The Second Woman's Regret
Instant Mi On Train

I smell a tasteful scent. The smell of coffee and coffee is so strong. I who had not had time to eat breakfast immediately opened my eyes, next to the looks of Mr. Saka with his right hand holding an instant noodle cup, while his left hand held a coffee cup. Both are still emitting smoke. Every now and then he blows cup noodles and coffee in turns, making me have to hold my saliva because of drooling. Unfortunately, this man beside me was insensitive, he was even engrossed in playing the cup in his hand, wiggling so that the aroma would spread even more.

"Some pencil!" I grumbled.

"Huh? Wh why? Want too?" He looked at me, as if he were innocent.

"Why buy only one? The person next to him had not eaten either. You stingy." I said.

"You didn't say. He said he wanted to be alone, not to be disturbed. I want to go to the cafeteria car. Yes, I went alone. He said that eating noodles on the trip was so much better than usual."

"Belgium!" I pretended not to care. Then take your eyes out the window. But the smell is getting worse. Unknowingly, my stomach rang. My face immediately reddened, not daring to look to the side for sure Mr. Saka heard it.

"Niihh," cup mi handed to me. I refused, he still gave it. Since his position was in front of me, his scent became so intense that this time I really could not resist.

"Thank you." I said. The dala. Seconds, I ate it right away. After the contents run out, then I realize that the owner has not eaten it either. But I spent it already. "How's this? Then the father uses the event to give thanks to everything. It's over." I feel guilty.

"It's okay, Ra. The important thing is you're full and the worms in your stomach aren't demo anymore." He laughed a little.

"What the hell?" I'm pouting. "Here, buy another one. Besides, if his friend should also be bought, do not just think about yourself. That's called stingy!" I'm berkilah. "It's not good to share either. Amused if the food is eaten by others." I said. He smiled back.

Don't get too close to me. Don't be nice to me either. Right now I am in the game, if you enter, continue to approach me and pay attention then my defense can be destroyed. I'm afraid I'll really fall in love with you!

"alright. I'm going to the back car, what do you want to buy?" The attention given by Mr. Saka made me who used to do everything myself so it felt bad.even I did not dare to linger talking to him.

***

At four in the afternoon, the train arrived at Tugu Jogja station. Saka and I got off. We didn't bring much stuff. I brought one suitcase and a backpack. While Mr. Saka only carries a backpack.

"Where are we going now?" tanyakanya. While helping me to scrape my suitcase.

"Either, I don't know where to look because I don't understand Jogja" I said. I show you a piece of paper bearing the name and address of the woman who gave birth to me. Mr. Saka just nodded.

"We'd better find out tomorrow. Now it is better to go to the hotel because it is late afternoon. We're afraid of going out last night. If you find the address does not memorize the area and do not have a vehicle is quite difficult. But if you want to be patient, we'll find tomorrow. Tonight I will try to find a vehicle" said Mr. Saka. He admitted quite often to Jogja, especially when he was in college for just a vacation. So Jogja is not too foreign to Mr. Saka.

I went into room 404. While Mr. Saka the room 406. We're next door. As soon as I entered the room, I immediately put down my bag and suitcase, then headed towards the large window overlooking the station.

"I don't know if I'll find him. Then if I meet you, what to do. I really have no purpose in life. It's so sad." I smiled. My eyes are far ahead, I don't know what they look like, but obviously I really want to see them. Even if only once.

***

[Tomorrow sister Ciya married, sister.] message from Kiki. I smile. But unconsciously my tears flowed. Not expecting my oldest sister to get married either. Actually I was very happy, but became sad because mother or Ciya himself did not tell.

[Alhamdulillah. Brother is happy.] I reply.

[Non't come?]

[Yes first, Ki. Sorry brother. My brother is out of town now.]

I turned it off. I lay on the bed. Recollecting memories from when we were kids. It never occurred to me that I was not a mother's biological child. I thought, just like Ciya, Elis and Kiki. Even though our faces are very different. But there was still a slight hint of resemblance because our father was the same.

My mother did not distinguish us either. Just more burdening responsibility on me. I understand because I'm the firstborn. That's why it's quite surprising when Ciya says that I'm not a mother's biological child, it feels so bad.

Tok to tok. The sound of the bedroom door on the tap. When I opened it, it was Mr. Saka. He took me out to dinner. Actually I was lazy to go out, was originally going to order food from the room, but it was not good to refuse his invitation because he had helped me a lot.

The existence of Mr. Saka here is actually very grateful. Indirectly, he could be my friend. I can't imagine, alone in a foreign place. I don't know why or where. But with Mr. Saka, I'm not too confused.

"How, like not the same catfish burn? It's delicious here." said Mr. Saka.

"Lumayan." I said, while enjoying the pecel catfish that somehow now tastes so much more delicious. Maybe because I haven't eaten since lunch. Mr. Saka had brought me to eat in the cafe carriage while on the train, but I refused. Wanted to enjoy the ride that made me flutter.

After dinner, we did not return to the hotel. Mr. Saka took me for a walk around Malioboro. He bought a special Jogja small meal. The real me is full, can not refuse because the smell of food sold on the roadside is appetizing. As a result, we were forced to go home on a rickshaw because the glut was not strong for walking.

"Remember, don't go straight to sleep Tira, it will be a caterpillar Segede pillow you know" said Mr. Saka with a laugh, before entering his room.

I just silently stared. I don't understand the jokes he throws.