BROMOCORAS
The First Steps to Mind

The yellowing leaves appear to have been completely separated with the twigs holding them. The leaves began to fly with the wind. Now, the leaf fell right on one of the shoulders of the young man below.

His face seemed a little sweaty even though he was standing under a fairly shady place. But it is appropriate, because the weather around the tree is quite unfriendly. The heat continued to sting every morning until before the dhuhur, although every day after noon, the sky will and Merta turned cloudy and the rain will suddenly flutter. Really erratic weather.

Another young man seemed to walk through the heat. Her hair that was slightly longer than before occasionally covered her forehead made the tip of her hair appear wet with sweat on her face.

"What's wrong? Why did you want to meet me so badly?" Asked the young man who was under the waru tree first.

The young man who had just arrived did not immediately reply. He passed by the young man who was standing and immediately sat on a bench under the tree.

The young man who was standing immediately followed him sitting down.

"There must be something I want to talk to you about." Said the young man who had just arrived.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Ask the young man who was there first.

The young man who was spoken to let out a long sigh before he answered his interlocutor's question.

"It's about the father." He said later, soft and as if stifled.

The young man who heard his words seemed to frown with astonishment.

"Mr? What's wrong with dad?" Ask later.

"There's nothing. If there's anything, it's you who should know better." Said the slightly long haired young man.

"Then?" Ask the other young man.

"Samuel, I'm tired as this continues." His face and once again as if held back.

Samuel, the young man who had been waiting for him, seemed to curl his lips. Then he breathed.

"Bud, we're not kids. We can think for ourselves as we should. If we could choose, as children, we would not want to be born with this condition. But can we choose? All we can do is Narimo ing pandum. The rest, we have to decide for ourselves." And Samuel then.

Budi, the young man whose hair was slightly longer than usual was sounding to take a strong breath. The sound of wind passing through his throat was so clear.

"You're right, Sam. It's time we put an end to a dispute that even we ourselves don't know how it started." Said later.

Samuel patted Budi on the shoulder. "We'll see you, Bud. You seem to miss you a lot." Said after that.

Not immediately answer. But from the look in his eyes it is clear that he did not reject Samuel's invitation.

Samuel immediately got up from his seat and without waiting for Budi to follow him he immediately stepped his feet. But a few steps, Samuel stopped and turned to look at Budi who was still sitting.

Finding Samuel's hopeful gaze, Budi immediately moved and with shaky steps trailed behind Samuel away from the waru tree through the scorching morning before noon.

Elsewhere at the same time.

"It looks like santri mas named Hexa has changed a lot now, and I have seen a lot of time to talk until, Mas." Say Nafisa while thrusting coffee towards Ajimukti.

Ajimukti brought the coffee cup closer to him, "I am even grateful for the change, Sa. So he's adapting faster than I predicted."

Nafisa nodded lightly, "Yes, Mas. Oh, yes, Mas. But what about him who often looks seliweran in the market? Did Sampeyan get the info from Mas's friend who Mas told to keep an eye on Hexa?" Ask later.

Ajimukti shook his head, "Not yet, Sa. Because it just so happened that a few days ago my friend was busy at his house, so didn't have time to keep an eye on the boy." Sahut later.

"I did plant a little suspicion on Hexa's attitude, not prejudiced, Sa. But honestly I was worried if there was anything else he was hiding. But after these few days of seeing the change, my suspicions gradually drowned me, Sa." Next later.

"But, Mas. What if the change is part of the way he's hiding something from us about something else he's trying to figure out." Say Nafisa then.

Ajimukti shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, I don't want su'udzon, Sa. If there is anything that Hexa has kept secret from me. I'm sure not for long either I'll know somehow and from where."

Nafisa nodded in understanding, "Yes, Mas."

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..."

Just when Ajimukti and Nafisa ended their conversation. A greeting was heard from two different people who were spoken simultaneously.

Ajimukti and Nafisa immediately turned their gaze towards the voice of the greeting. There it has been seen Sobri also Ajeng has been standing about to approach Ajimukti as well as Nafisa.

"Kang Sobri, Dik Ajeng. Where's this from?" Ask Ajimukti after previously answering his second greeting.

"From home, Kang." Sahut Ajeng who immediately sat next to Nafisa.

"Yes, Gus. I went to the house of Mr. Lek Pras. Continue this father is still helping Mr. Lek actually chicken coop. Because I want to come back here, Sik Ajeng came along he said at home, wanted to meet Ning Afis. Let's have a friend chat." Sobri Imbuh.

"It's a coincidence, Kang. I actually wanted to come along to know until Lek Dul wanted to go to Ajeng's house. But the cook is not finished, the plan wants nyusulin. E, it's just here." Nafisa.

"Coffee, Kang?" Ajimukti then offers coffee.

"Already, Gus. I had coffee at Mr. Lek Pras' house." Sobri Sahut.

"Eh, come, Sa." Sahut Ajeng who also immediately stood up.

"No need, Ning." Sahut Sobri tried to refuse.

"It's okay, Kang." Ajimukti.

Nafisa and Ajeng immediately stepped into the kitchen, leaving Ajimukti and Sobri both chatting on the terrace.

"Luck to the boat, Kang." Shuttered Ajimukti suddenly.

Sobri who did not understand the direction of Ajimukti's conversation, slightly frowned.

"Luck, Gus? You mean Gus Aufa?" Tanya Sobri full of astonishment.

"Yes how unlucky, Kang. Sampeyan can get a wife like Dik Ajeng." Say Ajimukti later.

Hearing that, Sobri's face seemed blushed. "Just pray, Gus."

"Add again, Kang. There is no fortune of a believer unless, zaujatun muwafaqah, have a fickle wife." Sahut Ajimukti later.

"Yes, I hope that Dik Ajeng can indeed be like my hope, Gus." Sahut Sobri seemed confused to answer.

Ajimukti smiled, understanding Sobri's face like that, "I'm sure Dik Ajeng can, Kang. She's a science student, she's a wisdom understanding, so I'm sure Dik Ajeng isn't a raw woman, Kang." Ajimukti.

"Yes, Gus."

"Well, although the muwafaqah was meant to be a conformity or a match, but if the name is already manut, which should not be adjusted, which should not match can be matched, yes to, Kang?" Ajimukti.

"Lere's, Gus." Sobri replied still looking timid.

"What the hell is it, Mom? It seems serious." Suddenly Nafisa comes to bring coffee for Sobri which makes Sobri a little misbehaved.

"Ah, it's okay, Sa. Oh, where's Dik Ajeng, Sa?" Ajimukti asked so did not see Ajeng with Nafisa.

"I told you to go to the room, Mom. Yasudah continued to chat, I want to talk to myself just Ajeng in the room." Sahut Nafisa while stretching back inside.

"Women are, Kang." Mumbled Ajimukti while sipping his coffee.

Back to where Budi and Samuel are now.

"Let's go in!" Invite Samuel to Budi who is still standing and seems hesitant to continue his steps.

"But, Sam...!" Sahut Budi with a slightly restrained voice. His footsteps were heavy to catch up with Samuel in front of him.

"Alright, Bud. Throw out the term but in your mind it." Once again Samuel assured, now he who retreated to Budi.

Be light-hearted. Sighing his heavy breath and trying to regulate his starting irregular heartbeat.

Not far from him, an officer in a blue uniform seemed friendly greeting some of the visitors who came to visit their families inside. Even so friendly, it seems the officer and one of the visitors chatted casually and looked so familiar.well, it was, maybe it could be that because the visitor may come to this place too often so that the officer memorized it properly with the visitor.

"Who do you want to be with?" The officer in blue uniform asked Samuel and Budi when they were both in front of the officer.

"Sir Nugroho, sir." Answer Samuel who is used to visiting Nugroho.

"His identity, Mas." Pinta the officer to Samuel. Samuel immediately asked for the ID card of Budi, Budi immediately gave it to Samuel and immediately by Samuel was handed over to the officer. Such is the procedure when going to visit the family behind this building, must show identity to prevent things and everything that could happen.

"Okay, please come in to check." Say that officer again.

After entering they will meet with other officers in the inspection section of goods and bodies. Again this is to check security, because it is feared that there are prohibited items deliberately smuggled by visitors.

Once all felt safe, they will be directed to enter the waiting room and officers will call the family they will visit.

"Please come in, wait there first, Mas. We call Mr. Nugrohoonya." Said the officer in the reception section of visiting guests.

"Good, Sir. Thank you." Thank you." Samuel who immediately walked towards the visiting room followed Budi who tailed behind him.

He still seems to be getting tense. This is the first time he entered this place since his father, Nugroho became a resident of this place.

"Casual, Bud. Relaxed. No need to tense." Said Samuel who had since noticed the tension that could not be covered in Budi's face.

"Did I look tense, Sam?" Ask Budi while rubbing his palm.

Samuel did not say, he just smiled lightly to calm Budi.

"We have different beliefs, Bud. But we both believe in God. And I am sure, whatever faith we hold, Lord God. And that's one. Leave it to God, Bud. Let the hand of God guide us. Put everything into God's power. I am sure, my intention, your intention, is a good intention. It cannot be made easy by God. Our job is to trust him, Bud." Samuel again convinced Budi.

I nodded lightly, "Thank you, Sam."

Seriate...