The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Sukabumi

Raihan and brother Bayu followed me who had left the house first. Then Raihan helped me knead my nape while I was regurgitating and throwing it into the sewerage in that narrow alley.

What we are doing is the center of attention of the residents and also the attention of the new homeowner we stop by. The mother stood in the doorway and looked at us with a gaze I could hardly understand.

Raihan and brother Bayu say goodbye first to the owner of the house. While I still feel nauseous just wait and pay attention to them alone.

"Mr.."

Suddenly the mother called me after we stepped out of her house. I turned to look at the woman.

"If my mother has the same mistake mba or mba family please forgive ya mba!"

For a moment I was silent. I was confused how to respond to the mother's request because everything was still ashes and not necessarily the former nurse was guilty. But so that the woman did not feel disappointed in my attitude, I nodded and smiled at her.

"Are we going to continue our search?"sister Bayu asked after we entered the car.

Raihan looked at me who was frowning.

"We go home first brother-in-law. Poor my future wife. Tomorrow we do another search.

I glanced at Raihan and shook my head."No, we'll just continue the search again."

"But you're sick, baby."

"Rai, I'm not sick. I'm just sick of not holding the smell in mom's room."

After a small argument between me and Raihan Raihan finally relented and obeyed my desire to continue the search for a last nurse to the sukabumi area. And the debate we had was the problem of the area was quite far from Jakarta but I did not care and still had to go.

Raihan drove his car using the Jagorawi toll road. We choose to use the toll road to get to Bogor-Ciawi faster because if using the city road will take a long time.

"Sister-in-law, if the direction to Sukabumi where the direction?" Raihan asked Bayu's sister who was busy with her cellphone and when we had exited the Ciawi toll gate.

Brother Bayu looked up." Lah, I don't know Rai. This time I was in this area"

"So I saw a sign at the back" I said.

"Do you know where it's going, baby?"

"No."

"So he said look."

"I didn't notice. I think you know how to eat it I'll just shut up."

Raihan even meng uwel-uwel gleaming my head.

Raihan stopped his car on the side of the road. In front are three directions. Straight, left and right. But soon there was a hawker who knocked on the car glass right next to me and I opened it.

"The mineral water is neng, there is a cold there is an ordinary." The merchant offered me his trade.

I'm smiling." Sir, the usual is three."

"Yes, neng." The father seemed happy and immediately gave me the mineral water.

And at that moment I asked." Sir, I would like to ask if the direction to Sukabumi which direction is it?"

"Oh, if you want to go to sukabumi it's straight neng, if the left direction is to the top and the right direction is to Bogor city."

"Is there no toll road to Sukabumi sir?" Raihan asked.

"It's still in the process of building a mas, but don't know when it's finished."

"Wow, is there no money!"

"Take it back for you."

"Seriously neng?"

"Yes sir."

The man smiled and left after saying thank you.

"Straight, Rai." Sis Bayu who was silent and busy with his cellphone suddenly made a sound.

Me and Raihan look back." What's that straight sister?" My toot.

"The Spirit of Sukabumi."

Raihan and I looked at each other and laughed together. It turned out that Bayu did not listen to our conversation with the hawker until he did not know that we already knew before than his search on the mobile phone.

Raihan drove his car back through the road that was quite tenuous and smooth until it got further and closer to the Sukabumi area we began to often find congestion because our arrival coincided with the hours of his return of the workers. It turns out that starting from the boundary of Bogor to Sukabumi is a factory area that on average is a garment factory.

After passing through a fairly winding road, we finally arrived at Babakan village pari Cidahu subdistrict. According to the address in the data. I hope our struggle to come here is not in vain and I hope to find a bright spot because this nurse is my only hope.

The village looks deserted even tends to be quiet because the time is near night.

"Are we at least looking for lodging first. Tomorrow we're gonna find the guy." Sis Bayu gave advice.

"Want to find an inn where brother? forget that we are in the village" said Raihan.

Sis Bayu scratched the back of his head and smiled grinningly.

"Still at eight, I don't think everyone here is sleeping yet" I said.

"What do we need to do to go to that one by one house?" Ask brother Bayu.

"Housing in the village is not like housing in the city that is easy to find through the internet sister-in-law. Moreover, the average housing in the village does not use the house number. So yeah his search had to be manual by word of mouth."

"Where if we go to the RT house. He must know where the woman's house is."

"Finding the house of RT sir also needs people to ask brother-in-law. Do you know where RT is?

Sis Bayu looked dumbfounded to see Raihan.

Even though it was already night and the village seemed deserted we decided to go down and search for a woman named Suryanah tonight. I can't wait to find that nurse.

In the middle we stepped up to see someone sitting on the front porch of his house while talking on the phone. We also decided to approach the man.

After being in front of the man's house we said hello and asked the whereabouts of the local RT sir's house. That person also showed where the house of RT sir.

We continue our steps to go to the house of RT sir who has been informed by that person. And when we came to his house he was sitting on the porch with his wife's son. Then they let us enter his house.

After that, we told the intention of our arrival to this village to find a woman named Suryanah and had worked as a nurse at Sucipto hospital. Initially RT was confused because there was no one named Suryanah. But his wife told him that the woman named Suryanah existed but now her name has been changed is no longer Suryanah but Ninih.

"Is Suryana's mother in good health, ma'am?" Ask Ms. RT. I'm afraid she's as sick as the previous nurse.

"Healthy mba, but not very healthy. Sometimes the senile disease is frayed."

"The senile!" raihan and I looked at each other. If the woman named Suryana's mother is senile can she still remember her past? I started to worry again.