Rudi is my Love

Rudi is my Love
RAC 26: Reveal the Father


*Rudi is My Love (RAC)*


 


After not crying anymore, Vina tidied up her messy beautiful face. Then he asked his mother for permission to go to the Fisherman's Ray Auction. There is still about two hours before the auction usually disperse or withdraw from transaction activities.


Although the distance to the auction is not so far away, Vina is forced to go using her car, because the existing motorcycle will be used away by Ferdy. Like trying to repeat her clothing style in the past, Vina wore shorts and a t-shirt.


Entering the auction, it turns out that the center of the sea commodity trade has begun to quiet down. The parking area is not too crowded. The condition makes Vina's bright blue car can go further into the auction which when the time is crowded, the car can not enter.


Seeing a luxury car stop in front of the field, Ambo Dalle and Tahang as Haji Suharja employees stopped working. They knew whose car it was.


“Si Vina still wears a short skirt like her,” Tahang whispered.


“Wear trousers,” guess Ambo Dalle anyway.


While Haji Suharja Gendara who was calculating using a calculator, just glanced briefly, then counted again. While one hand clamped the cigarette that was almost finished.


“Hahaha!” the laughter of Ambo Dalle and Tahang when seeing the smooth legs of Vina came down first. They laughed not because of the smooth legs of the beautiful girl, but because their guess was nothing true, it turned out that Vina was wearing shorts, not a short skirt.


When she came down, Vina looked directly across. He knows, Daeng Tanri's natural field used to be opposite his father's yard. However, Vina did not see the existence of the figure of the young man who was interfering with her thoughts. He only saw the existence of two field employees who were working on tidying up merchandise, which was a variety of fishing equipment and equipment. One of them is known Vina, namely Tawwa, a young man who is still wide-eyed and curly-haired.


Without going to say hello to her father first, Vina went to the store opposite the one named “Tanri Damai”.


Tawwa smiled broadly at the arrival of the beautiful girl who had just returned from the State Capital.


“Vinaaa! It is even more beautiful that you live in Jakarta. Is it already there?” sapa Tawwa's.


“Thank you,” said Vina anyway with a big smile. “I'm in Jakarta to go to college and build a business, not to enter tivi.”


“Hahaha!” the laughter of Tawwa whose voice provoked Suharja to glance in a way to look up because his head was bowed to the calculation book.


After that, Suharja again continued his calculations after sucking his cigarette that had been used up.


“Where is Rudi?” ask Vina, don't want long baso stale.


“Aaah! Not lucky you Vina. Pasta Ustaz Rudi left, you came. Not until the difference of minutes,” replied Tawwa.


“Rudi home?” ask Vina to make sure.


“Yes, all of you take Kulsum order to his house,” replied Tawwa.


“Kulsum his son Ustaz Barzanji?” asked Vina who immediately had a bad feeling. It means bad in love.


“Iya. Ustaz Barzanji now open a shop at his house, take his goods it's mostly here,” explained Tawwa.


“Ya already, Tawwa. Thank you yes,” said Vina.


“Iya,” replied Tawwa with a big smile.


Vina then returned to the stall where her father had his office, the office without window glass and air-conditioned sea breeze.


“Father, Vina home yes,” Vina permission to Suharja.


Suharja paused for a moment then looked at his daughter's face with a gaze of meaning mystery.


“What's it like to find Rudi? Didn't you already apply to people?” ask Suharja.


“Thank you Aunt Anti, but I don't want to. I ran away,” replied Vina.


“Alhamdulillah then,” said Suharja, but without his expression flat like a cold-blooded killer.


Hearing her father's words, Vina gave a small laugh.


“Means you agree that I married Rudi?” tanya Vina concluded.


Suharja only nodded once and then turned his focus back to his work, as if to code that Vina was allowed to leave.


“Get what gift from Haji?” ask Ambo Dalle loud to Vina.


“Husband gift! Hahaha!” vina answered and laughed.


Vina then started her car engine, it seemed like she was in a hurry.


After the car turned face to face, the expensive vehicle immediately shot slowly leaving his father's stall.


“Why not last night I went to your house,” thought Vina.


The happy news from the father made Vina increasingly miss Rudi. He was very curious, what kind of change the face of the young man he loved was.


“Pasti more luminous because often washed water wudu. His appearance must have worn a sarong. Easier if you want to be helped. Hahaha!” thought Vina who then laughed loudly by herself in the car because her mind was mischievous.


In addition to being an ustaz for children, Rudi Handrak now inherits the efforts of his late father, namely as the youngest Auctioneer. Can be called a young businessman even though his father's legacy is only two stalls. You could say Rudi is now the waist bone of the family because in addition to his brother who often sends money to his mother, he is the only one who supports his mother directly.


Now Rudi often wears cocoa clothes and peci Bugis culture, although he is managing his business at an auction that is identical fishy smell. Even now, there was a fine beard growing on his chin.


Every time he went to the auction, Rudi rode his beloved motorcycle that was getting worn out. Not because you can't afford a new and more stylish one, but because the bike has a lot of memories and stories. What makes motorcycles more expensive is the story.


Currently, Rudi was riding his motorcycle with two boxes of neatly tied goods.


All the way home, he brought Kulsum's ordered goods that had already come home from his field.


Tut tut's!


Suddenly there was the sound of a two-tap horn from behind Rudi who was driving. It surprised the young man. Rudi immediately over pulled while stealing a glance through the rearview mirror. Rudi was a bit surprised to recognize the car that was very close behind him.


A nice red car driven by a beautiful woman. The car advanced and shot along with Rudi's motorcycle. The front door glass is lowered.


“Assalamu ‘alaikum, Brother Ustaz!” greet the milky-white bright-faced girl while smiling widely, making her slightly narrowed pair of eyes even narrower.


“Wa ‘alaikum greetings!” sahut Rudi's.


Rather than danger as the long-haired girl took a midway position, Rudi chose to stop by the roadside.


The beautiful girl in a yellow shirt then pulled away her car not far in front of Rudi's motorcycle.


After parking his motorcycle, Rudi immediately came to the car. The girl who is so beautiful with her narrow eyes like a Chinese girl, but a girl from Lampung, also chose to get out of her car. He wore a yellow shirt and black pants, a model of office wear.


“Where to, Month?” asked Rudi while smiling kindly. He seems to be familiar with this beautiful girl. “Your house has passed?”


“So I saw Brother Rudi coming out of the auction, so I followed. All there is need with Abang,” replied the girl named Moon Adinda whose home is still in the coastal area as well. His smile was so full of happiness.


Tit tit tit tit tit!


Suddenly their roadside chatter was interrupted and startled by the horn of a bright blue car passing and leaving. They were surprised because the horn portion was excessive and they did not interfere with the highway. After all, in front of the blue sedan there is no other vehicle that drove so there should be no need to give a horn.


“Who, Bang?” ask the Moon while looking at the departure of the car.


“Do not know. I do not know the car,” replied Rudi. Then he switched back the conversation, “Oh yes, Moon. You want to go to my house?”


“Iya, Bang.”


“You go home to see my mother first. I'll take delivery of Ustaz Barzanji's order first. I will go straight home,” said Rudi.


“Iya.”


“Wait at my house, don't wait in another house,” Rudi's message joking.


“Hihihi!” giggling laughter Moon Sister. Every time Rudi tagged himself, he always felt happy.


Rudi went back to his motorcycle. The moon did not go straight into his car, he chose to stand and wait for Rudi to pass.


Rudi moved back to the highway. Rudi gave a smile, The moon gave a wave, although soon they will meet again at home, not at the guarantee. (BH)