The Tears Of Wedding
Chapter 20 The Trial of Thunder (POV of Thunder)

The atmosphere of the bus counter was filled with passengers, Kang Fuad accompanied me until the bus was leaving. Like yesterday, he would be holding one of his children. I bought some milk and snacks up to a total of almost 50 thousand. I give black crackle to kang Fuad toddler.

. "What a kang, how much." Kang Fuad complained when his son was seen smiling widely receiving the black plastic.

"That's just a snack, thank you Kang. So trouble Kang Fuad and wife." My speech.

Kang Fuad embraced me.

"I'll tell you when the kang arrives." Her speech. I also nodded. We had to split up when the car's kernet called the passengers to get on the bus.

The bus I was on was 2-3. And I'm in the 3 seat line. When the little boy was about the age of SD, whining wanted to sit in my place. Right on the side of the window.

"You sit there, Grandma. Wanna see the sights." Her speech.

Looks like the middle-aged woman was swerving towards the little boy earlier. I can't bear to see a little boy whining. I stood up and allowed the little boy to sit on my bench. The grandmother seemed to feel sad.

"It's okay Mom, I happen to not like it too much by the window" I said.

I finally sat down on the side of the street. I also put a headset in my ear. This morning I made an agreement with Sekar. So when I called my wife over the phone, there was no greeting from me. Because the voice of Sekar is croaking.

"Continue on, I'm on the bus leaving." My speech.

Sayup-sayup I heard the melodious voice of Sekar reading verse by verse clear of tajwid also tartil correct. I heard Sekar's voice, it seems he has finished 4 pieces. He just said tashdiq.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Said it across.

"Walaikumsalam" I said.

"Evening I slept first, it turned out that just one night like this was the taste of it, Mas." Sekar.

I'm just smiling.

"Mas, later if it's on board video yes." Sekar.

"Yes, yes it's half the battery, last night I forgot the charger." Say it because it's not good to talk in a public place. I actually really want to tease Sekar. But my current place is not possible.

Close the call from me. I just enjoy the mp3 on my phone. During the day, the bus stops at one of the restaurants. The passengers got off, I rushed to the bathroom and looked for the mushola. I ordered a rice pack. If I don't have much time, I can eat my rice on the bus later. Sure enough, when my order was done, the kernet had shouted at the door of the bus. I rushed to the bus too. The bus continued its journey. Almost an hour from the sudden journey the middle-aged woman by my side stood up and walked towards the kernet. He seemed almost crying.

"Please sir, go back to the diner. My wallet fell there like it." Say that woman.

I see it from my place. But it seems the request of the grandmother could not be fulfilled because the bus had far left the restaurant. He sobbed even as he sat back down, he hugged his grandson and was still crying.

I ventured to ask.

"Didn't we get to Palembang tomorrow morning?" Ask me.

"We stopped in the field." The grandmother replied with sobs.

I can't believe it. I think this bus only reached Palembang. But in fact he got to the field. Grandma was still crying. I also feel sorry to hear that he doesn't have a penny. His cell phone number is also unregulated. Arriving in the afternoon, this car stopped again at a restaurant, I saw the grandmother and granddaughter did not come down. I'm back on the bus. One sentence from her granddaughter made me unbearable.

"Mom, I'm hungry... " Whisper the grandson.

"Grandmother asked for warm water, just brought to sleep. Hopefully tomorrow morning there is sustenance." replied the grandmother.

Grandma's step was restrained when she saw me standing at the entrance of the car. I also pulled a wallet that contains 390 thousand money. When the fingers of the hand already want to pull 300 thousand. But my heart reminded me again.

'You also still need to ride travel to the village later Tour, your phone is also depleted pulsanya.' my inner.

So I pushed a red sheet of paper with my index finger. And I pulled two pieces of paper with zero 5 digits.

"Sir, this is a little sustenance. Buy food and drinks for Grandma. Sorry I can't help much." Saying Ku.

Grandma looked sad.

"Get me Nek..." My speech.

"Yes Allah... May Allah repay your kindness, cheap sustenance, long life, made easy on your affairs, kabul hajat mu." Grandma was full of sobs.

I also just agree. I don't expect reciprocity. But just hope that he can be full and safe until the goal. Not wanting to pay back for helping this grandmother. It feels like there is happiness alone when it can lighten people's burdens or it can make others smile. Cannot be explained by words. But I was a little worried when suddenly our bus suffered damage while in the forest. The money in the wallet only stayed 90 thousand because of which I bought quota of my cell phone and cigarettes.

"I can't take half my money bang?" ask the driver who was frustrated because his fleet was again damaged.

"Sorry, I can't." The answer.

I sat on the edge of the asphalt. If I hadn't given my money to Grandma. Maybe I can over the other bus that passed by. But this, I can't move to another bus. Sekar was obviously worried because almost one night I had no news. Grandma was even with me waiting for the car to come back to life. And in the morning when the car was on, during the day the car broke a tire. It was almost at the port. Again, some passengers switched to another bus.

"When he got bang.... " I'm upset. Because my phone is dead.

"The problem is that the car can't run if the tires haven't been patched." Say it casually while enjoying the cigarette.

I'm just worried about Sekar. He must be anxious because usually at night or in the morning I give news. I should have arrived in Palembang.