The way I love you
181 Hungry
The rain drops started to fall. They immediately went into the hut.
Sitting on one of the more shabby bales. Water with plastic cups.
Hinan is getting bigger. The wind was pounding the fragile building.
"It's not gonna collapse, is it?" ask Dhea.
"Hopefully not."
The wind entered through the cracks of the hollow wooden walls. This house is like moving in the wind.
"Here, eaten."
There are boiled cassava and bananas.
"Yeah!" Dhea screamed loudly as something moved at her feet. The big lizard just walked over his leg and left.
The girl then lifted her foot over the bale. Think definitely in this place, especially if at night, many animals.
Rats, slurps, or it could be snakes.
"Let me see, your leg is bitten what not."
No bite marks.
The condition of this house is completely unkempt. Not because of bamboo or wood. Not because of the red soil that has hardened. But it is because it is not maintained.
The leaking roof makes rain water come in. Even the leaks are everywhere and pretty big. Some are accommodated with buckets whose edges have been broken. There are also those who are left alone, re-absorb into the ground floor.
"If it's an earthquake, how?" ask Dhea.
"Yes ruined" said Juna casually.
"Yes it's definitely ruined, Juna. I mean, what about the ones who live here? The rain just soared like this!"
"I'm hungry" whispered Dhea.
"There can't be a restaurant here."
They are hungry, but it is impossible to ask for food in the home.
They could only wait for Wati's mother to wake up, to tell her everything.
"Come, to my house. My house is not far from here."
"My son will take care of your mother. Don't worry."
They finally followed Dhea.
They arrived at a simple house. Not too good, but also not as bad as Wati's mother's house.
The house is semi-permanent.
The floor is made of castings. Walls half. From the floor to the waist, made of bricks. From waist to top of bamboo and webbing.
The roof is made of bamboo and coconut leaves. It looks clean and well-maintained, although not fancy.
They sat down on a matted carpet. The bulkhead between the rooms is also only made of bamboo, limited to human height.
There's an old model TV, whether it's still on or not.
"It's Ana, my wife—y stepbrother of your mama."
"Let's eat and drink."
Dhea immediately sipped the warm tea. Tea tubruk whose pulp is still visible. He also directly took the food no matter what the name was, he did not know.
"Harap Sis, I'll pass out later you guys who bother."
They laughed at Dhea's words and ate and drank.
"Has Bu Wati been like that for a long time?"
"It's been two years that his condition has deteriorated."
"Why not go to the doctor?"
"don't want. We have forced. You know for yourself, how to travel here. The distance from the city of this area to here is quite far. He never wanted to leave this village."
"Bu Wati lives alone?"
"Yes. Sometimes my wife accompanies him there."
The smell of cooking began to smell. Looks like Ana's making food."
"You've seen for yourself, haven't you, how is your mother? That's how he is. We're just worried that he doesn't have a long time, so ask you to want to meet him. At least now you guys meet. Whether you can forgive him or not."