My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
Assalamualaikum

after I finished studying with Maryam, I decided to stop by my mother's house for a while because the new time shows at 10 am, so I still have time to just see BI Nani who might need my help.

"assalamu'alaikum BI" I entered by greeting through the back door

"waalaikumsalam,, uh neng nurain kirain aunty who" as usual aunty always smiled kindly when meeting anyone

"who else is BI"

"kirain neng Maryam, about her from yesterday who came here only neng Maryam"

"so Maryam also wanted to come here, but called the same old ustadzah so not so"

"oh that, but by the way, what's the need here?" ask aunt suddenly

"ko aunty rich who does not like to come here, it is usual to come here.yeah nur want to go to the dormitory again" replied I pretended to be disappointed with the aunt's question

"not that, if the usual days neng here would be to help aunts, or coincidentally called the mother or Gus hafidz that. This is Gus hafidz already no, no, mother also went to Sumedang after Babah, so her aunt was like that" obviously aunt is quite long

"hehe, help aunty if that's it"

"wow, don't dong that"

"why can't BI?" I immediately put on a pouting face

"neng his legs are still sick, he wants to help aunty. After all, the work of aunty also stay cooking the same scrub clothes"

"well, that's.nur rub the clothes, do not use the rub legs.so aunt can cook quietly"

"yes yes or noah neng time rubbing clothes with feet,, hehe it's his name is swipe clothes" suddenly BI Nani laughed crisply to hear my words, even though I did not mean to laugh hehe,,, but papa I can't see it.

"hehe,, Aya-aya wae bibi mah (there-there's a-ja aunty mah)" I said using Sundanese

"wahhh, Eneng apparently can talk Sundanese? new denger aunty"

"can dong BI, is the father of the same original mother Sundanese"

"Where is the sunda?"

"Graut,, hee"

"waaahhh, aunty thought the original neng of the Bekasi, his abis never heard of talking Sundanese during his aunt here"

"rarely BI,, about his Sundanese nur language is a bit rough different from the original Garut people who emang Sundanese language is known subtly, so like not PD if you want to talk Sundanese" obviously I told BI Nani why all this time I rarely speak the language of my home region

"yes he did neng, the Sundanese Garut people are glum-smooth.aunt aja sometimes do not understand some of the Sundanese language that is said to be the same as the rich Sundanese Garut said Nyonong, in manten, in Manten, that's the tree"

"what does BI mean? nur even just horrified now from aunt" I asked in wonder, because honestly only this time I heard the two words in Sundanese

"what well,, aunt forgot hehe" she replied chuckling

"yeee, keep that aunt from who?"

"from Gus hafidz neng, there are many friends of Gus hafidz who from Garut when Gus hafidz goiter in Garut kudang"

"ohhh, so Gus hafidz mondok in Garut ya BI, kirain mondok here in pesantren his own parents"

"no, his words let the new science equal a new experience" replied the aunt again

"ko just ohhh, would you like to know more about Gus hafidz? aunt ready to tell me"

"eummm, no thanks BI"

"yakiiiinnnn??" ask the aunt who started teasing me

"BI, the ironing is in a simple where" I immediately avoid BI Nani's question by stepping into a small room that is devoted to ironing clean clothes.

for the time being, his sense of heart was refusing to hear his name.it was nothing but still there was a sense of annoyance and disappointment over the incident of the letter.

I sat down and started rubbing clothes after clothes with iron, thank God aunt does not continue to discuss about Gus hafidz.

criying

criying

BI Nani walked into the living room to pick up the house phone that I just heard rang, I don't know who called because I can't hear the voice of BI Nani who was picking up the phone.

"neng, there is a phone for Eneng" said bi Nani in the doorway.My eyes immediately rounded when I heard that the phone was intended for me. ko can? who dares to call me on the nanny's phone.Oh my God, I can be punished again if this is the way.

"from whom bi?"

"just go ahead and know" BI Nani seemed reluctant to tell me who called

"sorry bi, it feels impolite if you have to receive a call from the home caregiver especially when the mother and others are not there.just call her to death.if from the family nur, if from the family nur, especially when the mother and others are not there, let me call you back later" I said politely, and went back to ironing my clothes.

BI Nani did not answer, she just kept quiet and went back inside.Maybe want to convey what I said just now to someone who called over there. actually who the hell would dare to call me on the nanny's phone, what mother? or dad? or my brother my brother?. but it seems impossible too, because I myself do not know how many telephone numbers this house.

before long, BI Nani returned from the inside and immediately resumed her cooking.

Deeerttts

Derrrttt

now I hear aunt's phone shaking.

"neng please get aunt donk's phone, it's on the table" bi Nani said to me for help

"eh, do not let the same aunt aja kasian her legs are still sick if you have to stand and sit again" continued bi Nani while taking her own mobile phone

"assalamualaikum,, oh yes this is again in front of the aunt even her people,, want to directly talk to neng nurain,,,, yes, just a moment," then BI Nani walked away from me. 'who is it that rich BI Nani is talking about me? who's calling about? my dear aunt, make people curious aja.this is what the hell is it' this heart continues to wonder to myself whose answers I do not know. besides aunt, this heart continues to wonder, if indeed the person who called it wants to talk to me why use the event away from everything, hhmmn

"this neng" suddenly BI Nani was already near me by giving her phone to me

"who's bi?" I didn't take his cell phone right away

"had lifted ajar again neng will know" BI Nani still insisted not to mention who the person behind this phone connection.

I was still staring at the phone that was still in BI Nani's hands.

"have no doubt, neng will not be in the law because this ko. anyways it is not neng who took the call to aunt" said bi Nani as if understanding the fear I felt. because it is already the rules of this cottage are prohibited from taking calls to anyone other than by telephone that has been provided by the cottage.

With a little doubt I took BI Nani's phone from his hand. I looked briefly at the phone screen, it turns out the number does not use the name, but ko like it is not an Indonesian number. my forehead's a little wrinkled, but,,,

"assalamualaikum nur,," the voice of someone over there.