
Happiness is when what is expected becomes reality. It's nice if others understand what they want and give the opportunity or even give something they want. Hepi if his heart is entertained by pleasant realities.
Today Juminem is happy. Juminem is happy. Juminem is hepi. How unhappy, happy and hepi, if what became wishful thinking, became hope now all come true. His life has had infinite grace.
That afternoon, unlike usual Jamil came home early. It's only one o'clock in the afternoon, Jamil gets home.
"Tok ..., tok ..., tok ..." sound of the door being knocked.
"Jumina .... Fro .... Please open the door." Jamil called his wife who was inside the house.
"Eh .., yes ..., Kang .... A moment ..." said Juminem from his bed. Of course he had taken a nap with Melian.
Juminem hurried to open the door for her husband. She was shocked by her husband's early return. Not as usual when I go home until the afternoon.
"Kok hearing, leh .... It's still noon this time I'm home, Kang ...?" ask Juminem who is still behind the door to open it.
"Yes .... Open the door first ..." said Jamil who wanted to immediately convey something to his wife. Of course a surprise.
"What's up, Kang ...?!" The curious Juminem, though still rubbing her eyes, would have instantly scanned her husband's entire body as she opened the door. But all she saw was her husband who was smiling as if there was something secret.
"Hehehe .... I have something for you" Jamil said, holding his wife's two shoulders still standing in the middle of the door.
"What, Kang ...?" ask Juminem who is getting curious.
"Thank ...! Look on the page ..." said her husband, pointing to his yard.
"Well, how come there's a car cranking everything up to our house? What's up, Kang ...?" ask Juminem who is increasingly curious because in his yard there is a pick up car parked.
"Ituh ....! Let's see ...! See what's on the crank" said her husband, who told Juminem to go to the pick-up car that stopped in his yard.
Juminem can't wait to see what her husband is buying. And the curiosity was finally turned into joy that was not because after knowing what the pick up car was carrying.
"Law. Agb .... Uuh ..., great ..., Kang ...." Juminem girang not karena.
Yeah, the pick up car that came to the house was delivering a sewing machine. Jamil had just come from Lasem, to the sewing machine shop, bought a sewing machine for his wife.
"Awas, slowly lowering it ..." said Jamil reminded the driver and the kernet who lowered the sewing machine from the top of the car.
Neighbors, especially women and children, saw in the courtyard of Jamil's house a pick-up car that stopped and lowered the sewing machine. They'd want to know. Ordinary, villagers if there are neighbors who buy something new, must immediately crowd to watch. At least they were happy.
"Walah ..., new sewing machine yes, Jum ...?" asked one of the mothers who had attached his body to the car carrying the sewing machine.
"Hehehe .... Yes, Yu ..." said Juminem with a knotty smile.
"Walah .., surely would take home the whole krudung from Bu Hajah ..." said another woman, who should also join the work of the srabutan make a veil.
"Hehehe .... Yes, Yu .... Let it be momong Melian ..." again Juminem replied with a knotty smile.
"Put where, sir?" ask the driver who sent the item to Jamil.
"Just put it in the house .." replied Jamil while showing his place, on the left side near the window.
"Juminem buy a new sewing machine ...!" the neighboring mothers of Juminem on shouting, who must have reported the new sewing machine that just came delivered the pick up car.
"What ...?! Juminem buy sewing machine ...?!"
"Yes .... Juminem buy new sewing machine ...."
"Wah ..., great, Juminem ...."
"Where ...?!"
"That ...! The car that drove him was still in his yard."
Juminem's house is crowded with neighbors. Mostly women. Most of the mothers are housewives. While the men who come to watch, the average is old who does not work. While men of productive age are still working, most of them as workers. Not to be left behind, the children who had directly played in the yard of Jamil's house.
That is the harmony of the villagers who are still far from urban. If there are neighbors who buy new things, then one village knows all. They are close and feel like they are brothers. Just like when Jamil bought a new sewing machine for his wife, surely people would come in wanting to know. The term Lasem people called "mertakke" is curious news delivered by the neighbors.
Juminem also immediately tried to step on the pedal or screwdriver of the sewing machine.
"Russia .... Delicious .... Entang .... Licin ..." said Juminem who of course while smiling widely so happy.
"Waaah .., tomorrow will immediately take the veil to Bu Hajah this ..." said another woman, her friend when joining the wholesale sewing veil at Bu Hajah's house, said another woman, who knew that Juminem could not come to the house of the veil nurse anymore because it had to baby his grandson Babah Ho.
"Tomorrow I can borrow the sewing machine yes, Jum ..." said another with a sense of wanting to also have a sewing machine like Juminem.
"Bby .... To sew the torn Kang Parjo sarong, to ...?" juminem Sahut.
"Kok knows ...?" the woman replied.
"Hahahaha ..." Others laughed at the cuteness of their neighbors.
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At night, as Juminem sat watching his new sewing machine, she asked her husband, "Kang .., if you have a lot of money, you can buy a sewing machine, got from where?" said Juminem who would want to know the origin of money suaminyam and more details Juminem want to know how much the sewing machine price.
Indeed, although Juminem was only a village woman, one who lived in simplicity, could even be said to have no excess money other than to eat and live daily. It's just wholesale labor sewing a veil. Her husband was also just a limestone quarry worker. The pay is not much. For those who are important enough to eat. That'sthat's all.
So, when Jamil came home early with a pick up car that brought a new sewing machine that cost certainly more than hundreds of thousands, he said, although happy Juminem still wanted to know the origin of her husband's money used to buy the sewing machine. Juminem didn't want her husband to go into debt just to buy her a sewing machine. Especially if the money is from an illegitimate result. Juminem doesn't want any of that.
"Kang ...?! Where does the money used buy this sewing machine ...?!" juminem said inquisitively.
Jamil smiled, while carrying Melian who had not slept.
"If I say, surely you don't believe ..." so replied Jamil, while making a mockery of Melian, the baby he loved so much.
"Don't believe how ...?! Not from please, right ...?!" asked Juminem who was curious to know.
"Amit-amit, Friday .... May the Lord keep me from stealing or taking unrighteous sustenance .... It will be a fire that burns us in hell, Jum ..." said Jamil who refused to be called nyolong.
"Lha, continue ...?! Where's the money from?" juminem Urk.
"Any, Jum ..." said Jamil.
"Lha yes .... How's aye?" Juminem continued to chase.
"So when the rollasan (day break at twelve) I was called a chalk skipper, fitting came bring a truck to transport limestone that has been dug. She asked me about you now, Melian's mom. I also agree. Then the chalk master asked again about yourself how it works in the veil bellhop. I immediately told him that you can not join sewing anymore because it must be baby momong, including I said if you have your own sewing machine, would be able to sew at home, would be able to sew at home, carrying veil cloths to be bought to the house. Uh, all of a sudden, Jum .., the chalk man reached into the bag, took out an envelope and gave it to me, he said to buy a sewing machine. Actually I want to open the contents of the envelope, but he prohibited, should not be opened, anyway told to buy a sewing machine, told to hand over to the seller sewing machine. I was immediately told to go to the sewing machine shop, on condition that I should not look around." Jamil told his wife.
"Create ...?" Juminem wants to know the continuation.
"I obeyed the words of the chalk bellhop. I also drove my bike without looking. I had stopped in front of the sewing machine shop." continued Jamil.
"Create ...?" Juminem is getting curious.
"Yes, I went to see the sewing machine seller. The envelope given by the chalk master I gave, anyway I said I want to buy a sewing machine" said Jamil told his story in a sewing machine shop.
"Authen told to choose the sewing machine?" ask her husband who is curious about her story.
"No Jum. The seller immediately told his employees to raise this sewing machine to the top of the crank car that sent it. But there's something strange, Jum .." Jamil said.
"What, Kang?" ask Juminem to know.
"The seller didn't open the envelope at all. Not counting the money. The envelope from the chalk skipper I gave it was directly inserted into the drawer. But the seller immediately gave the sewing machine, he said the best, Jum .." recalls Jamil while in the sewing machine shop.
"So weird ...?! Cook buy sewing machine money is not seen and not counted .... If the money is lacking, then it is not a loss, Kang ...?" Juminem is confused.
"That's, Jum .... Please do not tell this secret to others" said Jamil who felt that this incident was a secret in his family.
"Yes, Kang .... Lately, our lives have been full of miracles. Everything is strange .... Yesterday got a necklace from a cat .... Now get a sewing machine from a chalk skipper .... How much better is your boss, Kang .... I don't know what other oddities we're experiencing ..." recalled Juminem who was sometimes confused by his life lately.
"Just pray, Jum .... May God protect us, and protect Melian. My hope, the three of us, me, you, Melian will be together forever, Jum .." said Jamil who gave his life to the Powerful One.
"Aamiiiin ..." - Juminem said in her husband's words.
Melian was already asleep on Jamil's shoulders. Calm and sound. His lips also look smiling. Must smile happy to listen to the story of the man who is now his father.