Healing
128. Topgallant

The awaited day arrived, we and our family vacationed together to Fila owned by the late Bu Herni. Bu Herni does have a large Fila in the summit area, Fila was bought by Bu Herni's father (grandfather Yoga). And when he died, Fila was bequeathed to his mother Yoga, his only daughter.

Ms. Herni's siblings are two, and all of them now live abroad. It's only natural that he was so against my relationship with Yoga, because he came from a rich family since his great-grandfather. While I.., who am I.

Juna who plans to go home today, just yesterday has arrived, Juna deliberately went home earlier than planned, he immediately went home to my house still in a factory uniform, he said, only covered in black cloth jacket. And just came home to my mom's house that night.

So that this morning everyone has gathered at my house, mama, papa and Juna have arrived since 7 am. They had deliberately arrived earlier than the departure time, Juna was eager to meet with Syifa.

I let Syifa play around with Juna in the side garden. The two of them are already very familiar, even sometimes Syifa must be collected first if Juna wants to go home, or return to the contract. Otherwise Syifa could cry because she did not want to be abandoned by Juna.

I prepared my clothes and necessities, Yoga and Syifa, which I had to bring to stay at the top later.

Because there is a plateau, maybe the night will feel cooler, just like when I went to Rinjani first. Then I have to bring thick clothes to wear at night.

" Want you help Ra...?", mama knocked on my room door which I had not closed.

" Yes ma, may, mama enter the clothes and needs of Syifa only, let me take care of my clothes and Yoga" I said.

" Juna talked to you yesterday about his plan?".

It turns out that mama came here because she wanted to discuss Juna's plan to open a workshop in the area.

" Yes ma, if according to mama how?", I asked, while putting Yoga clothes in the suitcase.

Mama stopped putting Syifa's clothes because enough of them had been stuffed into her suitcase.

" If according to the observation of the mama of the motorcycle workshop in the area is not always crowded, maybe Juna's income will not be as big as when he worked at the factory. But you also do not want to live too long apart from your children, because that mama approved Juna's plan".

I smiled at my mother's remark, "it's true that only an ordinary motorcycle workshop waits if there are people whose motorcycles are damaged or need to be serviced new customers may the workshop will indeed be quiet, the workshop will indeed be quiet, but if we do promotion to many places it could be crowded workshop".

" The location of the workshop must also be strategic and easy to find".

" Didn't Juna say that Raya proposed to open a car workshop all at once?, Raya wanted to increase Juna's capital, and Raya wanted to help promote Juna's workshop to fellow students at Shaka High School, school, also on the teachers, keep the same Yoga employees as well. Raya believes Juna workshop can be crowded Ma, which is important sure, pray and try".

I tried to convince my mother who had been feeling unsure about Juna's plan to open a workshop.

" Are you ready yet?, let Shaka help get the suitcase to the car".

Shaka entered the room making our conversation pause.

" It's ", I replied as I closed the suitcase and handed it to Shaka.

We left after breakfast together, the trip to the top by car on the weekend as it currently takes longer, he said, because the number of cars that are both headed towards the top makes the police have to make traffic engineering, to parse the vehicle so as not to get stuck.

We reached the top at 2pm. The journey that should have taken 4 hours, now takes 6 hours.

At the top of the lucky meal was available, because the villa keeper and an ART who lived in Fila as a janitor had ordered food, Yoga had deliberately called while we were on the road earlier.

Luckily, we had biscuits with us, so we were able to put off hunger in the car, and when we got to Fila, we all went straight to the dining table after putting our suitcases in our rooms.

Fortunately, at the peak was already bright, when it was on the rainy road quite heavy, I thought it reached the peak was still raining heavily, but it turned out that the rain had subsided, leaving the wet ground and trees. That means our plan to have a barbeque party in Fila's front garden will be realized.

I don't feel like time is passing so quickly, I still remember how I gave birth to Shaka at Bu Ara's house. And now Shaka has grown up to be a young man who is just 17 hours away.

In the afternoon I was playing with Syifa and Mama in the front garden. Looking at the beautiful flowers that are blooming, green leaves that sparkle after this afternoon doused in rain water. And also the smell of wet soil, really characteristic in the mountains. I feel breath so relieved.

My mom and I were sitting on a bench in the park, we were too busy chatting until we didn't realize Syifa ran out and through the gate. When I realized Syifa wasn't in the park, my mom and I panicked and ran out of the house to look for her.

And the sight I saw made my heart instantly beat very quickly. Syifa knelt in the middle of the road, right in front of the car that I heard the sound of the tire friction with the asphalt squeaking very hard when the car braked suddenly.

" Syifa.!", Mama immediately chased after Syifa and grabbed her into an embrace, then carried her.

" You don't papa dear?, forgive the grandmother who did not pay attention to you, because of the fun of talking to your mother", mama continued to kiss all parts of Syifa's face so grateful because Syifa is fine. Though there was a car in front of him exactly, it means Syifa is a very lucky child.

Syifa shook her head, "No pain",

The driver came out and apologized to me many times while I was checking on Syifa.

" Syifa is not papa ma'am, sorry.".", Syifa said in a softly restrained voice.

" I'm sorry, your daughter ran off in the middle of the road, thankfully she wasn't seriously hurt, we're sorry again".

I heard her voice like a stranger, and it turned out that the two people in the car were Bian and Utari. I don't know how long we haven't seen each other.

" Utari, it's me, how are you two?", I asked as I stared at them alternately.

Bian looks more contained, fatter now, while Utari is still the same as before, slimmer.

" Raya...., so the little girl who almost got hit by our car was your daughter?".

I nodded getting a question from Utari just now.

" Fila Bu Herni has been visited again. It's been almost 4 years just seeing a gardener and ART coming out of that house".

" Oh yeah that's Fila belongs to my family, if there's free time let's talk". Utari told me.

" You two just arrived?, if there is no busy tonight, come to our Fila, there will be a barbeque party to celebrate Shaka's birthday" I said.

They got into the car again, and entered Fila who was right next to our Fila, Fila was also no less spacious than Fila's mother Yoga.

At 8 pm all had gathered in the front garden of Fila, right my estimation earlier, here the air is very cold, similar to when in Rinjani first. Fortunately, I brought thick clothes, so the body still feels warm. Especially Syifa who is still a child, I have worn thick clothes, I duplicate it again with a thick fur sweater, so she does not feel cold, and still play romp with Juna and Shaka.

I'm glad that all my family is together and happy tonight. It was as if the sadness, tribulations and tribulations of the past had been healed.

The great hatred towards Yoga has now turned into even greater love than before.

I who used to feel all the unpleasant things since being caught pregnant out of wedlock, can now again feel the happiness in my life.

I was worried that I would never feel happy again. But it turns out that the Almighty still gives me the opportunity to rise from adversity, and to return to feeling happiness.