MY BLOCK OF ICE
The blue painted house
Actually still at home
sitting there, but buyers began to arrive it feels bad if it bothers
people who are selling.
Nadin decided to continue his path. He was waiting for a taxi on the side of the road.
Until the sun started to rise, the streets began to rise
crowded. Many pedestrians pass by, cars precede each other to
being in the front row, the motorcyclist also does not want to lose, tucking
slipping between cars, it only takes half a meter to be able to do
his attraction.
Children in school uniforms sit at stops or on sidewalks waiting for an angkot that will transport them to school, with only two thousand dollars
they can already get to school if they use a private vehicle
that is enough to save money.
After waiting enough
long ago, finally the blue one who was waiting from earlier approached him, still from
nadin immediately stood up from his seat and waved to the blue
stop over.
Finally the blue one stopped also right in front of him, Nadin immediately went inside
that cab.
“Pak take me to this address yes!” nadin said as he showed the taxi driver a piece of paper.
“Good mbak!”
The taxi came back
walking, the argometer begins to calculate the distance and how many dollars he should
paid it.
Still ten minutes, the taxi was walking but it had stopped, just now Nadin was willing to close his eyes, he opened it again.
“Pak why stop? Is there a problem?” asked Nadin astonished.
“We have arrived!" the taxi driver answered with a little rest.
“After arrival?” ask Nadin again to make sure.
“Iya, that's his home?”
The taxi driver pointed to a house with blue paint
young, small but beautiful, the house looked well maintained.
Nadin started to match
the address on the paper given by Dini with the number listed
on the fence of that house.
“Iya sir is right his home!”
Nadin also gave up
the money is in accordance with the rates requested by the taxi driver.
He came down immediately. A taxi had passed from behind him, but he was still standing in his place.
Not because the house was small but he was thinking whether he could live in that place without the man he loved, living away from the man he loved so heavily, he said, what will he be able to go through after this, how
if that cold guy wouldn't have looked for her? How about we get there anytime
that guy won't find her? Or what if the cold guy was happy
with someone else without him?
Again, Nadin
can breathe, put it all together. He had already taken the decision to leave, so he had to be able to bear all the consequences, even though it was heavy but had to be
can still survive.
“If God will make us meet again, He will meet us at the right time, but not now!”
Nadin began to step his feet towards the fence, not in the lock nor in the
closed up.
Nadin did not need to hit the fence agra the owner opened, he
also immediately enter the yard, not the paving that becomes the ground cover
the courtyard, but the green grass was full in the courtyard, various flowers were growing there, and,
it seemed like the owner of this house was a woman, visible from so many flowers
which grew there.
Nadin finally stopped
on the doorstep, the house looked quiet, but the fence was not on
shutup? Nadin started knocking on the door but there was no word, but suddenly
from the side of the house came a mother, out of nowhere, but
looks like the owner of the house next door.
“Who to find mbak?”
Asked the woman with the negligee, she was still holding a broom like she had just
“Is this really Santi's house?”
“Iya mbak, but the guy is still selling, if his son is in school. There's a little boy, though,
looks like he's going to play, who's this mom?”
“I'm his brother from Jakarta!”
“Mbak just wait a minute, Santi's mom will be home soon, usually at two in the afternoon the trading is up! Just wait at my house mbak, rather than waiting at
outside!”
“No thanks pa bu,
I'll just wait here!”
“Ya already is
I stay inside ya mbak, if you need anything just come here!”
“Iya, thanks!”
The mother left
Nadin again, Nadin put his bag on a small bench on the terrace.
"A friendly neighbor ....!" Nadin's mummy.
He chose to sit on the floor, resting his feet that felt so sore, he realized
his head on top of his bag, his eyes began to close, somehow he felt so
sleepily.
“Mbak ...., mbak ..., mbak ...!” Vaguely someone called out to him, but his eyes were reluctant to open. He's so sleepy.
“Mbak ..., mbak ..., mbak ..!” but the voice grew more and more real, even now he could feel his action in the clap several times, slowly Nadin opened his eyes, adjusting the light coming into his eyes, he saw in front of him the mother of the seller rujak cingur earlier.
“why did this mother follow me here, didn't I just pay for it?
“Mbak ..., mbak ..., wake up ..., come on in!”
“Hah ..., why did he ask me to come in?”
Nadin again blinked his eyes, he rubbed his eyes repeatedly to make sure if he
already out of the dream realm, he looked around, there was that girl earlier
also but now more will be small men.
“Buk ..., why here? I already paid for the rutujak cingur, right?” Asked Nadin innocently,
but the woman who sold the curry even smiled.
“Already, you are her friend Early huh?”
“Kok mom can know my friend's name?”
“I budhenya!”
“So mom, mom Santi?”
Nadin asked again and the mother of the peddler nodded.
“Why not say
from earlier ma'am, if you know gini I do not need to look for mother's house right!”
“kan earlier nak Nadin
no Tanya, yes let's go in is not good when seen by people we talk
outside!”
They were finally
entering, it did not feel as if Nadin had been asleep for a long time.they were chatting, too,
Nadin began to ask permission to stay while in the house until he
get a place to stay.
“Sister Nadin ain't pa pa
stay here, all you want big brother!” the girl who was named Aisyah
so happy to hear nadin was about to stay at that place.
“Sorry I can't
stay a long time, but I'd be very happy if mom would find me a place
stay close from here!”
“Ya already if it is
want nak Nadin mom will try, yesterday mom horrified Rahman's house
want to rent, if it matches the price, later let me ask!”
“terimakash many bu,
nadin did not know what to repay with all this mother's kindness!”
“Neaselessly, sincere mother!"
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