people selling hodgepodge. Why not buy it?" reply sneered.

"Lho. I just returned to Java 3 months ago. Continue to get this project directly" he said while plucking emping and mengocolkan on hodgepodge seasoning.

"Where was the previous one from?" manya curious.

"I'm in Borneo from 2011. The Samarinda-Balikpapan toll road construction project. Same dam as well"

"Hmm the seasoning is delicious" he said while chewing crackers that are also mixed with spices.

My reflexes are smiling, because I'm the one who makes the hodgepodge.

After I finished preparing the hodgepodge, Bune and Sky seemed to come out of IndoMei.

"Mas Adit wants to use sambal?" tanyaku.

"Must be. If you don't care ga afdhol"

After everything was ready, we all enjoyed hodgepodge while chatting.

"Later from here we go to Sukapura Village. At most 2 hours drive. Many inns, hotel "melati", guest house there. Just choose later" said Mas Adit and then feed a spoonful of hodgepodge into his mouth.

"If you want to see the sunrise, Mommy?" my many. Honestly, I want to see the famous sunrise moment of beauty at Mount Bromo.

"If you want to see the sunrise from the inn will leave at one or two in the morning. So later we arrive at Penanjakan 1 at about four or five in the morning. Later from Sukapura Village we can not bring our own car, must ride a jeep or ojek. The road is too steep if you have to use a family car like Erupat. Fear is not strong"

"But the weather is cold. On bringing the same sugarcane jacket gloves, right?" ask Mas Adit.

"Everything is ready. Including knit hats have been brought" I replied.

"I am not yet. His skin is impromptu" he said with a grin.

"Later to stop by the shirt shop is passing by huh? Buy the same jacket for a change of clothes"

After lunch, we continued our journey. Stop by for a while at Bantaran Market there is a clothing store that is still open.

From Bantaran Market the streets began to sloping. Rise and meander. Mas Adit suggested to turn off the car AC and open the window. It was intended that the performance of the car engine focus on driving the vehicle. I felt the typical cold of the mountains that were sinking at my skin.

The sky is asleep. The stomach was full and the cold made him fall asleep quickly. I covered the head of the Sky with a travel pillow so as not to stumble on the car door. From the corner of my eyes, Mas Adit smiled bitterly at the clear sky.

"Sir Jaka how are you, ma'am? Sorry just asked him. It was busy listening and commenting on the Sky chatter" asked Mas Adit.

"Pak Jaka passed away in 2015 yesterday, Nak Adit" Bune said. There was still sadness on his face.

"Son Adit's been anywhere? How come it never looks at all?"

"I'm in Borneo for almost ten years, ma'am. From 2011"

"Well, it's been a while. Boyong's wife's son over there too?"

"My son and wife are dead, ma'am" Mas Adit replied. This time it was Mas Adit's turn to look sad.

I listened to Mas Adit. It must be hard to be left behind by loved ones.

"I'm so sorry, Son Adit"

"Follow your condolences, Mas"

I said and Bune at the same time. Mas Adit nodded and smiled. Our eyes met on the sun visor mirror. My heart thumped for a moment looking at those sharp eyes. I quickly turned my eyes to the outside.

Hey, heart. Be calm!

"Bu Nimas with Wulan when sleepy. The journey is long"

Bune immediately threw his head against the window of the car. While I looked back at the road we were on.

Slowly the time changes

Put my barrel here

Try to forget your shadow

Who always forces 'to miss you

I tried for a long time

Putting myself in the dimness of my heart

Tired of holding back the pain I felt

Even though I know I'm still welcoming you

Look at me here

Against the bitterness of my own destiny

Without you I am weak and insignificant

(Naff ~ Terimpap Laraku)

An old song from the stereo. A bitter look was seen from Mas Adit's eyes when I once again observed him from the sun visor mirror. This song reminds him of his late wife.

I got swept away in those eyes. The song made me feel the pain felt by Mas Adit. Without feeling it, a drop of tear fell down my cheek.

I'll shrink it immediately. Don't let Mas Adit see me cry. It's so weird of me.

Why am I being this melancholy? my inner.

I turned my attention back to the streets. I am grateful I didn't bring my own car here. The road is really dangerous for beginners. Up and winding. Several times there were even sharp turns accompanied by sharp climbs as well. So the car cornered, as well as uphill.

We arrived at Seruni Poin at four o'clock less. After getting a suitable inn we finally parked the car in the inn parking lot.

"The sky can sleep with me. Miss Nimas is with you. So rent two rooms" Mas Adit said, handing me a key. The sky rubbed its eyes in my arms.

"Oh, don't Mas. The sky let me be the same" I rejected his idea.

"The sky's going to be the same room as Om Adit?" ask Mas Adit to the Sky. Not paying attention to my refusal at all.

"Ga problem, Om" Sky replied agreeing to the proposal.

"Sky playing games? Later we can mabar in the room" said Mas Adit while extending his hand to hold him.

The sky immediately let go of my hand, then grabbed Mas Adit's hand.

I breathe heavily.

Come on, it's a kid! Why is it so easy to stick with new people like this? thought frustration.

Mas Adit ordered two rooms with a double bed. Just as I was about to enter the bathroom, Bune suddenly made a sound. Though since entering the inn Bune more silent and observing.

"What do you think Adit's son is?”

"Where's what?" you just don't understand the meaning of Bune's talk.

"Bune just wants to hear your opinion. What kind of person do you think he is?"

Wulan fell silent. Nimas was waiting for his son's answer. Since knowing Wulan, Ms. Nimas has never seen a shady look from Wulan's eyes. Only the wounded look and the feeling of trauma emanated from his eyes. But not this time. Has the child found the patch of his heart?