Garden Benches
IPTU RISMA

Risma Iptu

Bruckk!

Santi fell into a bench, his legs stepping back accidentally slipping on the ground that was not flat.

“Not me!” the brown-eyed girl raised both her hands.

“You! Yes!” saanti shouted exasperatedly, no one helped her up, not even the girl who had just stared at her triumphantly. His lips revealed a smile full of mystery. Shit! Why am I still watching them? Ghifa was also seen laughing at the two girls' face-to-face romances.

Mr. Driver excused me, then rushed to leave the gazebo and came back to Santi. The innocent middle-aged old man tried to ease his master's emotions.

Meanwhile, the video call connection I referred to Mom's number was lifted across the street.

“Alhamdulillah ..!” my voice cried out with joy. When the screen was out right in front of Ghifa's face.  Seen on the HP screen Ghifa's curls fluttered in the mountain breeze . There was a boisterous thankfulness there, even Adam's voice was heard chuckling when Lidya told him about Ghifa.

“Alhamdulillah ma'am, calm at home yes, we will be down soon after lunch, pity Bik Nah her face is pale ..”

after a moment of joking I hung up the phone.

“Hihi Den Gielang just know that Bibik is hungry ..” Bik Nah chuckles covering her toothless tooth when her mouth is open.

“Yes, Bik .. I'm hungry too,”

“Come choose what to eat Bi!” sahut Ardi who has requested a menu list from the restaurant waiter.

“Ah, Bibik just come along, Mas Ardi who important want to drink the anget-anget. Along the way, Bibik felt dizzy ..” Kata Bik Nah timidly.

“Oke Bi, Hot tea sugar cubes yes, the nasgitel!”

Bik Nah nodded in agreement. Immediately Ardi put a check mark on the selected menu.

“How are they?” tanya Ardi glanced at Sinta and the girl who was being mediated by the driver.

“Let me be satisfied first, than I am an emotion again,” I replied while peeping the cheek of the Ghifa kingpin in my lap. Ardi grimaced, but I saw his hand also adding fruit juice orders to those who were fighting. 

Throughout the eyes looked at the expanse of verdant pine mountains on each side. This gazebo is located on the side of the road on one side, across the office located at the foot of the slope. While on the other side is a valley along the bend of the river that looks sloping. The wind blows cool in the scorching heat during the day, where the sun is just above the crown.

Drrttt

A message from Iptu Risma, his contact number immediately appeared because I had stored it since it was given Mas Lutfi.

[With Gielang Syailendra?]

[Yes to Risma, I'm Gie]

[Info I got, have you found bumblebee?]

Mas Lutfi must have informed Iptu Risma so earlier I said that I had been with Ghifa.

[True mbak, I've met with Ghifa]

[Alhamdulillah, I'll wait at your house. There are a few things I want to say]

[Good mom, thank you]

Chat stops. The misty blush hooded girl came with both her hands into her moca jeans toad pocket. Santi was behind him with the driver. His face was down, unable to twitch as my eyes sharply stared at his face.

“We eat first, after that please later you explain it in front of my mother!” my words were flatly fixed on Santi. 

“Gie .. You're not mad?” her lips glared at me in wonder.

“Who said, Mas Gie isn't angry! But now Mas Gie is hungrier than to scold you, you know!” sentak gaje girl who until now I have not asked her name.

Bik Inah closed his mouth again, it seemed that the old man was comforted by the silliness of the two girls before him. Ardi broke up by offering drinks and food that had been ordered.  Grilled and sweet-sour gurame is served with steaming rice in a basket, where the rice from woven bamboo.complete with fresh rice and sauce.

Gurame fish in this area is widely cultivated by using water that flows from the flow of springs in the mountains, the thick flesh tastes better

Ghifa fell asleep, having finished off her avocado juice. My little girl was still soundly asleep, even though we went back home. I had Ghifa enter the bumblebee that Mr. Muji was driving, the name of Santi's driver, with Bik Nah. While Santi was in the black car with Ardi and the girl who hit me this morning. That way Santi would not want to still have to go home first to explain everything.

I'm not questioning him at the moment. Because embracing Ghifa means more to me than any explanation and reason. Right, Laras?

***

We arrived home in the early hours of Ashar. Mother, Eyang Sukma and Lidya were already waiting on the terrace with impatient faces.  Excitement sounded shrill as I descended with Ghifa in my sling. Mother greeted him with a kiss on his forehead and two cheeks, Eyang Sukma did not want to lose to try Ghifa's cheeks many times. The bewildered face of Ghifa just a few minutes earlier awoke from her tired sleep.

“Ghifa beautiful ..”  

Mom immediately took over holding Ghifa and rushed her inside with Eyang Sukma beside her. Bik Well follow from behind. Ardi invited Mr. Muji and Santi also to enter. The girl looked hesitant, but there was certainly no reason to refuse. Moreover, the big brown-eyed girl from earlier looked at Santi sharply, and she followed my steps without being told.

We were all gathered in the living room, Mother sitting on my right, facing Mr. Muji and Santi across the table. Ardi sat on the other side.  Ghifa and Adam joked in the living room with Lidya and Eyang Sukma. And that little girl, who told her to sit next to Mom's right? Basic is unclear! 

No one made a sound, everyone stared at Santi. The girl looks like her forehead is covered in sweat. Mr. Muji was waiting, at this time he could only answer if asked his opinion.

Mom patted my knee while glancing. I replied with a nod, signaling to wait a few more minutes. Santi squeezed his hand, unrest was his at this moment. The position of the accused hit on him, even looking up he did not dare.

“Gie, pity ..” whispered Mother.

“But he who made Mom cry earlier,” reply me with a discount anyway.

I heard Mother's breath soft. I saw his lips smile and said.

“What's your name, Nduk?”

“I ma'am? My name is Kunti, Buk.” Sahut the girl on the right Mother with full of enthusiasm, but she is not the one being asked.

“What? Kuntilanak?!” sahut Santi laughed crazily, suddenly his grooves were gone.

“You are the kuntilanak!” kunti replied that he would not lose.

I got back on the eel, Mom leaned towards me. The beginning that had been awakened was serious, becoming broken back. The chaos stopped when the sound of greetings sounded from outside.

“Assalamua’alaikum ..”.

“Waalaikumsalam ..” answer us in unison.

I rushed to the door to let in guests who came. A woman in a brown uniform. His head is decorated with a veil, neatly covered with a collar with all the marks of complete departure in the clothes he wears. 

“Include me Risma.”

Sonti immediately dragged her eyes wide perfectly.

“Do not! Don't catch me!”

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