New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
Bright spot

Early in the morning before Faris left for the Hospital, he drove his car to his mother-in-law's house, he did not even have time to eat breakfast first to wait for Mang Udin to open the gate there.

Be loved, ulam arrived. Mang Udin had just opened the gate padlock hanging there when Faris' car crept into the housing complex.

“Eh Aden, once morning Den, what's up?” mang Udin asked when he saw that the person who got down from the car in front of him was his young employer's husband.

“Wanted to meet Mang Udin,” always Faris sitting on a chair next to Mang Udin.

“In fact Den, Mamang mah does not know where the Madam went with Non Aisha,” said Mang Udin as if he understood the purpose and purpose of Faris meeting him.

“Just relax Mang, I believe. Oh yes if the malem in the empty house, Mang? Mamang same as others at home all?” tanya Faris switched the conversation.

“Oh Yes Den

… said the assistant Madam, Mrs Maya advised that we were told to go home

afternoon, just early in the morning again to clean-up and others.”

“Assistant Mother?” asked Faris reassured his hearing, while Mang Udin of course nodded in agreement.

“Means indirectly his assistant Mother related to Mother or even my wife dong Mang?”

“Tah Yes Den, Mamang new ngeh,” said Mang Udin with his Sundanese accent.

“Mamang has his contact assistant Mom don't? Or her home address might be Mang,” asked Faris like finding a bright spot.

“Kalo contactnya Mamang do not have Den, because if there is anything he likes directly come here. Well if the address is Mamang inget because she was told by Mrs nganterin to go home.”

“Where's Mang? Tell Faris,” said Faris with enthusiasm.

“Em .. rose street, housing complex xx. Aden just ask the name ‘Salsa’ there, definitely on tau Den,” Mang Udin proposal that was immediately embraced by Faris.

“Still yes Mang info .. I go first.”

“Sama-sama Den, hopefully facilitated everything yes Den.” Mang Udin said as if to understand the difficulties that Faris is facing at this time.

***

Faris' car crept up shortly after entering the residential gate as Mang Udin alleged, he stopped his car when he saw a group of housewives who were shopping at the passing vegetable maker.

“Excuse me Ms. .. would you like it if the house Salsa which side is Bu?” ask Faris to the bunch

housewives who still menegrumuni vegetable.

which “Salsa is Mas? You see the name Salsa is not just one in this complex,” said one of the women asked for more specific characteristics.

“Em ...” Faris scratching his own nape began to be confused, because he only just knew the name of his mother-in-law's assistant, there are no photos or other details that are more specific to him to show.

“Salsa whose son Bu Yani kali Bu, who he says works as an assistant instead of Mas?” said another woman who was still busy choosing vegetables guessed Faris' question.

“Ah Yes Bu really, she works as an assistant in the event organizer owned by my mother-in-law,” timpal Faris confirmed.

“It's true. That's Mas house at the end of the hall on the right,” said the mother showed

“Oh yes, thank you ma'am,” said Faris politely, he then took out some red rupiah notes and gave them to the vegetable maker who was still mobbed by the housewives.

“For their groceries Sir,” said Faris approached the owner of the cart then passed after first nodding with a friendly smile at the mothers there.

“Siap Pak thank you.” The owner of the cart seemed excited because the article of the groceries taken by the mothers of the complex would not reach the nominal that Faris gave.

“Thank you Mas handsome kindhearted .. may be more lasting yes with his wife,” chirps mothers there shortly after Faris honks his car sign say goodbye.

Faris smiled in his car when he heard prayers from the mothers there, he always remembered the message of his late mother first, he said, when every day when he was a child he always saw the mother who came out of the house with a swollen face to give alms either feeding one or two underprivileged people on the street, he said, at that time his father was sentenced to suffer from a serious disease that Faris himself did not understand at a young age. Her mother always tried hard to pray for her father in any way.

That was the message of the mother at that time when little Faris asked why her mother always gave to others.

Without feeling the end of the net feels wet, he now feels what his mother felt at that time, when the loss feels almost in front of the eyes.

“Allohumaghfirlahum .. Mother, where else should Brother find wife Sister Bun?” faris asked as if she was nearby. For now it feels like Faris really wants to be a spoiled child who complained about all the problems he faced to both parents.

Simultaneously, Faris stopped his car in front of a house with the characteristics that a group of housewives had alleged.

After knocking on the door and greeting, a middle-aged woman poked out from behind the door.

“Sorry find who ya Mas?” asked the woman who looked unfamiliar with Faris' face.

“I'm looking for Salsa Bu, is this really Salsa's residence? I am the daughter-in-law of Bu Maya where Salsa works Bu,” replied Faris introduced himself.

“Oalah .. boss Salsa to, please enter Mas, let me call my child first,” said the woman who turned out to be the mother of Salsa.

“Who's Bu?” A girl's voice sounded a little screamed from inside when she heard her mother talking.

“This is your boss Sa,” replied the mother who also shouted a little.

“Bos Salsa? Miss Maya is no longer in Indonesia ..”

Salsa who was fixing the arm of his shirt while stepping into the living room suddenly stopped his sentence when he saw the figure of Faris whose mother meant as his boss.

“Dead me!” inner Salsa was still with her panicked face.

“Mother where Sa?” asked Faris who immediately got up from her seat when she heard Salsa's words.

“Ya wes I made a drink first yes.” The mother finally walked away from both.

“Sa answer me! Where did my same mother and wife go?” Faris repeated her sentence while Salsa was still in her place without reaction.

Salsa quickly shook her head with her panicked face, like a child accused of stealing.

“Sa-I don't know sir, I swear,” said Salsa cupped her hands together as if begging for mercy on Faris.

“So you're the one who said that Mother is not in Indonesia anymore? You also know where Mom is going.”

“Truly sir I don't know. Bu Maya only told me if she wanted to go abroad at that time, but did not say which country her destination was,” Salsa said with a single breath, saying, it was as if Faris was a tiger who was ready to pounce on him if he spoke sluggishly.

“Ok if you do not know where my mother and wife go ... but you must have a contact My mother or wife can contact right?” faris asked again to urge Salsa.

“Em ...” Salsa just drowned as if looking for answers.

“Sorry Sir I'm in a hurry still no business ...” Suddenly Salsa ran out of the house with lightning speed leaving Faris who was still staring surprised in his living room.

“Salsa ...”

Not to be outdone, Faris immediately ran out to try to catch up with Salsa, but I don't know what style the woman has so that in a blink of an eye Faris no longer found Salsa, not even the shadow Faris found.

“I'm sure Salsa must know something.”

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