Love of the Journalist
18. You Raise Me Up
...18. You Raise Me Up...
Kenichi
Slightly disappointed suddenly the sister canceled her return. And tomorrow on his twenty-fifth birthday, he and his mother plan to tell all. Because they believed Kirei would be wise to respond and act after that. Although at first the brother was disappointed and angry it was still natural according to him.
Even with Mother who looks angry over the cancellation. Mommy has prepared her birthday cake, even ordered a yellow rice cone.
The custom of every husband and children's birthday. Make a tart cake and a yellow rice cone. Then divided into neighbors around.
There are no fancy celebrations. And expensive gifts. Only three. Cuddle each other, strengthen, support, and provide the best support.
Before my father died, the habit was even done long before returning to Indonesia.
The habit for five years in the Land of the Rising Sun was always done. Dividing food into neighboring apartments.
“We go to Semarang, Ken,” proposed by Mommy because you think tart cake is ready, yellow rice cone has been ordered.
“He again coverage out of town, Nda”. Although the sister said tomorrow he had returned to Semarang. But could it be? Suddenly the feeling was not good.
“Tomorrow early in the morning we go to Semarang.” Decree Mother.
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Danang
It turned out that the song stomping, beating, rock or whatever it was did not make the girl endure with her sleepiness. Evidently after the second Bon Jovi song was over, the girl fell asleep as well.
He deliberately stopped the car on the side of the road, adjust the position of the seat so that it can be more comfortable. Look at the girl longer.
“Kirei Fitriya Tsabita,”.
Then her smile expands perfectly. Suddenly his heart rippled. There was a sneaking feeling that he himself did not know what his name was.
His hands were stopped in midair, as the girl muttered indistinctly in her sleep.
“In sleep only, you still ngigau. What are you thinking?” he nodded with a cheering look.
The journey he continued back after making sure Kirei was asleep and comfortable.
Until the sun has leaned west, the car has entered the intended district area. But according to GPS it takes about 45 minutes to reach the location.
The car had already entered a deserted road, only one or two vehicles had passed through. Even the road is paved here and there.
Dugs.
The girl's head stumbled as the car tyre went into the big hole. But he tried to avoid it. Kirei woke up muttering, “already arrived, yes, sir?” Kirei asked as he straightened up to the side of the window.
“Sorry .. road broken,”
“You until you wake up.”
“It seems very good to sleep me, yes .. hehe, sorry to do, Mr. driving alone ” said Kirei felt bad. Shame at once.
Perhaps during his sleep there was drool dripping, “Ya, ampuunnn,” pekiknya in the heart. Reflex rubbed the tip of his lips. But as soon as he was relieved, there was no salivation there.
“You are so happy. Almost two hours.”
“Hah!” The girl gasped. His feelings said he had only been asleep for a moment.
“We'll be back again until,” he said.
The car entered the pine forest area owned by perhutani. The air outside is fresher. He opened the window.
Sure enough fresh air immediately burst out. They pick up their sense of smell.
“Fresh,” muttered the girl while breathing a lot of air and then exhaling slowly.
Plongs.
The car turns into a dirt road that has not been touched by asphalt. There are only a few houses, it is also with a distance from one another quite far.
“Bapak, sure here his home?” ask the girl. His head turned to the right and to the left.
“It seems,” the answer is a bit doubtful. According to the members who used to come here when taking family DNA samples to be matched with DNA samples of victims of the same address.
But after arriving at the location. The form of a joglo house with a living fence of every house is exactly the same makes it confused.
He stopped the car on the shoulder.
“After arrival, Sir?” ask Kirei.
He shook his head, then got out of the car without answering. It was seen that he was approaching a middle-aged man who was sitting on the porch of his house.
He soon returned and sat behind the wheel. Drive the car slowly. Until the row of houses at the end of the car stops, because the path does not allow the car to enter.
“We have arrived,”.
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Sitting on a bamboo matting stool whose color has faded, even with a little motion can cause noise.
Kriyetc....
He grimaced at the man sitting beside him. From earlier he held the urge to urinate. But a nod to the owner of the house who never met them.
Said his son who received them earlier, Mr. Giwok was in the rice field has not come home. Usually go home before azan maghrib.
Seeing him who was like restless and uncomfortable, Danang asked curiously, “Kamu why?”
It bites its inner lips, “I .. I kebelet want to pee, Mr.” Said blushing.
Clearly the man held back his folded laughter. Quickly get up from sitting and out of nowhere disappear. Then came along with Mr. Giwok's son who had welcomed him.
“Mbaknya want to pee?” ask son Mr. Giwok, “mari follow me,” he added.
He hurried to follow the long haired girl.
“But, sorry its jedhing (bathroom) like that,” girl named Wulan was pointing to a bathroom with a zinc building without a roof with a height as many adults separated from the main house. Suddenly he remembered his cubicle table, almost like he thought.
Relieved. After his wish is fulfilled.
He went back into the living room. But Danang's figure was invisible there. Wailing he searched for his whereabouts, it turned out he was smoking in the corner of the porch.
The twilight had disappeared, changing the night. Lighting lamps with minimal lighting because the average population uses a bulb lamp with a yellowish bias. Supported joglo houses with natural wooden boards make the atmosphere deeper dimness.
Mr. Giwok and his wife came home right when the azan maghrib reverberated. The location of the rice fields far from his residence made him somewhat late from usual. Because in the rice field is the stage of renewal (plow) before planting seedlings.
The hospitality of Mr. Giwok and his family when greeting them and answering the questions he asked was beyond doubt.
“So my brother named Narni was to Semarang after marrying her husband?” ask by sipping the tubruk tea served in striated cups that still reflect thin smoke.
“Ya .. they went to the city, he said he wanted to improve life there. Nyatane, kok rich dadine cake. Kepriwe ndean's? (apparently, it's like this. How to try?)”
“One month after getting married exactly. They went to Semarang. Worked at a shoe factory. Several times sent word, while pregnant. Continues while giving birth to her daughter. She also told her son she named Aluna. But at the birth of her son was her husband in PHK. She has not worked since she became pregnant.”
There was a gurat of sadness emanated on Mr. Giwok's old face. What's more knowing the nephew died in a tragic and very sad way. Even Mr. Giwok's wife could not help but cry.
But according to his confession, he did not expect that his uncle would be deposited on a foundation that is not far from his sister's contract. Even before his departure to Sumatra to work in oil palm plantations Narni did not mention that.
He thought his nephew would be taken along.
Nahas, the ponakan must experience a terrible destiny. It has been fortunate to be a poor baby when he was 4 months old to be accommodated in the foundation, then raised without parental affection because both died because the bus that was driven to Sumatra had an accident.
Even though Mr. Giwok is still able if only to accommodate a nephew to live with him.
Yeah, life's mediocre as he told me. Eat with boiled cassava alongside vegetable bobor spinach pickled in his own garden like tonight which is served on the table for him.
The blood is thicker than water. Whatever the circumstances and circumstances, the family will return home. The family will support us, give us strength and protection. The same happened to Mr. Giwok's family.
Almost three hours they did a casual question and answer session without intimidation, just flowing.
Time moves so fast. He put the notebook, camera, recorder back in his backpack. Intend to end and leave.
But it looks like the universe is not on their side. Thundering and lightning lightning struck from earlier. Even the rain falls so hard on the earth.
They run towards the car.
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Note :
DNA is deoxyribonucleic acid or deoxyribonucleic acid. DNA is the genetic material that determines the nature and physical characteristics of a person. The benefits of DNA testing or genetic testing are not only to find out a person's bloodline or identity, but also to detect certain diseases. (Source: Alodokter.com)
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