Am I Different?
Arriving in Malang

We are waiting for my cousin to come back. Long enough we had to wait for him, tired and a little hungry.

"Dad, laper," I said.

"Wait here yes, let me buy food first in the front stall," said Father.

I nodded my head. I sat down to put my head on my mother's shoulder. I looked around me, suddenly my gaze stopped on a girl standing by the chair, that girl was my magical friend Esther.

I saw Esther looking at me with a smile. I looked at him in my mind and said, Yes, this is a demon, so illegal passengers too.

"Hello Keyla, he said he sneered at me" Esther said.

My eyes glared at him, he just laughed looking at me. Not long after, my father also came with a bag of crackles containing food in his hand.

"This is Dek, the rice rames," said Dad while giving his food to me.

I accepted my father's gift while mocking Esther.

"Keyla why?" ask Mother.

Without realizing it, my mother noticed me earlier.

"No, Esteh followed us, he was an illegal passenger" I said, pointing to Esther.

"Just let it go, quickly eat the hunt Brother Ega came," said Mother.

"Yes Ma'am, the Esteh in the station stay here aja Bu, so it will be suitable for the title of the novel The Beautiful Waiting Station," I said.

"You're on Deck" said Dad.

I devoured my food as well, looking at Esther who was currently pouting after hearing my words.

When I almost finished my food from a distance I saw Brother Ega walking towards us, he walked in tandem with a beautiful girl.

"Dad, that's Brother Ega" I said.

Because it's still far away and crowded, so I don't pay attention to it. Until Brother Ega was near us, he called my father.

"Om Dimas" Ega's brother called Dad.

He looked towards the voice that called out to him.

"Gee" replied Dad.

Sister Ega and the beautiful girl who was nearby also shook our hands one by one.

"Come, Om, Aunt, Keyla, I'm sorry to pick her up late because the road is jammed again" said Ega.

"Yes, is it okay, Hmm This is your fiancee?" ask Dad.

"Yes Om, introduce his name Zahra" said Kak Ega introducing his fiancee to us.

"Hello Om, Auntie, Keyla my name is Zahra" said the beautiful sister who turns out her name is Zahra, she calmly introduced herself.

"I'm sorry yesterday Om and the family could not attend" said Dad again.

"Yes Om is okay, let's Om because Uti is waiting at home," asked Kak Ega.

That Uti was a call to my grandmother used by Sister Ega. We walked out of the station to Kak Ega's car which was parked in front of the station.

After arriving at the side of the car, we immediately entered the white avanza owned by Kak Ega who was enough to carry us all and my family's luggage.

"Why don't you bring an ordinary car? As far as I know the car is black saloon brother," I asked while in the car.

"So Brother bring it later not fit, you want to stay at the station?" ask Brother Ega while mocking me.

"Sister Ega always mengeselin if answered," said I grumbled.

"Key, that's your hand why?" ask Brother Zahra.

"Let's let me tell you a story, sister. I'm afraid to remember what happened" I replied with a gloomy face.

Sister Ega who saw me looked gloomy, trying to melt the atmosphere so as not to happen awkwardness. During the trip I also told about the incident I experienced while in the train earlier.

Zahra's sister who listened to me tell a story looked terrified. I stared hard at him.

"Keyla, don't look at it, you're scared" Zahra said.

I laughed out loud at the expression that Brother Zahra showed. Without us knowing it, we also arrived at the luxurious house of Kak Ega.

We got out of the car, and Mom and Dad dropped off the luggage. Brother Zahra and Brother Ega also helped.

I put my feet first into the house, I want to quickly lay my body on a soft mattress.

Tok tok....

"Assalamualaik." I said my greetings while knocking on the door of the house.

"Wa'alaikum salutations." A voice came from inside answering my greeting.

The door began to open, looking the figure of an old woman who still looked graceful.

"Grandmother" I said as I hugged her.

"My beautiful grandson, long time no visit, Uti kangen," said Grandma.

"I call him Grandma, not the rich Uti Kak Ega, Nek hehehe" I said as I looked at Kak Ega.

"Just like Nduk" said Grandma.

"Yes, I want to lie down, Grandma, tired" I said.

We also started to enter the house. I walked straight into the room to watch television. I turned on the television and threw my body on the couch.

"Rest in the room only Nduk, so tired of missing," said Grandma who had been accompanying me.

"Here alone Nek, want to watch television," I said.

"Yes, Grandma stay first, yes" said Grandma.

I too with my handkerchief that is just nodding my head without answering it. I was looking for my favorite channel, I laughed at the cartoons I was playing.

"Daddy, you're not sleeping anymore?" ask Mother.

"No, ma'am, please come here first" I replied.

My family also enthusiastically gathered with me. The cool air made me feel calmer. Although it's late afternoon, but the air is not the same as the city where I live.

We chatted starting from asking news and activities that we are living, to Kak Zahra recommend some tourist attractions that we need to visit when in the poor city.

I just listened to their conversation without answering. All I remember when I was here was an apple that was the hallmark of the poor city.

"Keyla, from that moment just shut up," said Brother Zahra.

"Esually do not know what to say Kak, who I know the apple, want to dong in buyin," I said with a smile

"Ni a mulu food boy," said Brother Ega trying to mock me.

"In habit, if not eat later I fainted," I said while pouting to see Brother Ega.

They all laughed when they heard my words.

"Even, the reason mulu ni boy, eat a lot is not big-gede," said Brother Ega tried to mock me again.

"Mother, Brother Ega is loh," I said.

Mom just smiled at me.

"Gee, your sister's crying" Grandma said.

I also mocked Sister Ega when she heard Grandma defending me.

"Husss, you two are the same, always crowded alone when gathered," said Grandma.

I saw Grandma's face looking happy when I saw us gathering. This is the atmosphere I have long missed. But because of the distance of the city that is too far, which makes my family forced to rarely visit my grandmother.

Seriate....

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