Healing

Healing
88. Karmas


Tonight I sleep very soundly, probably because of fatigue after a long day of traveling and activities that drain the mind as well. It felt like I had just closed my eyes, but I had already heard the door of my room being knocked from outside.


" Raya... already at 6 am, do you not want to wake up?, mama knows you are on holiday, but did not wake up this afternoon as well. Your younger brothers who are boys have come home from the mosque and again help mama make dough. You just keep sleeping!".


Mama's screams this morning were very noisy and upsetting, but I will definitely miss this scream after I stay at Bian's house later. There will be no one to wake me up screaming like my mom right now. It is precisely possible that, after waking up and about to leave the room, Bian will hold me back again and again.


I got out of bed and went out of the room so that my mom would not keep shouting my name. Turns out to be right, Juna and Shaka are helping mama. Juna who was holding the mixer and Shaka who was sifting flour. Very hard for both of them. I will miss times like this one.


" Girls wake up at noon, ashamed of the neighbors chickens who had woken up and crowed", mama still mengedumel because of my habit that would be lazy if the moon came. My mom knows my bad habits.


I just grinned the horse at my mother's innuendo, and kept walking towards the bathroom to wash my face. But unfortunately when I touch the water in the dipper feels so cold. As a result I paused my intention to wash my face, and headed to the kitchen, took a little warm water to wash my face, just returned to the living room intending to help my mother.


" Raya help nih ma?", I asked, because I was confused what to do.


When Shaka was a baby, I used to sell cakes and fried foods that I put in the stalls, but since I worked in restaurants and my work time all day, I have rarely been creative, I almost never make cakes or anything like that. Because every time you go home from work you feel tired and need a break.


" You go to the side of the house, papa has picked banana leaves for a wrap to make lemper later tonight. You clean and cut up the leaves of the banana this wide", mama gave an example so that I am not confused.


" It was papa who told me to do the task of cutting banana leaves, but there was an order to enter, enough to increase income" said mama explained.


I immediately nodded and went to the side of the house, there were already many banana leaves piled up still with the stem. I entered again through the back door to the kitchen to pick up the knife, and returned to the place where the banana leaves had piled up. But the presence of someone surprised me.


The man riding the Kawasaki ninja motorcycle in red with a helmet covering his face. But I know who that man is even though his face is invisible.


Yoga...


Why did he come here so early in the morning. There is a mama and papa at home, there is also Juna who wants to beat him up if they meet. How dare he come here alone.


Fearing that there would be a commotion, I rushed over to her who was still sitting on the motorbike, "What are you here for?, are you not satisfied almost messing things up?,, what, you are not satisfied with almost messing things up?, you can cause a commotion if until mom, papa, and Juna know you are here" I said quietly full of emphasis.


" If you don't want to have a scene here, come with me, I want to talk to you, and this is important" Yoga said, opening his helmet, but I held his hand so he wouldn't open his helmet.


" I can't, I promised Utari I won't see you again, so please, get out of here right now, before anyone else sees you here", I begged Yoga to leave immediately, but Yoga was not her name if she left just before her wish was achieved.


" I'll stay here and talk here if you don't want to come and talk to me Ra".


As expected, he would definitely force his will as usual, maybe I should just go inside the house and let the others know if Yoga was here, then, but what if Juna beat him all out, I'm sure Yoga's face is now full of wounds due to the incident with Bian yesterday.


I can't possibly add a lot of injuries to him, not because I think of Yoga, I don't care what kind of battered Yoga, I think Utari. They will also be married tomorrow just like me, it would be a shame if the groom's face is full of wounds. And again, I made a promise to Utari last night, if I would never see Yoga again. The new age last night promised, the morning has denied, what kind of man am I.


But it is not my position now to meet Yoga, he is the one who came to my house, so for this one it is not my fault, I have no intention of reneging on a promise.


" Let's go get on my bike Ra, it's really important, and I have to tell this story to you". Yoga still persuades me.


No. I must not be inedible his persuasion again, I must be a woman who stands firm. It cannot be easily shaken.


Mama and the others saw me run into the house and close the door pretty hard.


" Kak Raya why?, why are rich people chased by ghosts so?, eh not people chased by ghosts, but a badcong kayak that crammed at the crossroads pursued by Satpol-PP", Shaka purposely joked to see me who entered in haste and a panicked expression.


" Discriminate you if you talk, is indeed a sister similar to a badcong?, pity brother Bian dong if the brother is rich. There was a neighbor goat that escaped from the cage, I was afraid that the goat was sitting, so my brother hurriedly entered the house", I said, forced to lie.


Mama, and Shaka immediately stood up to me and peeked out through the window.


" Where is there a goat?, there is no kok" said Shaka, because there is no neighbor goat off.


" It's a bit far away maybe, this way was right when the brother entered, now the goat is far away for sure" said I reassured.


When I looked out, it turned out that Yoga was still in that place, he was really stubborn. Even now he's calling me, shitty guy, what's important to me.


I don't care as much as Yoga talks about, because I don't care about her life anymore.


" That phone rings why isn't it on the sidelines?, doesn't it matter?", asked Shaka again.


" It really does not matter, from brother's friend, most willing to confide, very bad brother dengerin he confided", wow.


" Yes already there finish the task you finish the banana leaves, do not make strange excuses if you just want to run away from the task, use bring the neighbor's goat for an excuse", said the mother who did not pay attention to the existence of yoga outside, still sitting on the motorcycle, wearing a helmet while staring at the cellphone because it was calling me.


Mama and Shaka return to the living room to join Juna, who still faithfully shakes the cake dough. They do not suspect the existence of Yoga there.


" Buruan mengesin leaves banana Ra, outside cloudy, maybe soon rain, can wet the leaves if raining", mama still told me to go to the side of the house to clean the banana leaves.


But I saw Yoga still there, I was forced to go out, rather than mama constantly noisy telling me to clean the banana leaves.


I went outside and cleared the leaves, without looking at Yoga, I knew Yoga was still there, and walked closer to me.


" I've said I don't want to go with you, if you want to talk about it there, I can also hear, but don't take off your helmet" I said while cleaning the leaves.


I saw Yoga nod, " yesterday I was honest with Utari about what happened to us in the past. I hoped she would tell her parents, and her parents would get angry and cancel our marriage, but it turned out that Utari did not seem to tell her parents about what I told her. That's why maybe tomorrow I'll marry him".


I was still listening to Yoga's explanation while tearing up banana leaves as wide as the example you gave earlier.


" If you object to my wedding and Utari's, I'll leave tomorrow instead of leaving, but I won't be present at my wedding tomorrow, and I'll be gone forever Ra, I won't ruin your wedding with Bian, but I can't continue my relationship with Utari".


" I don't love him, and I can't touch him, like a man who gains karma, every time I try to touch another woman, your face suddenly appears, and it makes me unable to do anything with another woman".


Is it true that Yoga spoke the truth, he lied to me too much, and now I can't just believe what he said.