THE 2ND MAN
Chapters 37. Where Should I Look?

The next day, delivered by Dawn, I came to visit my son at Mas Ryan's parents' house.

"Why won't it be late in the afternoon? It'll be seven and a half, I'll be late." The Dawn on the way.

"Have a minute." I'm Dawn's head monoyor from behind. "Later down on the side of the road, you will be able to go home on foot."

Arriving at the roadside in front of Ryan's house, I immediately got off the Dawn motorcycle. The door of Ryan's house looks tightly closed and also looks lonely like uninhabited.

"Wait a minute Jar."

"Ah has mbak, he said tell me to leave." I don't care about the grunts of Dawn. I stepped towards the door of Mas Ryan's house which turned out to be in the padlock from the outside. I can only take a long breath. I then stepped to the exact side at Bu Sum's house. But the door of Bu Sum's house was also tightly closed. Where are these people? I turned to the next door neighbor, saw a grandmother around the age of sixty years more sitting in the amben (Bamboo basket) in front of the house. I used to call him Mbah Nari, he was one of the witnesses of my life while with Ryan.

"Change Nari, healthy Mbah?" Say hello to me when I was near Mbah Nari. I grabbed her wrinkled hands and then I kissed her.

"The nduk." His myopic eyes could not recognize people from a distance. "Piye, healthy to you?" Mbah Nari stroked my head. (Where are you healthy?)

"Heath Mbah, thank God. Mbah how? Healthy?" Ask me back.

"Alhamdulillah, Mbah yo healthy. Piye, did you meet your son?" I'm shaking. (Alhamdulillah, Mbah is also healthy. How, have you met your son?)

"House in the padlock from outside Mbah."

"Lho, where? Wong was Mbah look still buy vegetables at the crossroads." Mbah Nari pointed to the intersection that is usually used as the base of vegetable artisans. It is usually called the krempyeng market. "If Ryan wasn't home. It's been two months to go to work in Kalimantan."

"Yes Mbah, I'm not saying goodbye first, because Fajar wants to go to school." I kissed once again Mbah Nari's hand then left immediately. It's true that Ryan isn't home.

"Let's go home, Jar." I went straight up on the bike Dawn, Dawn immediately jump off the bike leaving the house of Ryan.

"Where's nduk?" My mother approached me. Right now I'm sitting on the porch, contemplating everything. What sins did I commit until there was a man who could separate a mother from her child. I'm shaking.

"House in a buk padlock, hiks.." No matter how hard I try to stay strong, if it is near my mother it will definitely collapse. Only my mother is where I lean, pouring out all the grievances that have been trying to pendam myself. My mother immediately held me in her arms. I felt my mother's body shaking too.

"Yes, don't think about it. Someday, if Bagas grows up, he'll find you his mother." Mother's voice sounded like she was holding back her cries. I'm nodding. "Let's have breakfast now. Nangis also need energy to be able to date." My mother's jokes made me chuckle.

"Let's buk!" I immediately grabbed my mother's arm and invited her into the house.

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Now Mbah Nari has died about 5th ago 😢

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