Om Pamungkas
over a year

Ratih is busy arranging books that have been randomized by high school children who routinely come to his cafe.

Like what he said last year,

after her divorce with Arga she planned to open a bookstore and a reading garden,

he also runs a cafe next to his bookstore,

people can read and choose to choose books casually while enjoying ice cream and sweet snacks.

Her life over a year is quite calming, though,

More time he spent taking care of his book and cafe.

He became a different person after the divorce,

he became a loner and rarely gathered with his friends,

he also became colder in matters of feeling.

" Sister..!" some teenagers enter, they subscribe to read books at the cafe Ratih.

" Sister.when did I become your sister?" sahut Ratih finished tidying up the book.

" then you want to call a aunt?" the teenagers laughed.

" don't come here again tomorrow.."

" is it bad? called brother does not want, aunt especially.. ?" their protest.

" Already, if you want to read a book do not forget to tidy up, do not be like a high school boy next door,

after reading put the original book, pity the book. broken.."

" well, then just blacklist sis..!"

" let's go, the important thing is not to be..

especially with the old work, it's hard to get it.."

" ah yes brother.we will remember that well, I also tell you there are friends of my friend later.."

" good.." Ratih walked away, heading to his cafe.

" Good day" a man came in, his face was handsome and his hair was a little shabby.

" Good day, how can I help you?" ask Ratih kindly.

" I want to find a book, I order one espresso, '" the man smiled at Ratih.

" Oh yeah..?" the man turned the menu back, though,

" more snacks that are not too sweet what?" asked because he saw almost all snacks on the menu dominated by sweet taste.

" For waffles and toast can be replaced, the topping,

there's cheese, nuts, and fruit jam.."

" waffles only, I want cheese and nuts, no need to add milk, just sweet sweet do not.."

said the buyer.

" well, here's your seat number, the order will be delivered soon." said Ratih.

" Ria?" call Ratih to one of his assistants,

" make this order, table number five?"

" yes, ma'am." replied the assistant receiving a paper from Ratih.

The time is four in the afternoon, though,

it's time for the cafe to close,

" Ria? clean it?, then close all the windows," instructed Ratih while removing his light brown work apron.

" Lho.." Ratih's eyes found one visitor who had not left, he came out of the cashier table and approached the visitor who had long hair earlier.

" I'm sorry. but are we closing?" speak with heart, Ratih,

" oh?" the visitor who was busy reading the book suddenly looked at Ratih and stood beside him.

" I seem to have forgotten the time." she smiled, then closed the book in her hand.

" A lot of old works, I fell asleep." he added again as he rose up, he added,

" for his book one cashier?" asked the man whose age looks not much different from Ratih, he brought some new books that are still wrapped neatly with plastic.

" New book?" ask Ratih,

" Well, because old books are not to be bought, so I bought some new books.count them for home reading.."

" for old works I did not buy, I did not even rent to take home.."

" a pity.. if sold I will pay more..?"

" If you want to read here please, but until anytime I do not sell.."

" ah. alright, it seems like I will be here a lot." the neck-haired man repeatedly threw a sweet smile.

Trained until home, he just walked so that he did not see the figure of Hendra who was sitting in the middle room.

" Lho?" Ratih turned around, though,

" Aren't you Hendra?!" Ratih walked with a hurry to his brother who was eating mango fruit that has been peeled with box shape by his mother.

" When do you come home? why not tell Ratih mas?"

" is it true that if you tell you you will pick it up?

mom said you were too busy with the cafe and the book.."

" i work, make money, not play." Ratih grumbled to make Hendra laugh at his sister's sour face.

" You're running your hobby, who doesn't know,"

" ah...mas where ever did support my move?"

" i've asked you to move to Bali, but you don't feel right and go home.."

" myself did not regularly live there!"

" wahh don't don't because of your words, mom told me to go home, huh?!"

" uh, I'm not a goldfighter?!"

" uh!! what are you guys?!" the mother's voice came out of the kitchen carrying a warm snack.

" This is ma! mr Hendra?!"

" eh??! mr. Hendra and Hendra...?!" Hendra imitated his sister's words.

" Already Hen, don't tease your sister anymore.."

" tempting who? meaning?" ask Ratih,

" You came home because of business..

mas you also plan to move back to malang." explained his mother, explained,

" Well?!" Practice throwing seat cushions at Hendra.

" eh?! dare to widow flowers..!"

Hendra stood up while holding back a laugh, he deliberately upset his sister.

" Yamaa!!!" shouts Train hard,

" Henza?!" the mother stood between the two and glared,

" You're talking Hendra?!" the mother pinched Hendra's arm.

All the families are gathering for dinner,

Ratih who was busy eating suddenly pensively heard a name mentioned.

" Cooperation with the Subject?" ask Hendra, though,

" yes pah, capital from Om ultimate.. Hendra's got everything set up here.."

" good, at least you're close to the family.."

" yes pa. I work far and there is no form, even,

it's better to stay here while saving.."

" your salary is quite lee.you only like foya foya," between his mama, he said,

" foya foya what the hell ma. contract costs of houses in bali are indeed large. the rest is used to eat the same Hendra,"

" same to change cars?" my mother doesn't want to lose,

" ah.mama, I'm not married yet, if I'm married how can I??"

" but not yet? then when do you want to get married?"

" do you? this end is the one discussed...?"

" are you 28 and how old are you??"

Hendra was silent, his eyes glancing at his sister.

" Train him first.make him remarry." said Hendra after a long silence.

Ratih looked at his brother,

" It's itchy don't say my name?" Ratih glared in annoyance,

" Yes itchy. want to have a pounding..!" Hendra laughs.

" Mama! mr Hendra?!!"

" mama kept your gun, did I ask the nephew wrong?"

" just do it yourself!" the two look at me annoyed.

" Wes wes. even exchange koyok arek cilik. (it has been. even noisily like a child.)" the voice of his father mediated.

" When did you come here, Hen?" asked her papa, making Ratih's feelings strange again.