Bento: The Real Bright Star
Betrand's Missing Chant for Mother's Father
After we finished eating, as usual I cleaned the dining table and brought all the used tableware to the kitchen to be cleaned.
"Bi, let me take care of everything, yeah. Aunty get some rest!" I said kindly to Bi Surti.
"But, Non!" expostulation.
"It's okay, Bi!" reply me with a smile.
"Father, Bi! Let Betrand help Brother," Betrand suddenly chanted as he approached me.
"Betrand help, brother!" hail it while smiling.
"Let Brother take a break, yes!" reject me while holding her smooth cheek.
"Sir,Sister. I'm helping, yeah!" Betrand insisted on helping me.
"Hmm, yasudah.But be careful, yes!" my advice.
"okay! Sure, Brother!" abugn.
"Alright.Then first Auntie is Non, Den!" bi Surti.
"Ready, Bi!" say us compactly while smiling.
Not long after...
"Well, if the train is both quickly finished, right!" exciting Betrand.
"Yes. Thanks to my great sister!" I returned while stroking her hair.
"No problem, Brother!" he hugged me.
"Well, after this Betrand breaks yes, Deck!" my continue.
"But..," at once Betrand's face was gloomy again.
"Sister, Mommy and Dad when will they come home?" whinek Betrand while holding my hand.
"Lho, how is sister gini again, anyway? Mother and Father come home tomorrow, Grandpa!" I said softly as I stroked Betrand's head.
"Well," he said with a sullen face.
"Lho!What did brother say? You're always here for Betrand. So Betrand can't be sad, yeah!" comfort me while hugging him.
"Yes, Brother!" he said quietly in my caress.
Lovingly, I carried my sister and took her to her room.
"Betrand rest first, yeah! Let it get fitter," I said while putting it to sleep.
"Yes, Brother!" answer's short.
"Happy rest, dear!" I said while kissing her forehead.
After Betrand fell asleep, I just left him. For a few minutes I rested then and woke up again with the intention of wanting to do schoolwork. But before, I was watching entertainment on TV first. When again he was engrossed in doing the task, suddenly heard the voice of people singing very melodiously.
Weong ko nai ge, weong weleng nai ge
Wa’u diong kaku...
Ho’o calang wara, Ho’o copel kids okay
De's idea.. Weong nai ge's...
"Who's singing, huh? So sweet!" I said as I moved and looked for the origin of the sound.
I walked out of the house to look for the person who sang so sweetly. My eyes wiggled and fro, but there was no one.
"Am I wrong, huh? Ah, stop!" I went back inside the house.
But just one step into the house, the voice came back. And it's getting clearer !
Aram ta, Latung coke taig ta
Woja woley taig...
"Lho, how come kayaks come from Betrand's room, huh?"
I immediately ran to Betrand's room and opened the door.
I found my sister sitting on the edge of her bed, she looked at me and asked with a surprised face, "Why, Brother?"
"I don't hear anyone singing" I explained as I sat nearby.
"Me,Sister. Why why?" the answer.
"Huh? So sweet!" I said with surprise.
Yeah, honest. This time I heard Betrand singing.
"Yes," Betrand replied briefly.
"Try singing again!" my orders with great enthusiasm.
Weong ko nai ge, Weong weleng nai ge
Son diong kaku...
Kawe toe repeng, Kawe ema toe nesa
De's idea...Weong nai ge's...
Weong ko nai ge, weong weleng nai ge
Wa’u diong kaku...
Ho’o calang wara, Ho’o copel kids okay
De's idea... Weong nai ge's...
Neka ta, Neka ta...
Okay kid reme wara
Weri latung, Gok latung
Weri woja, Ako woja
E swamp, eie…
Aram ta, Latung coke taig ta
Woja woley taig...
One lime de Morin
"Masyaa Allah, the sweet voice of Brother's sister!" praise me while stroking her hair.
"But what language is this, huh? And what does the song mean?" my many.
"This is a song by NTT, Brother. The name of Son Diong. This song tells about a discarded child," he explained.
"But why did Betrand sing this song? Why not the others?" my continue.
"I miss the affection of Mother and Father, Brother!" answer it innocently.
Deggs...
This heart is like being stabbed by thousands of knives hearing the words of my sister.It turns out this is her longing song for Father and Mother. I didn't realize my tears were now dripping. I hugged my sister too. Deep down, this self hopes that one day our parents will be able to treat and love Betrand, just as they love me.