
This is where Willy is now. For three days he was in the village of Rimba. The birthplace of Hanaria, and for three days in sequence - also he followed the teacher Arta, Reymon's father who was adjacent to the rice fields owned by Mr. Muri, Hanaria's father.
Master Arta can only smile amusedly, when he saw Willy continue to watch over Mr. Muri and his mother who work in the fields, under the hot sun from a distance.
The old man who is a few months away from retiring from his job as a teacher and the headmaster of the Elementary School in the hamlet of Rimba, filled his free time with farming in the garden, while supervising the work of the handyman who is building his house after retirement later. While his wife was at home to accompany her mother who was old and difficult to walk.
Pak Arta approached Willy, the young man looked surprised when his back was touched by someone, he then turned to the Pak Arta who was looking at him with a smile.
He already knew Willy's destination, through Moranno's explanation over the phone a few days ago when Reymon drove himself up the hill, because there was only a signal or network to call.
His mother's former employer, who was considered like his own family, asked for his help to realize the mission of his second son.
"What are you watching, Willy? Why don't you just meet them there? Hmm?" Ask Mr. Arta in his smile. Willy smiled.
"Fear of interrupting their uncle's work, they look very busy......." He said while staring at the rice fields where the two Hanarian parents were planting rice seedlings in the groove of rice that had been provided.
"Until when are you gonna notice them, son? It's the third day you're coming with uncle, and just looking at them from a distance. They must be very happy when you approach them. Didn't you meet those two Hanarian parents when they visited the city." Mr Arta said he was trying to give support and encouragement.
"Why uncle? I'm happy to meet them this time. Not like before......" Willy looked at the face of Mr. Arta, hoping for an explanation from what he asked. Pak Arta who was asked immediately chuckled, then poured tea from the kettle into the two glasses he had prepared.
"Once upon a time, uncle was young, too, like you, Willy. When approaching your aunt, uncle also tried to get close to his father and mother. It feels like that... Here, this heart is racing faster, fearing the existence of uncle was rejected when he first met. Because they don't know and know how they're gonna behave to uncle." Pak Arta said while pointing at his own chest, then put a glass of tea in front of Willy, and let the young man drink
"But thankfully, uncle was well received by both of your aunt's parents, who are now uncle's in-laws." Imbuk Pak Arta while sipping hot tea little by little.
"If you ever meet them, now try to get back together. Trust me uncle, you won't be nervous anymore." Returning, Arta gave support and encouragement.
"View..... They've gone back to their huts, how about you just go there now, chat or whatever, to get close to them." Willy looked back at the two Hanarian parents who were walking home from the middle of the rice fields towards their cottage on the edge of the rice field.
Willy immediately took a sip of tea in front of him and finished it even though it was still quite hot.
"I went there first, uncle? It's okay - do I live my own uncle here?"
"Go away...... Uncle was ordinary himself. It's okaywhat......" Mr. Arta's voice is still with his smile. Wlly stood up, kissed the back of Arta's hand and immediately left the cottage owned by Arta with his light steps, towards the cabin of Mr. Muri and his wife who was only tens of meters away.
"Good day sir......." Sapa Willy, as soon as he arrived in front of the cottage, Mr. Muri and Muri's mother, while commenting on his smile.
The two old Hanaria who were moping in the hut, while looking at the unfinished rice fields planted staring at Willy. Take a moment to see who was visiting them during the afternoon break.
As soon as Mr. Muri and the mother of Muri remembered the face of Willy they had seen, the two of them simultaneously smiled kindly. " Willie's son??" Say both at the same time.
"Come.... Lets..... Come on up here, Willy......" Mr. Muri invited Willy to board their lodge.
Willy immediately climbed the stairs that were only as high as his waist. He immediately kissed the back of Mr. Muri's hand then Muri's mother and sat down.
"When will Willy arrive at this place?" Mr. Muri asked, looking at Willy with a faint smile.
"I've been here three days, sir...... Vacation at Uncle Arta's." Obviously Willy.
" Oh...... You did hear from the neighbors, that there was a family of Arta teacher who came from the city, the person was handsome and white. Turns out they meant Willy apparently." Mr. Muri said with a smile
"Ah Father could have...... " Willy said embarrassed to hear the praise from Hanaria's father.
"Doesn't mom, the neighbors say that?" Said Mr. Muri to his wife who was pouring tea in a tea cup.
"Yes, Willy's son, the neighbors said so. In this hamlet of ours, when a new person comes, from end to end, all the neighbors on the know." Sahut mother Muri justifies.
"In addition, usually many villagers who will visit to meditate, that's the hospitality that is owned by the people who are in this village, son....." Add Muri's mother again.
Quickly, these few days, from the beginning he came until now many people who visited and wanted to chat with him, Willy thought in his heart.
"Let's drink, Willy......" Muri's mother placed a cup of tea in front of Willy, then put it in front of her husband.
"So troublesome ma'am...... I had tea at the hotel Uncle Arta." Willy.
" It's just tea, son of Willy, no trouble. In her place, Arta's teacher has been, but here it hasn't been....." Sahut mother Muri friendly.
"Son Willy, we're having lunch together..... It just so happened that I brought a lot of supplies from home this morning." Said Mother Muri again while opening her food and serving it in front of them.
"Oh, I'm so bad this way, taking a lunch......" Said Willy who really felt awkward and unpleasant to the two Hanaria parents.
"Don't feel sorry, Willy..... We already know each other. Let's eat the same. Indeed, the food is not as delicious and luxurious as the food of Willy in the city." Mr. Muri offered.
Willy looked at the lunch menu that had been served in front of him. Fresh fish soup, fried fish, and grilled fish. There is papaya leaf stir fry combined with the flowers. Yes, it's fast Hanaria always consume fish and vegetables, it turns out that's how her family's menu in this village, she thought in her heart.
"Let me take my own mom....." Said Willy, as Muri's mother would take food for her.