Are You My Brother ?
They Know it
Morning time.......
When I was just about to leave for work, suddenly there was the sound of a car heading towards my house. I peeked outside, and it was my father's car. I am sure, that belief increased when 2 people consisting of 1 man and 1 woman got out of the car. Fortunately, the house was still locked.
I rushed to my room and packed my things. I had to move out of that memory house again. It didn't take long to pack my things, because it was just a little.
" Candra, you're in my boy's room" cried my mother.
" Candra, come out ! I know you're inside" added my father.
I don't know who told me where I was, but the important thing is that I had to rush out of the house. I went to the back door with a lot of heart. There were no signs out there of my father and mother. They're still behind the front door.
The morning air was quite cold, I ran carrying a sizable bag. I forget about work, the important thing is that I got away from my mom and dad. Until I finally got out of the area of the house without the knowledge of my father and mother. The house will be a memory again. And it seems that I was wrong, it's not really where I came home either. It can be proved by the soul and body leaving the house a second time.
Far away I ran, there seemed to be no sign that my father and mother were chasing me. I remembered my work, which had been forgotten before. I asked permission not to go to work with my boss over the phone for illness. And did not wait long, Mr. Ridho also allowed me not to go to work. He really trusted me.
" I'm sorry sir, I have to betray your trust" I muttered.
" But I promise, only this time I'll lie to you" I added.
The reason why my father, mother or brother never called me was because I had changed my HP number. Just Mr. Anto and a few other people who know, including my boss and some of my coworkers.
I walked along to where my feet were, looking for something I could take shelter of. My mind is heading in one direction, which is the rented house. And my efforts are not in vain, with a considerable distance from my old house there is a rented house that is suitable for me. No matter how small it is, the important thing is that I can use to take shelter from the heat of the day and the darkness of the night.
" So 350 grand per month huh ma'am ?" I asked the middle-aged woman the owner of the contract.
" Yes, brother" he answered.
" In that case, here's the rent for this month" I said, handing out a few bills.
" Thank you, I hope you stay here" he said.
Slowly I opened the door of the rented house, in which there were already more decent items than goods in my old house. I walked deeper, looking at every area in the rented. Everything is still quite well maintained, the floor is quite clean. I'm really very lucky, because the rental price is not too expensive.
But I think I'm really lonely. How not, the house that usually has Mr. Anto I have left and changed with a house full of silence. Yes, Mr. Anto, I also just remembered that I had not asked him about who had told me about my whereabouts to my father and mother.
" Hello, sir," I said by phone.
" Hello Den, what's up ?" Ask me.
" Sir, you're the one who told me about my whereabouts to my father and mother ?" Means back.
" Tell ? No Den, I swear not a father who knows," he replied in a serious tone.
" Aren't you Anto ?" My speech.
" Not Den, after all you have promised that you will not tell anyone about the existence of Den Candra. My father would break that promise, sin would. And abstain from breaking a promise" he said at length.
" Yes sir, I believe. Oh yeah, I've moved sir, I'm contracted. I'll send you the address via SMS" I said.
" Well Den," he answered briefly.
I also hung up the phone and sent an SMS to Mr. Anto about my contract address. My trust in Mr. Anto is really big. Maybe when all the bonds I have I can't trust, there's a bond I can still trust. The bond is not family, friends, lovers or friends, but the bond between a maid and the employer's child. Heh, really a strange reality.
In the morning, after I had stayed overnight in my new contract, I went back to work. The bright rays of the morning sun have welcomed my day. Work flow as usual, again - again I can get quite a lot of customers. The boss was really proud of me, plus I heard the news that 2 bad guys who stopped the boss last night had been caught.
After the exhausting work was over, I went home. But it seems that something is strange, sure enough, I almost forgot and almost went home to my old house. Fortunately, in the middle of the road, I remembered and finally returned. Perhaps true, habits are hard to change. Especially when the brain is tired, it will move the entire limb to run the habit that is always done.
At night full of beautiful night stars, I contemplated in my room. No friends to talk to, just sitting contemplating the past. In the silence of that night, in the loneliness that I experienced, I remembered that tomorrow was a work holiday. I'll be alone all day tomorrow if I don't leave the house. I have to find a lot on my day off. Tired of loneliness, tired of solitude. Plus Mr. Anto has not been able to visit my new contract. A day full of silence.