The Angel's
2. Stay with Brother and Sister-in-law
Author Pov's
A girl just got off an Economy Class bus. He seems to have difficulty walking because of the many people passing by and the many things he carries. He took out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket and read the writing inside then rushed out of the Terminal and stopped a Taxsi that happened to pass in front of him. He immediately told the direction of his goal to the driver who immediately understood.
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"Assalamualaikum.." Keysha's greeting was accompanied by a knock on the wooden door of the contract that was not too big before him.
"waalaikumsalam" Sahut someone from inside after two beats and greetings that Keysha made, before long open door featuring a young woman who looked surprised when she saw who was staying at his residence.
"Keysha!" she immediately hugged the sister of her husband.
"have you arrived? What's up here? Didn't you say yesterday he was on Travel? How come there's no sound of vehicles?" fitri asked after taking off the hug between himself and his sister-in-law.
"i was on the bus yesterday Mba" Keysha replied with a smile. He did not expect to get such a warm welcome from his Sister-in-law who had rarely come to the house of Mother and Father in the village.
"Why not say Mba or Mas? If you said earlier, Pri will be able to pick up his room at the Terminal" he said to the girl who was none other than his sister-in-law.
"no need Mba, the important thing is that now I have arrived" Keysha subtly refused.
"tap us worried, especially this is the first time you go to Jakarta, alone too" he said again, Keysha commented smiling in response.
"go in first yuk, Mba to forget to tell her to come in" invited her Sister-in-law who immediately followed Keysha.
“Mba back for a moment, you sit here, if you want, you can, you can also immediately rest in the room” Tell Mba Fitri while one of his index fingers leads to a room not far from his position sitting now.
“Iya Mba” after getting an answer from her sister-in-law, Mba Fitri immediately passed to the kitchen behind her small contract.
Keysha, who was left alone, started to stand up and look around at some sewing machines lying around filled the room. His sister and wife in Jakarta did work as a tailor who received several orders. Whether it is for private or maybe some factories that want uniform clothing to be worn in large quantities.
Keysha raised his hand, touching a picture of his niece. Keysha did not expect, time turned out to be very fast to pass. Even though he still remembers very clearly how he used to hold the pound with his hand which actually made him cry.
“already big yes now” said Keysha sad and happy. Honestly, he sometimes still wants to go back to the past, where he still does not understand the harshness of the world. Playing with his little nieces who have now grown up.
“aduh” complains when feeling pain in his stomach area. Without lingering, Keysha immediately walked quickly to his brother-in-law who was saying goodbye to the back of his house.
"Mba I hitchhiked to the Toilet" Keysha permission on Mba Fitri who is now making tea in his rented kitchen.
"Yes, mango Key. The toilet is at the end of it" he said, pointing to a room at the end. Keysha who saw it, immediately entered the room which turned out to be not far from the position of his brother earlier. Indeed, the contract that his brother and sister-in-law rent is not too big. But here, all live in safety, comfort and God willing.
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"assalamualaikum, Bun, Mommy!" yelled at someone from outside the house. Mba fitri who was making drinks was shocked and reflexively dropped the spoon he was using to stir tea in a glass for his sister-in-law, Keysha. Without waiting for a long time he immediately walked a little run towards the front door which was being pounded roughly with the sound of someone constantly calling his name.
"Waalaikumsalam" he said a little loud while opening the door that is not the key
"Dad, how come you're back at this hour?" ask the husband who came back with a red face and roaring breath as if running away.
"Bun.. Keysha Bun!" nervous with a worried tone. He did not hear the wife's question well, having previously heard bad news from one of his older brothers in the village.
"Keysha? Why why?" Mba Fitri was confused by her husband who did not explain the situation.
"let's go in first, we talk inside" she asked later because she felt the condition of her husband who seemed a little shaken about something.
"now the story" told Mba Fitri after they both sat in a sofa that was not far from the position of the sewing machine and unresolved clothing materials.
“So I got word, he said Keysha.. uh” stopped and shocked Mas Pri when he saw a large bag lying not far from his position. He leaned his body and then took the object that became the center of his attention.
“This is whose bag?” asked Mas Pri to the wife who was still staring at all the strange behavior of the husband.
“Keysha” Mba Fitri replied according to available facts.
“HA! Really? How can I get here?” ask Mas Pri as if in disbelief. The face of his neck has now been replaced with a high level of confusion and curiosity.
“ya. People he came alone kok” replied Mba Fitri then rose up to go to the kitchen again. He began to continue his activities in making drinks and lifting a sponge from the grill.
“What's Mba, I think there was a guest?” asked Keysha who just came out of the bathroom. Mba Fitri who saw him smiled.
“Assalamualaikum” calls Keysha to her biological brother who is still focusing on his backpack which somehow now actually in the lap of the brother.
Mas Pri who heard the voice in front of him, reflex immediately raised his head. His two corneas bulged as if he could not believe what he saw in front of him.
“Key..Keysha” said he was hesitant, because a few minutes ago he had just received news if the travel driven by Keysha had experienced a single accident on one of the toll roads leading to Jakarta.
“Why Mas? How rich is it?” asked Keysha began to crucify the hand of the older sister who was just silently staring at him.
Keysha who was stared at like that, certainly felt uncomfortable. He finally chose to sit right in front of the chair opposite the brother who did not also let go of his gaze on him.
“Mas! Don't call me ditu dong, I'm so afraid to see “ angry Keysha release in the end. But unfortunately his efforts still did not produce results as expected.
“Mas” This time is not Keysha reprimanding, but Mba Fitri who finally appeared with both hands middle carrying a tray containing three drinks and one plate containing cakes that he just finished lifting from the grill.
Mas Pri who got a reprimand finally started to blink both eyes. He sees Keysha as a suspect in his grief.
“kok you are already here?” ask Mas Pri to the sister who is now enjoying a cake made by Mba Fitri.
“ya can dong mas. I'll have the same Feet Hands. Have Intellect and Mind, of course I can walk and even go wherever I want” Keysha replied.
“that's not what I meant. You are not saying yes to ride Travel yah?” tanya Mas Pri started to enter the core of the matter.
“I didn't get on Travel Mas” said Keysha feed the last piece of cake in his right hand.
“time at the stop to rest, I get off to the toilet. Keep fitting I want to go back, uh Travelnya was already gone”, explained Keysha then drank his tea plan that is still puffing steam.
“thank goodness” Keysha who heard it certainly immediately made choking drink.
“Kok even grateful that Mas?, should Mas Pri sad dong I left. If I said how to try?” keysha's Anger at Her Brother.
“Not Key. Here Mas seneng and very grateful because God still takes care of you very well” said Mas Pri accompanied by a sad look and happy at the same time.
“what's the matter Mas?” Keysha asked after seeing an atmosphere that seemed ill-suited to be made into a joke.
“Tadi, Mas just got a call from the Village. There can be news he said Travel that you boarded, had an accident this morning. And they asked Mas to look for you because here is Mas' house closest to the location” explained Mas Pri.
“InalillahiWainailaihiRojiun” said Keysha shut his mouth unexpectedly.
“Reacted Yes Mas, Mba. If behind the misfortune you face, there will be something that you do not necessarily understand.” Keysha suddenly said.
“bener Key. Remember, we can dream, and very much be able to strive. But if the result is not according to our will, then do not blame our God. Because he will not give trials beyond reasonable limits. And he also will not give misfortune, without the blessing behind everything” messages and advice Mba Fitri on the sister-in-law who focuses on listening.
“Iya Mba's. I will always remember that word” Keysha replied later.
“Oh Yes Key, meningan now you contact family in the Village. Same mother Daddy must be worried there” orders Mas Pri thrust his phone that Keysha immediately received.
“hallo” says voice from across there.
“Hallo Bu, this is Keysha” replied Keysha who was greeted with a shout of relief from there.
“Piye your state nduk?” there was the voice of his mother who spoke with sobs that he might not be able to hold.
“keysha is fine here Mom. Mother don't worry. You also have to keep your health so you don't get sick again” said Keysha soothing.
“Thank God you're good there. You also take care of your health, baby” advice his mother. Keysha who heard it involuntarily began to shed her tears. Maybe he was a little sad because he had to part with both parents who had been taking care of him.
“nggih Bu” Keysha replied. He and his mother and his brothers in the village began to talk a lot in a long time. Until finally Keysha was forced to end the call because he began to feel tired after a long journey that he first felt.
“nih Mas's. Thanks ya” sodor Keysha returned the phone to the owner. Mas Pri accepted it and started to re-enjoy the food in front of them.
“Mas Pri, Mba Fitri. Keysha says to the room. Excuse” tells Keysha to the two people who are still enjoying their food. And his two brothers nodded to allow himself to go occupy a room previously occupied by his cousin from the side Mba Fitri.
Keysha who felt very tired finally immediately laid his body on a foam mattress without bathing or even just changing clothes.
“ hopefully in the future will always run smoothly. Aamiin” his prayer then began to close his eyes. Wading through the dreamland that began to take him away.