HELLO SUNSHINE
Hello 40, Dream
Izza looked at his laptop, trying to find entertainment by watching dramas from abroad, but the more he looked the more chaotic he thought. Apparently all Rama's words are continuously recorded in his brain memory. Until he fell asleep at his desk.
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In Izza's dream, he saw the moments of the loss of family due to the rage of the red boy, the memories reappeared, really hurt in the heart. Puck after puck of memories slowly asked for time to twist memories. Something never expected, leaving a real wound.
"Where's brother?" there was a loud screaming sound after seeing his parents burning in front of his eyes.
It was always that question that managed to slash the wound in the chest. Izza had no memory loss after the incident, so clearly all he could remember. In his prostration he always asked God to reunite him with the brother he believed was still alive. Rapalan do'a who hopes her brother is always happy and keeps smiling until he can meet again with her.
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At the time of the incident, a very dark night sign of rain will fall because there was a geludug ringing, even though the day was very hot.
Never thought by Izza that the morning was the gaze of her brother who last saw, never thought the wave of his hand to go to work would be a story that flowed tears.
That night when it was raining heavily on Kota, his brother broke through to buy Izza a packet of fried rice he ordered while his brother was still on his way home. At that time Izza will face the exam of Junior High. So that the brother wants his sister to be fulfilled food intake so that he can study. The fire not only wiped out his family, but all his dreams.
The local social service handed Izza over to an orphanage because there were no relatives in Jakarta. Family contact was on the HP of his parents who may have been burned with his parents.
"Sister, I miss you, miss you so much." Izza spoke in her sleep.
Izza hopes that the longing entrusted to God will always reach his brother and his beloved parents.
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Mba Gita was standing behind Izza, just now he heard Izza rummaging the same thing.
Initially Mba Gita wanted to wake up Izza so that I could sleep in a mattress not on his study table, but his intention was canceled because Mba Gita knew exactly if Izza must be dreaming of a disaster that befell his family. Not the same love Izza, but according to Mba Gita this is how Izza let go of the longing to meet his family. Mba Gita again closed the door to Izza's room and returned to her room
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Rama and Mang Ujang arrived at the villa at midnight. Mang Ujang pamit went straight home using his car Rama.
Once there, the workers there provide warm tea for Rama. Rama immediately took a bath and laid his body in the room.
After a bit of relaxation, he took out the laptop from inside his bag and took the USB that Mba Nay had handed to Rama.
Rama had never seen the contents, because it felt not yet the time. But today he was determined to listen to what Mba Nay wanted to tell him. There are two folders, Faqi and Baby. Rama opens a folder with his name on it, believing the baby folder is Sachi's right. This folder contains photos, videos and letters.
"For my sister who is sure after playing this video will look more handsome and mature... Faqi (formerly still called this) ... Mba Nay recorded the video because we rarely can talk long just alone. This is the expression of a fragile soul and is ultimately able to be treated with your presence. When the morning sun strok this body, Mba hoped that his light brought good news, to treat the restless soul so far. When the wind blows, Mba hopes to bring a longing for him far away. Mba Nay loved Mas Haidar more and more as this fetus grew bigger. Thank you for changing your dream for Mba Nay and this innocent baby. Faqis ... Do you know what Mba is feeling right now? That your presence is able to wash the recesses of the soul that has blistered and make the pulse rhythmic again. You are like a little star that adorns the sky of Mba. Whatever will happen later, please take care of Mba's child and also help to find Mba's sister who is out of nowhere. We separated when the fire broke out. Mba has saved in this flash the photo of Mba's sister is still left in HP, only this is in the HP gallery. Mba also put his social media so you can browse and know where he is if he is still alive. I leave my precious people beside you Faqi, including Mas Haidar who is already difficult to reach. Let my prayers be able to embrace her from afar. But if you can't find Mba's sister .. gapapa Faqi, it's important that you try to find her" said Mba Nay's recording.
Rama repeated the video four times and in the photos of his sister Mba Nay he tried to zoom in and pay attention to the look on his face. The social media listed has also been checked, but users have been inactive since the incident. Rama tried to send a personal message to his sister Mba Nay's social media. Hoping that if he still existed and could access his social media, he could immediately contact Rama.
"Mba .. will Rama try to find. Although it can not promise many things, hopefully Mba can calm down" said Rama.
Rama fell asleep with his laptop still on. At dawn he woke up and prayed with the workers in the villa. Still sleepy, he returned to lay his body on the living room sofa.
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Sunlight has entered the sidelines of the glass, Pak Isam's entourage has not been seen, it looks like it will only depart this morning from Jakarta.
Because watching the video over and over again, finally all kept ringing in Rama's brain, until carried away by a dream and woke up in shock as if meeting Mba Nay.
Mang Ujang who died in the car, intended to wake up Rama because he wanted to ask whether today he was needed or not.
Mang Ujang whose position is close to Rama was also shocked because Rama who woke up immediately sat down and glared.
"Yes Allah Gusti." said Mang Ujang while wiping his chest.
"Mang Ujang want to mess with me?" rama asked in shock.
"Amit-amit Mas Boss. Do I have a job or not?" man Ujang.
Rama was still sitting while rubbing his eyes, after full awareness he asked for coffee prepared the same workers in the villa.
"So how's Mas Boss?" ask Mang Ujang.
"Yuk Mang Road" said Rama.
"Where's the road?" ask Mang Ujang again.
"Find a motorbike that can be purchased and brought right now, quite right for us here" explained Rama.
"This Boss Mas is avoiding you anyway? wake up and buy a motorbike. Don't buy planes" said Mang Ujang.
"Truly .. ga maybe we are here using a car if going anywhere. Mending riding a motorbike can sat set sat set" replied Rama with his leisure.
Workers at the villa provided two cups of black coffee for Rama and Mang Ujang, not forgetting to serve fried bananas for them.
"Thank you ... Is this a garden banana?" ask Rama.
"Muhun Mas Rama" replied the villa worker.
"Big fire is also the garden, I think only near the villa" said Rama.
"Width Mas" replied the villa worker briefly.
"Who's at breakfast that works?" ask Rama.
"Not yet Mas, just ngeteh and just coffee" replied the villa worker.
"Know Ceu Lilis?" ask Rama.
"Know oruh Mas" replied the villa worker.
The villa worker looked towards Mang Ujang.
"Geura atuh" said Mang Ujang.
"Yes Kang" replied the villa worker.
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"Mba, I can't if Izza's permission to go to the orphanage today, come home Tuesday. Want to go there, talk to Mom, miss her, it's been a month just communication using the phone" Izza asked very carefully.
"Mba can't go between Za" replied Mba Gita while cooking.
"Izza rose ojol. God willing can do it" Izza replied.
"You again bete huh? Every bete has to be there, what's there?" search Mba Gita wonder.
"Talk to Mom there as if talking to Mom herself. Very good mother, full of compassion, always make kangen" explained Izza.
"You think the same decision of Mas Rama who stopped unilaterally that's it?" search Mba Gita.
"Mba GA... Izza just misses Mom. It has nothing to do with anyone. Want to vent and hug her" Izza replied.
"Yes already there. send greetings to Mother" said Mba Gita.
"God willing to be sidelined, thank you Mba" said Izza while embracing Mba Gita.
"Udah ah no need to spoiled. has become bigger now" said Mba Gita.
The orphanage was a temporary stopover for Izza before finally being asked by Mba Gita to stay and be taken care of. If the mother in question is the mother of the head of the orphanage, who takes care of and is like the mother of Izza.
The introduction of Mba Gita with the orphanage was at the time when Pak Isam's company held a joint open and compensation. Invited three orphanages and one of them was the orphanage where Izza was located.
Izza, who was then Junior High, was given the responsibility to keep his "sisters" as the event took place. Apparently Mba Gita was interested and asked the mother of the orphanage so that Izza could be cared for by him.
During Mba Gita, all the needs of Izza life are met. It can be a decent school, clothing and personal needs more than enough. Mba Gita has changed her life into a new one.
Not only the material that Mba Gita gives, but the protection and affection of an older brother Izza felt.
For an orphan like Izza, it must be the figure of the mother of the orphanage to be a substitute for the figure of parents. So if there was anything, Izza would have complained to him. There is a sense of calm if close together and talking directly.
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Izza eagerly tidied up his clothes to be taken to the orphanage, there are some clothes that are still worth wearing but it is not in accordance with him who has intended to wear his jeans again, the pants are neat and put in plastic to be taken to the orphanage.
Just now he wants to pay to Mba Gita, his HP has sounded. Phone call from the mother of the home who told her that her brother's mother of the home died. So can not meet with Izza because want to immediately return to his village.
Actually, the mother of the parlour was also a bit confused. The bus to Tasikmalaya is only available at ten in the morning (whose tickets are still available). It was still morning, still six in the morning.
Customs in the village did not wait long to immediately bury the body. While the mother of the orphanage still wants to squirm her brother for the last time.
"Mba.. how about. kasian Ibu want to go home Kampung but can't now" asked Izza to Mba Gita who already knew the problem because he had talked to the Mother of Home.
"Where is it. Bring a car is the only way to chase time. At the parlour can anyone drive?" ask Mba Gita.
"There is a wealth of Mba, who helps clean up will usually be a driver if there is a call" replied Izza.
"This aja..you take the car to the orphanage directly from there let the driver who brought it to Tasikmalaya, right you have not experience out of town nyetirnya. How if you come along so that Mother has friends, kasian if only both are the same driver. This is a little Mba to buy gasoline. You still have money to handle?" ask Mba Gita.
"There is Mba. there is still the last given salary from Abrisam Group. I was also given a bonus from the company, said HRD anyway orders from Boss" said Izza.
"Yes you have used it first, hopefully enough for gasoline and round-trip tolls yes" said Mba Gita.
"God willing enough Mba, if that Izza take the same jacket plus one more stel clothes just in case" said Izza.
"Yes. bring a thick jacket Za.. there is cold, especially the gini-rich testing season, definitely more cold" suggested Mba Gita.
"Yes Mba" said Izza.
Izza went back into his room, prepared what he needed, then darted into the orphanage.
The streets are a little slow because Saturday many offices are off, half an hour Izza has been to the orphanage. There he was immediately greeted by Mother, the driver immediately checked the condition of the vehicle. After checking, they prepare to leave.
"Mom.we pass where, gini weekend usually a lot of traffic jams.
long holiday. If Cipularang will not be going to the afternoon until. Now eight o'clock passing, if smoothly around ashar deh new sampe, because it is from the city is still quite the distance to home. Ba'da ashar's buried plan isn't it?" ask driver.
"Yes, too, Mas... Which way do you let me spit?" said Mother of the parlor.
"Now the road first towards Cikampek, sir, I will call the first Lake people I know" said Izza.
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Izza called Mang Ujang, they had exchanged no HP, because Izza used to be picked up by Mang Ujang several times when taking care of Hotel documents on the instructions of Rama.
"Assalamualaikum Mang" said Izza.
"Waalaikumsalam, uh Izza, kangen yes same Mang Ujang to call gini" welcome Mang Ujang happy.
"When you want to go to Lake alternative paths that are not jammed through where?" ask Izza while preparing a notebook.
"Oh yes if Cipularang mah jammed for sure, because this is the holiday season, the beginning of the month anyway, plus there was info there was an accident. If Mang Ujang used to pass the alternative route when returning home. Thank God for five hours nyampe. You enter the Cikampek toll road further to the Cipali toll road, exit at Kertajati yes do Cirebon. Kertajati toll exit there is a T-junction, now take the right direction of the Duchy/Majalengka yes about two kilometers. From the red light of the Duchy straight until the direction of the city of Majalengka, about eighteen kilometers, the road is good already wide. If you have been in Majalengka City straight until you meet the Cigasong roundabout, take a right in the direction of Cikijing. Later there is a intersection of 3 Cikijing Deket Cikijing Police take a right turn towards Ciamis Tasikmalaya, follow the path of his destination to what village. Now there are many signboards" said Mang Ujang gave the direction of the road.