Rai Universe
CHAPTER 41. Just Pay Attention to Enough.
It was a sunny Saturday morning, and Esta was still reluctant to get rid of the blanket covering her body. He even pushed the blanket. Bending his feet and fingers. Anyway, he still wants to sleep longer. It's a holiday anyway, so he'll just relax.
He turned his body and saw Rai's mattress that had been folded neatly. The bed has been in such a position since yesterday. Looks like Rai didn't sleep in the room tonight.
Curious about Rai, Esta finally forced her body to wake up. He simply flicked his blanket without folding it first.
He came out of the room and did not find Rai's figure in the house. His house is so quiet. Walk to the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth. But after he finished doing all that also Rai never went home.
“Where the hell is he?” He muttered to himself.
Esta came out of the house wearing only a short-sleeved batik negligee. He wondered where Rai was so early this morning was no longer home.
“Where are you, Ta?” Ask Mbok Nur who also just came out of his house.
“Nothing, Mpok. Where are you going? Neat bener?” Esta asked the woman who always dressed up.
“You buy vegetables in front. Want to come?”
“Bby, wait a minute, Mpok.” Said Esta who went straight into the house to take the money and lock the door. Not to forget he wore his thin blazer to brush off the hot air.
Then both of them immediately went down and went to approach the mobile vegetable cart that used to hang out in front of the hamlet.
“Si Rai where to go early in the morning?” Ask Mpok Nur while choosing vegetables.
“Know, Mpok. Didn't say the same to me. I woke him up no.”
“How much is this, Bang” Mpok Nur asked the vegetable seller.
“Custom, two rebu.”
“Mahal very, cane yak?”
“Don't, Mpok. The mode also does not close it that much.” Answer the vegetable brother.
Although there was a protest, but Mpok Nur still took some ikat cassava leaves for him. While Esta, she only took a pack of yellow tofu, a bunch of cassava leaves, a pack of cockroaches, green chili, tomatoes, and half a kilo of wet shrimp.
The total of all Esta's groceries reached 46 thousand rupiah. He never bids when shopping at such a small merchant. He knows fortunately, not much either. Consider it helping each other.
Actually Esta still wants to buy citrus fruits that are only one kilo left, but she does not bring more money. That's all, what he used was the money that Rai used to put on the refrigerator for Esta's purposes.
Rai always gave him pocket money every day. But he refused to accept it. So Rai put the money on the refrigerator so Esta could use it at any time to buy something.
“Noh si Rai has returned home.” Mpok Nur pointed to Rai with his chin.
Rai was walking towards them in the vegetable cart. He carries a large plastic bag containing a pile of unused newspapers.
“Here I bringain.” Tawar Rai asked for Esta's groceries.
“No need. It was like it was heavy.” Reject Esta. “Mpok me first, yes.” Pamit Esta later.
“Iya has been sono. Mpok later on.”
Rai and Esta walked back to their house. Rai puts her plastic bag near the door while Esta puts her shopping on the kitchen table.
“That much newspaper is from where?” Ask Esta.
Rai's plan today is, he will make a masterpiece assignment for him and Esta. He will make some home supplies made from used newspapers. Like tissue boxes, flower vases, even plates and pencil cases.
“I want to cook first yes, later I help if it is finished cooking.”
“OK..”.
Ah, apparently something was left behind. Rai forgot to buy the glue. He stood up and approached Esta in the kitchen.
“I want to go to minimarket bentar, want to buy glue. Forgot earlier. Want to nitip what?”
“Buyin snack.”
“What?”
“Terlarah. What aja.”
Rai immediately went to the minimarket across the street to buy his needs. Esta is busy cooking in the kitchen. He was cleaning wet shrimp when Rai returned from the minimarket.
Rai began working on his initial task by rolling the newspaper sheets and then gluing them. His attention seemed to be focused on his hands. But the tip of his eyes had repeatedly glanced at the bustling back that was busy to and fro in front of the stove. He can't hold back. It felt like he wanted to run and hug Esta from behind.
A picture of a romantic scene that he can somehow fulfill. His feelings continue to grow but he does not dare to express it even with action. He felt unworthy to do that to Esta. The girl was already hurt enough by him. He did not want to add to his burden any more. He will pay attention to enough.
Rai is trying to refocus on his work. Until he almost finished a pencil box. As he glanced back towards the kitchen, he saw Esta who was squatting on the floor while gazing at her knees.
Seeing that Rai immediately stood up and ran over to Esta.
“Why? Falling?” Ask panicked.
“Ha? No, kok. Just lemes his feet. Most stand from earlier.”
“Udah, don't cook anymore. We're pesen aja.” This time Rai had already squatted perfectly beside Esta.
“Udah finished also cooking. Stay fed.”
“Tomorrow no more cooking. If you want anything by the way, I buyin.”
“No need to be over, Rai. I'm just a little tired, kok.”
“I just don't want anything to happen to my son, Ta.” Rai's tone changed firmly. That's not what he wanted to say. What he's really worried about is Esta's condition.
Esta looked hard at Rai. He could not hide his expression anymore. “Your son will do nothing. Don't be afraid.” Esta stood up and went into the bathroom.
Rai scratched his temple trunk. He hates himself for not being able to express what he is thinking.
Rai was glued in front of the bathroom door. He wanted to knock and apologize to Esta for touching her. But he still did not have the courage to do so. He turned around and decided to continue his work.
Not long after, Esta came out of the bathroom and joined Rai. He helped Rai complete their task.
Circumstances become liquid with joking from Rai and Esta. Occasionally Rai even bribed a potato stick into Esta's mouth while the girl's hand was busy. If the situation is as pleasant as this, it feels like Rai wants to linger to finish it.
Rai thought that Esta would be angry because she was offended by her words. Fortunately, the girl was not angry with him at all.