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7. MARBOTS

The little boy did not answer the question of the stall brother, he was still enjoying his special meal. We patiently wait. After the food on his plate ran out, the shop brother again offered the little boy.

"You want more, brother?" This time the boy heard the warung's brother's offer. She shook her head.

"What's your name, brother?" I was following the warung brother, said sister.

"Open." He answers.

"Where's left? Your parents are still there, right?" Randi was impatient, asking two questions at once. Opik did not answer Randi's question. He just shakes.

"Loh, you mean you don't have a mother?" Randi curious. Again Opik nodded. I don't know what it means. Me, Randi, and my brother can only look at each other. There was pity in our hearts, but more curiosity.

"Where have you lived ?" Again Randi asked. Randi could not help his curiosity.

"Everywhere, Ka. sometimes in the store. Sometimes in this terminal, anywhere. My house is a lot." I'm silent, there's pain in this heart. Imagine how small a child as Opik, did not have a house where he lived. Then what if it rains big, where Opik takes shelter? If Opik is sick, who takes care of him?. How bitter life must Opik live.

"How about from now on, Opik lives in the shop brother. Sekalian nemani brother. Brother lives alone in a stall, brother's family is far away in the village." Wonderful idea. Out of a sincere heart. Opik's eyes sparkled, staring at the warung's brother.

"Can, Bang?" Opik can't believe it. The old man nodded for sure. Opik stood up, half ran over to the elder brother, hugging him tightly.

"Thank you, Brother. Thanks." Without me noticing the corner of my eye was wet. This incredible sight before me made me, Randi, take a deep breath.

"How much is it, Bang?" I just remembered. Opik had finished eating, and I had to continue my journey. Opik let go of his embrace, the old man smiled at my question.

"The child's own time to eat, must pay." This shop brother is very good, Opik eat no need to pay. He took the money out of his pocket. Give it to Randi.

"Although not as much as your lost money, but hopefully useful for your next needs." Randi refused, not feeling good. Warung brother still forced. Finally the money given by Randi's stall brother put it in his pocket as well.

We continue the journey. We took public transportation according to the instructions of the warung brother. Street's jammed. Even though the passengers we were traveling on were full, public transportation often stopped. Completely stuck. In a city as big as Bandung, congestion seems to occur every day. It's a little different from our town, Cirebon. Congestion only occurs at certain times.

'Dit' 'Dit' 'Diiiuitt' heard the sound of car and motorcycle horns simultaneously. It's noisy. I tried to look through the glass windows of public transport. But nothing seems to happen. All that looks is a pile of solid vehicles. Moments later, the public transport we were riding on, moved back in. Slowly.

We finally arrived at our destination. Ledeng Terminal. We down. Said Abang warung, if we memorize anyway, we can go down in the fork before the plumbing terminal. But if we're not sure, it's nothing down at the plumbing terminal. We'll ask you again about the address we're looking for.

"Ask yuk, Ran."

"Come on, just go to the one in the rice stall." Randi pointed at a rice stall.

The man we asked, gave us a clue. From the terminal entrance, we turn left, then walk, quite about 10 minutes drive. Then we will reach the T-junction to the Geger Kalong region. You can also, from the terminal entrance, we turn left, walk a little, then cross, Enter the UPI Bandung Campus area. Inside the campus area can ask your brother about the direction to Geger Kalong.

Randi and I decided we were going to walk through the UPI campus. Take a walk around the campus.

"Wil, look. That's the campus."

"Rubber, Ran. Come on!" We crossed. It feels so excited about these footsteps. There is a sense of pride entering the campus gates. It feels like a student.

"Ran, here. Through this gate." I took Randi through the gate reserved for motorcycles. We intend to ask the guards permission to enter the campus area.

"Excuse me, Pa. Can we come in? We want to look around this campus, all of you want to go to Geger Kalong." The guards let us in. He even gave a hint, that at the second turn later, we have to turn left. We walked in the direction the guard pointed at earlier.

"Wil, look! Real nice. The shape of the building is unique." Randi pointed at the large building in front of us. The shape of the building is unique. There is a circle shape. Paint the building white. Increasingly add a magnificent impression. In front of the building are stairs. On the left and right side of the stairs there is a place to sit. It looks beautiful to be sitting there. Still in the area around the building, there is a large pond, which is surrounded by plants. There is also a seat around the pool. Fresh air is felt here.

"Sit down there yuk Wil." Randi could not stand it, wanted to feel his peace sitting by the pool.

"Sst. Later on. Afraid of the afternoon rush. Our journey is long." I reminded. Randi had to comply.

We keep going. I saw a lot of students walking on campus. Some are in the same direction as us, some are in the opposite direction.

"Wil, we stop first yuk. not good cape nih. Just look for the mosque, all prayers asar. soon will be asar." That's right Randi said. Soon as a stammer. Mumpung is in the campus area, near here there must be a mosque.

"Excuse me, Brother. Which mosque is it?" It just so happened that there was a student brother passing by in front of us.

"Oh, get there, Deck." The brother pointed towards the mosque. Randi and I walked in the direction that the student sister pointed out.

The campus is really beautiful. Nice buildings, lots of shade trees, beautiful gardens. The students are friendly too. The one who passed us earlier, everything looked good. Their clothes were also neat, looking unpretentious. And now, the mosque building in front of us, is amazingly beautiful. Nice and beautiful building, also beautiful inside the mosque.

"Wil, we sit down first. While waiting for the pickle time."

"Yes, Ran. Nice while taking a break." We sat in the corridor. Coincidentally in this corridor were also many student brothers who were sitting down as well. Most of the student brothers sat in groups. Are carrying out discussions. Some are busy typing something on the laptop, such as doing a task. One or two people, some just sit still. While looking at the park that is so beautiful decorate the courtyard of the mosque.

"Here be at home Wil."

"Yes Ran. Yes the air is cool, the garden is beautiful, the people are friendly. Tomorrow the day after tomorrow I seem to want to study here."

"Because Wil? You want to go to college here?" Randi wasn't sure of my words.

"Hopefully Ran. I hope so."

"Ran, look at that." Suddenly an idea came into my head.

"What Wil? What's up?" Randi saw someone I pointed at. A father was mopping in the area around the place of male ablution. Maybe the father was drying the floor passed by people who finished ablution.

"What's wrong with that guy Wil? That man looks like a mosque marbot."

"Yes right. Marbot mosque"

"Then?"

"We'll ask the father."

"Ask what? Second KK address?"

"Not."

"Trus, ask what?"

"Ask, may or may not we sleep in the mosque, tonight."

"Stay in the mosque?"

"Yes, so you don't have to pay for lodging."

"Maybe?"

"Well, we ask, tomorrow morning we help the father clean the mosque."

"You mean, we're going to be the mosque's marbot?"