TWENTY
SEASON TWO ~ Twenty (COMPLETED)

Five years later...

Ting nong!! Ting nong!!

I rushed to the living room to open the door. When the door opened, it looked like a couple was in harmony with their two daughters. That little family is my neighbor. Who else if not Rangga and Astri with Lia and her two-year-old little sister.

"Eh, come on please come in! Coming in!" I let them in and opened my door wide to be ready to receive other guests.

"Alif where's Na?" ask Rangga.

"He's in the back garden. Again, everyone," I replied.

"Yes, if so I go there immediately." Then he passed from before me. Leave his wife and children with me.

"Thousand! Sweetness!" I said as I rubbed the cheek of Astri's second child.

"Maacih aunty!" Astri answered him by imitating the logic of a child.

"Every day this fight isn't the same with her brother?" I asked while glancing at Lia who has now grown into a beautiful child.

"Don't ask again if it's Na. Every day it feels like a world war" Astri jokes with Lia teasing that makes the eldest child frown.

"Assalamu'laikum!!!" say someone from the front. And we answer that greeting at the same time.

If anyone said a greeting as if his host was deaf, pretentious-looking, and cheeringly entered without waiting to be told, it was definitely Rendi. A friend who has no dead attitude sucks him.

"Greetings to Ren! Don't yell at that!" ketusku welcomes Rendi.

"Yes can't be mediocre. I'm an amazing person!" Haish! Whatever you say.

"Tanteeee!" Well from behind the body of Rendi there is a toddler who immediately ran hugging my knee.

"Eh, Azka! Just get more handsome!" my compliments then kissed both cheeks.

"How are you?" Salma came towards me and we hugged for a moment. Not tight, because she was holding her one-year-old baby.

"Good God."

"Oh yeah, which Zafran?" salma asked my son.

Zafran Khalid Ahmad, my four-year-old son. My little angel always filled my days with color. Just looking at his smile, the heart that was originally tired with all the troubles became light for a moment. He is the most beautiful trust that Allah entrusted to me and Mas Alif.

"He was behind Sal. Help Mas Alif." Salma looked to be nodding at me.

"Are you all behind?" ask Rendi.

"Yes. That's why you're going there!" I said more like expelling.

"Yes-yes. Erah!" The joints also move backwards.

While Azka suddenly ran following the steps of Rendi. "Dad! Come along!!!"

Be here live the female. We talked for a while while waiting for the other friends to come.

Yes, today is actually a typical day of the holy week. But suddenly there is a suggestion to gather all while burning. And it turns out that many agree and have free time. Be today they will all gather in my house.

Not long after, a large family arrived. There was Abdul and Tika with his three children. Apparently the dream of having eleven children they will bury deeply. Because they had three children, they raised their hands.

Behind him are Radit and Gea with their daughter. Then there was Nopal who came all the way from Kediri with his wife and two beloved twins. And there is also a newlywed, Fahmi and his heart. He finally has a partner!

Until when the wedding invitation was in my hands, my surprised face was undefined. Between happy and moved into one. Because once thought that Fahmi did not want to get married. But thankfully, she had already found her moorings and got married six months ago.

Many friends have come. As before, the male directly joined Mas Alif in the back. Prepare the burnt place, prepare mats and other equipment. While we women are cleaning fish and meat that will be burned later. And also cooking a lot of rice along with the sauce. Do not forget also fresh vegetables prepared as a complement to the menu later.

"Zafran this year has not entered TK Na?" ask Sita while peeling the onions.

"Yes Sit. With your second child too, right?"

"He em."

"It's not just your kids. My son's son also entered his Kindergarten this year. Your son is also a cell?" rere said as he asked back to Sela, his wife Revelation.

"Yes. It's no shame that our children are in the same kind of kindergarten. It's the same you guys again, you guys again," licked Sela who was greeted with laughter by all.

"Bosen," I added.

"Eh, don't forget also my son and his son Anggi, they will also enter Kindergarten this year as well."

"Well, you!" We all become more head bobble to hear the words of Puput.

"But it would be nice if the reunion gini so many temennya. So we're not too busy watching them." Iren's words have a point, too.

Not long after we finish, then bring our processed results to the back. Because the garden behind my house there are many large shady trees, so there is a place to shelter. Coupled with fish ponds and flower gardens make children not easily bored.

While waiting for the male with his burnt affairs, we who live women sit sweetly and watch the children who are playing.

"If there is a burnt event while lesehan under the gini tree, so inget first KKN. Aren't you?"

"Hm. yeah, too." I approve Sita's words.

"So the same keinget Mas Pandu as well."

Haish! Salmas. Even want to ngigetin about Mas Pandu everything, let alone his eyes flickering next to it. Know that he must have teased me, because among all I only told Salma about Mas Pandu's proposal at that time.

"Yes. Now how is he?"

"Inget Puts! There's Mr. Ustadz noh!" I tried to remind Puput not to be flabby again with the shadow of Mas Pandu. He used to have the seeds of love to Mas Pandu.

"Yes not Na! It's just a doang, "he looks.

"Pandu's Mas who the hell is Mbak?" ask Laras.

Oh, I forgot. Here there are new members who certainly do not know too well with the past that has never been forgotten. In addition to Anggi and Sela, there is also Laras, a young doctor who is now his wife Fahmi.

"Mas the Guide....." Puput started telling stories. And there flowed the story of the good-natured son of the village chief.

"Is he now the village chief? Continue the steps of his father that," asked Sita curious.

"Maybe. You see, from the photos on social media, he is rich on duty in the village hall. Wear his typical PNS uniform again," added Rere who may still be in touch with village employees who used to be his place for KKN.

Then also flow funny stories about the time KKN first. From being chased by dogs to falling from trees, fishing competitions, watching horror films that ended up dispersing because of fear, and until Sita who was often teased by the fathers of ice cendol sellers.

"Yes!! That one doesn't have to be discussed too!" sita's protest that even makes us laugh more.

"The risk of being a beautiful person is Sit," I added.

"Bahhh!! It's so good you laugh laugh at mewu is not clear when her husbands are hot again." The revelation suddenly came and sat down and took a drink which he immediately gulped down.

"Yeeee!! That's your job!" answer Tika.

"It's still a long time, isn't it?" my many.

"Udah is done! Here goes!" It is not the Revelation that answers, but rather Rendi while carrying a tray containing fish and meat that is cooked on fire.

Then behind him was also Mas Alif, Radit, and Fahmi who brought other burnt products. The kids who were playing came here.

I who saw Zafran running towards me immediately opened my hands wide. Welcomed him with a hug. "This is Ummi's son!" I said as I slowly kissed his forehead.

"Capek?"

"Neither Mi. Seneng can play with Bang Azka" said Zafran with his little boy's accent.

"Your son is very handsome Na!" praise my friends while trying to pinch Zafran's cheek.

"Yes dong. Look at the Umminya first," I said proudly.

"But be aware! The Zafran people looked very much like their father, rich Arab Caucasians. There is nothing similar to you Na!"

"You're the same sirik as me Ren!" ketusku while staring lazily to Rendi who always try to find because of.

"Belgium!"

While sitting close to each other's families, we started chatting lightly. Waiting for a few more that he said were late.

"Loh! Nando's with Gilang where's Mas?!" tika shouted while looking to the right and to the left. Looking for the first and second son.

Abdul looked confused too. "Aren't they just like you?" Abdul asked back.

"No. It's like playing with others" Tika replied in a panic.

"Haish! How are you guys!" I became a hustle myself. So I took the initiative to ask Zafran.

"Zafran saw Bang Nando as Dek Gilang did not?"

"So playing in the pool Mi. Eat the fish."

Along with Zafran who was giving an explanation, then came the sound of laughter that began to sound loud. Turns out it was Nando who was guiding his sister coming towards us.

The look on our faces all immediately turned shocked to see the appearance of his son Tika and Abdul. Then a second later we laughed loosely, even the children as well. Tika as a mother who felt anxious immediately came to the two brothers.

"Oh God! Nando's! Are you that your sister's face?!" Tika's neckline to look rich wanted to come out so, out of words to see the behavior of her first child.

Because Nando had made a masterpiece in front of Gilang, his own sister. He scribbled his sister's face using charcoal that I put yesterday beside the pool. As a result, his sister's face had changed to black. Instead of apologizing, Nando even grinned. And Gilang also seemed to not mind accepting his brother's prank.

"See Guys! His face is so good! His sister's work!" I just realized that from earlier Indra was busy recording this activity for his Youtube content.

"Yes yes, the nature of the Tika as Abdul nurun in Nando nih!" The camera in Indra's hand he pointed to Nando's face.

Nando, too, just plainly waved his hand at the camera with a smile. It is true, the fruit fell not far from the tree.

In the midst of the excitement we watch the hassle of Tika facing her son, finally the long-awaited come. Bayu with his wife, Rasti. The couple, who married one year ago, still seem romantic by hand.

"Finally come to you too! They want to get rid of the fish!" kelakar Revelation.

"Don't turn it on us dong. Salahin tun Ucup! We have been waiting for a long time in his house, it is still good to sleep," said Bayu while pointing his chin pointed at Ucup behind.

"That's in the back! Still single sir!" abdul's clear shout to tease Ucup.

"Bwahaha!!!" Laughing at Ucup becomes one of its own entertainment if it is gathered like this.

Not that we are ignorant or how. There are many ways we do so that Ucup can slightly turn his attention to a creature called a woman. But he was the only one who did not care.

"You guys! Look at the winner this fate even miketawain!" reply to the Scoop after sitting.

"Who tried it? I have known a lot of beautiful people. But there is still no progress," said Sita.

"Nothing is suitable."

"Godhhh!!" We are all tired of classic reasons like this. Stale.

"For a long time I was a match with the widow of my next-door neighbor Cup!" Nopal also followed his own anxiety.

"Udah-udah! Instead of the sprains themselves managing a mate for Ucup, mending now we take a photo first."

Indra was ready to put his camera on the tripod. His mouth and hands are pointing us. It's a bit complicated indeed, considering that many children are unruly. So after twenty minutes of positioning, everything finally looks good on camera. After setting the camera countdown time, Indra immediately ran to join as usual.

"Say chickpeas!!!" his yell.

"Bunciiiss!!!"

Ccr!

And add a collection of photos to fill our album together. In every portrait in recent years, there have been a lot of memories. Whether it's bitter, sweet, or sour. From year to year, a lot has changed for all of them, including me. Whether it's his appearance or his personality. But one thing is certain, among the many changes there is still the same. That is togetherness that will always stick in the heart.

Starting from twenty, and to the end will remain twenty. Nothing less, nothing left.