SERUNI
CHAPTER 1The Desire of the Father
Seruni with his father was enjoying their afternoon in the family room. Open sheet by sheet photo albums that are starting to get a little outdated. There is not a single photo of a little Seruni with a female figure who delivered him to the world. Seruni's mother died shortly after giving birth to her.
At that time Subroto-father Seruni, was on duty in an inland area of the island of Borneo. Ibu Seruni had severe bleeding after giving birth. The location of the barracks is far from health facilities, making the birth process only assisted by local baby shamans with traditional equipment. The life of the Seruni mother was ultimately not helped.
Seruni's father was a naval TNI soldier, because since in the womb, Seruni has been accustomed to moving from one area to another. While in elementary school, Seruni had to change schools four times. That is why Seruni did not have close friends until graduating SMU. Only when entering college age, Seruni and her father did not move again. Subroto entered retirement with his last post as vice admiral in his unit.
"Well, when did you allow Seruni to serve in these areas?" ask Seruni to his father.
"Your cooking will have the same father as Bude Surti and Pakde Susanto only," Subroto replied by naming a couple who have served all the needs of Seruni since birth. Wherever Subroto was assigned, Surti and Susanto always participated.
As a state servant in the ministry of health, precisely as an obstetrician PNS. Seruni wants to be placed in an area that is indeed lacking in medical personnel, where the death rate of mothers and children is still quite high.
Unlike his expectations, Seruni was instead placed in a naval hospital in the city where he now lives. Whether it was a coincidence or indeed at his father's request. Despite being retired, Subroto may still have access to make Seruni as a caretaker employee.
"Father is unfair! Seruni being an obstetrician her goal is clear, Dad! Seruni just wanted to help as many births as possible. So that not many children who have the same fate as Seruni." Seruni looks upset by her father's ban.
"You talked to Satria first. If Satria allows it, I'm obedient!" subroto finally.
"Yes well, this Seruni wants to go to Mas Satria's house. Want to nganterin chicken with the same bacem know the favorite tempe of his father Mas Satria." Seruni was very excited.
"The soldiers must not lie Ser. There you go later to return home. Slowly driving. Dad can't come. Nitip greetings, maghrib will run out there is a study in the mosque."
Seruni stood up to pick up her bag and contact her car, then snatched the brown paper bag containing two thinwall boxes on the dining table deftly.
"If Seruni returns home, I eat first, Dad! seruni's already prepared at the dinner table." Seruni kissed the back of Subroto's hand.
A moment later Seruni's car had left his yard. The distance from Seruni house to Satria house is only about forty-five minutes. Rumah Seruni is in east Surabaya, while Satria is in West Surabaya area. But that time and distance can be cut if traversed by using toll facilities within the city.
Seruni reduced the speed of his car once the security guard bar left only a few more wheels. Seruni opened his wallet and took out his ktp to be left in the security post. The security system in Satria housing is very strict. In addition to implementing a one gate system, every guest who comes is also required to leave an identity card at the security post.
"Please Ser, there is an event ? There were many guests at Mr. Sanjaya's house. But tumben there is an event kok he did not ask for security assistance," asked security named Sarno who had memorized with Seruni.
"There is no event sir, I just want to sideburn. Take a day off, sir," Seruni replied kindly.
"The relationship is many sir, so it is natural that guests come in and out" said Seruni while pressing the gas pedal again leaving the security post. Slowly getting closer to Satria's house.
Seruni parked his car right next to Harier's latest white output car. Since the main door was open, Seruni just went inside. Twice Seruni said a greeting but there was no word from anyone.
Already used to go in and out of Satria's house without being accompanied by the host, Seruni immediately walked casually to the kitchen. Even if the host is in their room, at least there must be a housekeeper who remains there.
Not yet arrived at the kitchen, the sound of Seruni's sense of hearing caught a conversation that seemed quite serious from the family room. Making Seruni slow down his pace.
"We're just moving on with their wedding. We can't wait. Sheila is five weeks pregnant. If we go back one more month, it will be a question in society. They are quite good at counting and looking for people's mistakes" said one of the voices of unknown women Seruni.
"You how's Sat? after all you have to finish your relationship with Seruni first. We need to talk to Seruni and her father. All because of your mistake. How could you impregnate Sheila? You have a sister, Sat. What if your sister is being played with by her fiance?" sesal Sinta - Ibunda Satria. Seruni memorized the soft voice of the woman.
Seruni took another step closer, even though her body had started to tremble. He just wanted to make sure and hear more of the truth that his fiancee's family was hiding.
"You don't want to accept that marriage doesn't have to happen. No need for luxury, no need for reception. Satria and Sheila's wedding will take place in a week. Let Daddy's assistant take care of everything, you Satria, take care of the cancellation of your engagement with Seruni well. Do not let Seruni hurt, then spread the sloping news outside," said Sanjaya-father of Satria who is still actively serving as a deputy in one of the famous companies owned by his extended family.
Seruni with the remnants of courage and rigor at his disposal, moving to show themselves. There is no point in hiding anymore. His ears had already heard the harsh reality quite clearly. Now, tomorrow or later, the pain has to be dealt with.
"Father need not worry, Seruni guaranteed that the problem that Seruni had just heard, would not come out of this house. A promise. Sorry, if Seruni came at the right time. And sorry for interrupting your show." Seruni bent her body for a moment as an expression of respect for her parents.
The woman then walked away from everyone who was there. He left the paper bag he had taped earlier on the living room table.
No one was chasing Seruni, not even Satria. No apologies or anything. Either too surprised at the sudden presence of Seruni or indeed they did not care.
Seruni stepped on her gas pedal deeper to speed up the car after she took it back. Right now, there was no longer a greater desire, other than wanting to quickly get home and spill what he felt on the father.
Subroto scrunched his forehead a sign of wonder, not yet he moved from the family room. Seruni's car has been heard entering the garage of the house. Subroto's astonishment grew when he saw Seruni cry. Seruni immediately poured out his cries on Subroto's lap.
"What's Ser? Why can't my son cry and cry like this?" ask Subroto astonished at once confused. All his life, only this time did he see his daughter cry this much.