
"You guys just stay here, yeah. Back in town now, far away."
It is also not possible for them to go home at this time. Bu Wati is not allowed to talk. The journey is very far, not to mention the road is not smooth and the absence of lighting.
It's getting dark. The oil lamps start to turn on. There were also electric lights, but that was not much either. Cold air felt on their skin.
"Let's have dinner first."
Ms. Ana put the food on the floor. Simple food, but looks good.
They began to enjoy the food, when the rain fell again and increasingly heavy.
"Has Bu Wati not been moved anywhere else?"
"He could never sleep if he was moved into this house. Just my wife's her family, yeah, not my real family."
"The time was moved here, so we could sleep better. Instead of being able to rest, eat and drink well, not even sleep for days, and getting sicker."
"His husband?"
"That's .. Let him tell you."
Dhea yawned several times. His body felt very tired after this whole day just sitting.
"There's only one room here. You can sleep in aunt's room. Bari Om you'll sleep outside with the others."
"It's okay, Auntie. I can sleep here."
The night was getting late, finally Dhea fell asleep in the bamboo bale in the guest room. Vean, Arya, and Juna also slept there, ropes on the floor, covered in thin carpets.
"Wear this, let it not get cold."
Vean then enveloped Dhea with a thin cloth.
No one can sleep. Apart from being hard, cold bedding, they also thought about Dhea's fate.
The night, the air gets colder. It is inconceivable how Bu Wati was in that house.
Dhea flipped through her body. He could not sleep for the same reason.
Duars
"Let's!"
The lightning sound of course shocked Dhea.
"Sister, just take the mother away. If the house collapses, what?"
"Yes." Yeah."
The three of them along with Dhea finally moved Bu Wati, using a car. Although the distance is not too far, but it is impossible to just move the sick, especially with a heavy rain like this.
Ms. Wati was immediately put to bed in the bale where Dhea slept.
"Here, Dhea."
Dhea laid her body on the floor. Vean could not bear to see that, but yes how else, it was like this.
"Om, what's the job?"
"Om selling vegetables in the market. Not much income, but enough to meet the needs of everyday life."
There was only one room, it was occupied by the children of Bu Ana who might be around twelve and ten years old.
"Sleep, Dhea!"
Dhea finally closed her eyes, though she could no longer sleep.
Vean rubbed Dhea's head.
"Sleep, Dhea!" this time Arya told me.
Dhea instantly covered her face with a palm, making Vean and Juna astonished.
"Don't forget, I've always been with Dhea since childhood."
Vean scowled, he felt jealous. The sound of rain was still heard, being a lullaby for them.
Bu Wati woke up from her sleep, turned her head to the side and looked at the sleeping Dhea.
Sorry, sorry ....
Those are the only words that come out, even if only in the heart. Bu Wati's tears came out. He kept looking at Dhea's pretty face.
Sorry, sorry ....