Kinara's Wait
Be marooned
Filipiner.
A year has passed since he fell into the bottomless and endless sea of Papua.
Now a handsome young man with a typical Indonesian face is busy helping an old grandmother trade.
From morning they had been trading around but no one had bought yet. The handsome young man let out a heavy sigh.
The grandmother sitting next to him now chuckled little to see the handsome young man repeatedly snorting as a girl deliberately approached him.
"Why the hell? Should it be followed by that girl?!" the granny who now laughs at the face of her jutek.
"Leave it Al. If they're tired, they'll be tired themselves!" his reply was still laughing when he saw the sour face of the handsome young man of his grandson.
Al snorted again, "yes every day Grandma! Are they not tired of what? Should I follow you mulu? Grandma's kesel! I think I'm a fugitive!" another thing that made Grandma laugh.
"Not a fugitive, son. But the straying newcomers here. Hem.. How are you doing with your family in Al Africa? Do you have no desire to go home?" ask the Grandma to her handsome granddaughter.
The handsome young man was daydreaming. Suddenly those eyes were sad and sad. The Grandma could see it even though the thin lips were smiling sweetly at her.
"Who the hell is Nek, who doesn't miss the family in Indonesia? Grandma is the same, right? Even we are both the same. We've been presumed dead by our entire family!"
"But not with your wife!"
She smiled, "You miss him. Even miss them so much. It'sit's okay. Go home. Grandma's fine here. Grandma will be waiting for your Grandpa. Because this is the agreement between the two of us." the old woman shed her tears.
Al took a long breath. "If Grandma insists on Grandma's stance. Al is like that too. We wait for grandfather to return, only after that we go back to Indonesia." Firmly hugging the Grandma who sobbed in his arms.
The old woman nodded. "That'll be a long time, son! I don't know where he is at the moment. He promised to go home after two years. But not really. It's been fifteen years, son. Fifteen years. Whether you're alive or dead, Grandma doesn't know son." sobbing on the chest of her grandson's field.
More precisely his adopted grandson whom he had just adopted this one year.
When he was found by a fisherman on the coast in a state of severe injury, the grandmother took care of him.
Because he could recognize from the army uniform that he was wearing at that time. The same uniform that Grandma's husband left and never came back.
Some say her husband was stranded to the Philippines. So he followed her to become a Filipino citizen in search of the husband who now knows where he is.
"Already Grandma. Al will stay here to accompany Grandma no matter when. What is clear is that we will return to Indonesia after Grandpa Raja returns. Even if he was still alive, he must be currently courting Grandma. And then wait, wait."
"But your wife is waiting for you there Al!"
"Al know Grandma. He was in a family that loved him and protected him. Especially his eldest brother. He would do anything for his beloved sister. So Grandma don't have to worry, right? Al will be patient to accompany Grandma here. If it wasn't for Grandma who was quick to help Al, Al might not be real at this time Nek.." lirihhhnya so heartbreaking to the Grandmother.