Kiss Me
Go home

This morning Anwa was waiting for a travel car that would take her home to Lampung. One travel bag and backpack contains souvenirs for his family.

"I went home first, Neth" he said, linking his cheeks to Aneth.

"Ati-ati Wa, tidakin if you've already arrived."

Anwa gets into the travel car and Aneth goes on to leave for his office.

The Jakarta Lampung journey takes about five to six hours and takes two and a half hours to get to the district where Anwa lives.

The trip stopped at a large house that began to shabby unkempt, the fence is rusty, the plants are not neatly arranged like before.

Anwa's father was a civil servant, his last position was the head of the trade service, until a situation that brought the father was in a vicious circle that was never satisfied with the results he got. Although the punishment is not too heavy, after three years Anwa's father out of prison, only social sanctions that they will get for life.

Yes, Anwa the corrupt boy. He used to hear the nickname, not to mention Malik who was still in High School, still unstable. Family circumstances made Malik had to stop school. Their families are messed up, Mother can only lament her fate of being the wife of a corruptor.

Until finally after completing her studies Anwa decided to stay in the capital, looking for a job to finance her own life.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

(i dreadin Linked ~Nadin Amizah)

And here he is, standing in front of a rusty fence. Entering the courtyard of the house, knocking on the door with the shabby white paint.

"Assalamualaikum," hail.

"Ayuk Wawa.." the sweet-faced young man with the guitar in his hand was surprised to see Anwa in the doorway. "Corn?" he put down the guitar and took a quick step to give Anwa a warm hug.

"Malik" Anwa's eyes glazed over.

"Come on, didn't tell me to go home."

"Sayuk said to Mommy, but did not tell her when to go home," said Anwa rubbed her tears, "you are very high." Paying attention to Malik's height makes him look up.

"Come, Mother in the room, from yesterday's illness, the doctor said Mother's blood pressure rose, maybe kangen Ayuk Wawa."

They went into a large room that never changed with the typical fragrant Mother.

"Mother ...."

"God ...."

The two women of different ages hugged each other, removing tears from each other. Longing for years.

"Don't tell me if Wawa came home today? kan Bunda can masakin Wawa Wawa favorite food," said the Mother.

"Surprise let Mommy get well" he said kissing Mother's cheek.

"Malik, here.. how is college?"

"For the thesis, doain cepet kelar yes, so that can cepet dapet work, Malik wants to cepet-cepet go from here."

Anwa commented with a smile, she knew very well what it was like to be Malik, having to endure in order to take care of Mommy while Anwa was in the capital.

"Who's there?" the baritone voice entered the room.

Anwa turned to the origin of the voice. "Dad" he kissed the back of the old man's hand.

"Laughter, home?" the man looked at the princess, then hugged her.

"Yes, Wawa's coming home."

In the past, this family was so harmonious, there was rarely always a problem living in the household of two Anwa parents. Somehow the story can all change because of the father's fatal mistake. And to be honest, just recently Anwa has been able to forgive everything.

"We welcome Anwa home Bun, cook what or buy what outside," said the father eagerly, "buy pempek-pempek? or that famous Soni meatball? or Wawa wants something else? Wawa told Dad."

"Laughter does not want what Dad, Mother, let Mother rest first."

"Yes already that Ayuk Wawa rest first also in the room yes," said Malik.

Mother's father also gave time for his son to rest first.

"Thank you Yuk" Malik was so happy.

"This is for Mother, later taro in the mother's room yes," he said giving a paper bag containing a robe shirt. "And this is for dad" one box of brown leather sandals.

"Come on," said Malik sitting by Anwa's side, "thank you, Ayuk has set aside money for Malik's lectures to date."

"It's Ayuk's job, Malik don't have to think about the heavy-heavy, enough lectures, the chepet is finished and so the lucky person, to be successful," he said smilingly caressing the young man's head gently.

Their conversation lasted a long time, Malik recounted the situation of Mother and Father in recent years. Mother who must find an order for boxed rice and Dad who must be a call driver if anyone needs his services.

Life is spinning, right? there are times when we are at the top and there are times when we will also feel at the bottom. It is like a wheel that always turns at will.

A bit of Anwa's family life that they have to face and live. Not to mention the social sanctions they have to accept, many forget and many still survive to sneer. Not only does God forgive, his servant has tried to return to the right path, but there are still many who look one eye.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

That day Arkana had to give up the time to meet with a Wedding Organizer who again held cooperation with his restaurant.

Just took the time to visit Anwa in the afternoon as usual. Waiting for him in front of the office after an hour ago, calling his phone remained inactive.

Arkana felt the need to explain everything that happened yesterday afternoon after Anwa's meeting with her and Alya.

Pursued his intention to enter the office Anwa considering the father must be there. And wait for what Arkana did, until Magrib was never seen.

Decided to go to the Anwa boarding house, knocking on the door of the room that was not as welcome as usual.

"Search Anwa?" ask Aneth.

"Oh yes, is Anwa there?" ask Arkana.

"Don't you know?" Arkana.

"Where to?" this time he asked back.

"Anwa came home this morning" Aneth approached Arkana, standing in front of Anwa's room.

"Come home?"

"Yes to Lampung."

Arkana. "Lo know the address?"

Aneth shrugged his shoulders.

"Do not know?" ask Arkana to make sure.

Aneth shook his head.

"Gue only knows he's coming back to Lampung, don't know exactly where, only if the area he once said his name was KotaBumi,"

"Do you know exactly where? maybe you didn't ask her the address" Arkana tried to convince the girl in front of her.

"Before a while" Aneth walked into his room.

And come back with a piece of newspaper that has folded fold and looks shabby.

"This," he said, offering a piece of paper, "that's his name, you can search the internet, bokap Anwa suspected of corruption in his area, maybe you can get the exact address through the name of the bokapnya, understand my intent," said Aneth again.

After thanking Aneth, Arkana returned to her apartment, carrying a suitcase containing her clothes and all her equipment while in Lampung.

With the information he got from a piece of the girl's father's name, Arkana finally found out where Anwa was. At eleven that night he also drove his car to Merak to get to Lampung.

*Ayuk \= Sister \= Mbak

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