Under the Black Umbrella
what a tiring day

Ghavi arrives home at dinner. Fortunately the driver who picked him up at the terminal did not arrive late. So, when Ghavi got home there was no need to miss his dinner.

" No, welcome! I hope non-residents live here. O, yes please directly dissect the dining room. The Princess is waiting."

" Yes, Bi. Thank you!" he said while handing his suitcase to Bi Nari, the assistant of Eyang Putri Ghavi from his mother's side.

Yep. Ghavi went to Jogja in addition to continuing his education and fulfilling the last will of his father and grandfather, as well as to accompany his eye, the Ghavi family who lived his only one.

During this time Ghavi was less familiar and close to his eyes because his eyes forbid the relationship between his father and mother. Ghavi himself does not know why? But because his mother and father loved each other, forced to allow them to marry on condition, they should not live at home with eyes. For this reason, Ghavi was closer to his paternal grandparents.

However, as time went on the more familiar eyang called Eyang Sosro (last name alm. eyang kakung ) it slowly began to accept Ghavi's presence, and the, especially since the tragedy of the accident that killed Ghavi's mother who was none other than adopted child Eyang Sosro.

Yes, Eyang Sosro and her husband did not have children because the daughter's eyes were sentenced to be barren. Actually, the princess once advised her husband to marry again for the sake of getting offspring. However, because so unfortunately eyang kakung, he did not want to marry again and preferred to raise his mother Ghavi as his son.

" Yaaaang ... !!!"

Ghavi ran over to a woman about 80 years old who was sitting in a chair eating his greatness while stretching his hands.

" Eyang, how are you? Ghavi kangen very similar Eyang." embraced old body was full of longing.

He kissed the back of his hand and his cheeks were full of affection.

" As you can see, Nduk, everybody's healthy. This is thanks to Bi Narti who always takes good care of Eyang." replied Eyang Sosro returned the embrace of the grandson.

His eyes glazed over as it held back the longing that was blowing.

Eventually he could live the rest of his life with his only grandson.

" How are you doing too, Nduk?? Looks like you look curous. Why, hmmm??"

He saw the tiny body of his grandson who looks thinner than the last time he visited half a year ago.

" Yes, Yang. Since Grandfather was absent, I felt lonely." she replied sadly recalling her grandfather's departure fifty days ago.

"Eatya, as soon as I received the news that Eyang asked me to stay here I immediately left."

" I'm sorry, Nduk. Eyang condition does not allow to come when your Grandfather died."he said regretfully.

Wearing the hair of the loving grandson.

" yes. Already Eyang. Don't talk about it anymore. Now I'm hungry. Did Eyang prepare dinner for me too??"

Ghavi stood up from his eye-slung and sat in the dining chair. His hand immediately plucked the potato parchment in front of the eyes.

" summer ...! Wash your hands first. Habit." the old woman refused the hand that was about to pluck the peddle.

" Hehe ... . Sorry!"

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Morning at the residence of Eyang Sosro.

" Nht .. tok ... tok ...!!! "

" No, wake up, Non! Morning already. Eyang waited for breakfast." Bi Narti heard knocking on the door waking up his master's granddaughter.

" Hmmhh .. Yes, Bi. Wait another fifteen minutes I'm following. Just want to take a shower, nih." said Ghavi from the inside.

Fifteen minutes later appeared the little girl wearing a white tee shirt with shoes combined with short jeans knee-length out of the middle room.His black hair straight shoulder-length given a pink bandana butterfly model.

" Morning, Bi!"

" Morning too, Nope!"

Ghavi also stepped in the dining room followed by Bi Nari behind him.

" Eyang next to the house, Non. Breakfast is also Bibi brought there." said Bi Narti when he saw Ghavi wailing to look for someone.

" Oh."

With wide strides Ghavi also stepped to the side of the house, where he and his eyes used to chat.

Cool air blows from the vegetable and fruit garden behind the house. Plus the fragrant fragrant flowers are various colors and variations make the lung cavity feel fresh.

" Iwansen ... Haaaahhc ... " Ghavi took a slow, deep breath as if to fill his lungs with as much fresh air as possible. Then slow down.

For a long time he had not felt this fresh air while in Jakarta.

" Here, Nduk!" shouted eyed from the gazebo, or rather a hut made of bamboo wulung roofed thatch standing firmly in the middle of the flower garden next to the house.

Eyang Sosro House is not as big as Grandpa's House in Jakarta. Rumah Eyang Sosro still put forward joglo house according to Javanese custom house, although in it has experienced cultural acculturation between java and modern.

The house is also not large and not rosy. There is only one main room occupied by Eyang, the middle room now occupied by Ghavi, and it was once his mother's room. One guest room is separate because it is located at the front of the living room, as well as one maid room at the back near the kitchen and bathroom desert in each room. Also, one bathroom is located between the living room and dining room that blends with the family room.

" Yes, Eyang! Just sec. I was enjoying this fresh air to unwind and get tired after a long trip yesterday" Ghavi smiled.

He stretched out both hands and turned. His eyes closed for a moment.

" Here is ayu. Be seated! This Eyang order rice oruk orek tempe your favorite." point eye on the banana leaf package containing nasi ubuk.

" Relope ... Everyone knows I'm eating rice again. Who is the best! " Ghavi gave his thumbs up a sign of pleasure.

" Sambal the puffer too, dong. Same crackers of his skin too." he laughed.

" All the clangenan

cah ayu ono kabeh." said the eyang with his thick jaw dialect.

#anything is your favorite there is all.

" Thick!!"

Eyang Sosro, Ghavi and Bi Narti also ate breakfast voraciously. Rice sutures wrapped in banana leaves make a distinctive smell of the flavor. Moreover, plus orek tempe, sambel onion and skin crackers that add to the breakfast are more delicious.

After breakfast, Ghavi decided to join Bi Nari to the market. The distance between the house and the market is only about fifteen minutes by foot.

Since it was still morning, they decided to go on foot while enjoying the beautiful morning in the village where they lived. The village where eyang lives is strategic because it is near urban areas. So, even though there are still many rice fields around, but for the city is also not too far away.

" Bi, yesterday who picked me up what his name was, yes, I forgot. Hehe ... " Ghavi started a conversation with Bi Narti while continuing to walk towards the market.

" Gupper, yes, Non." Bi Narti smirked.

" His name is Aksan, Non. She's Miss Diah's son, next door neighbor. He is now finishing his studies at State College in the city. Prospective Agricultural Engineer, Non."

"Owh, that. Hehe .. Yes, Bi, good. Pantesan I was shocked at the terminal I was looking for Mr. Agung did not meet, uh, suddenly there was a young man carrying a board bearing the name of me and Eyang." ghavi replied recalling his meeting with Aksan yesterday afternoon.

" Where is the Great Sir, Bi? Usually, he's the driver at Eyang's house."

" The Great Sir's wife gave birth to her fourth child, Non. So ask permission a week to accompany his wife in the hospital." explained Bi Narti again.

" Ogh, yes. Where is Risa now? From yesterday it was invisible. Ask from last night forget."

" Risa's at home. Just graduated too like, Non. But still confused about where to work with only a High School diploma." complains Bi Narti sad.

" Why not go to college, Bi. Honey if you don't go on. Risa, her son is smart."

" Fees from where, Non. Lha wong for her sister's school alone is difficult." she replied sadly.

Bi Narti's son three. The first is Risa, Ghavi's age. Second Dawn, only second grade Junior High. And the third new Shifa fourth grade SD. Bi Narti's husband died of dengue one year ago. In his life, he also worked at home as a gardener and keep the house at night, applying with Mr. Agung.

While Mr. Agung himself his duty only occasionally if needed. His main job is to open a house stall assisted by his wife.

" It's here, Bi. Please Aunt shopping. I'll just come along. Don't forget to buy coconut palms y, Bi."

" Good, Non."

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It doesn't feel like Ghavi's been living at his eye's house for a week. He has also registered at the same Higher Education College with Risa. Yes, after persuading Bi Narti so that his son can continue college, Risa finally entered through the scholarship path. So Bi Narti did not need to think about the cost as long as Risa could maintain her academic achievements.

Ghavi was sleeping in the room when he heard his phone ringtone singing. He immediately lifted the name Liana who plastang on the screen.

" Hello .. "the answer is as soon as you press the green button.

" Viiiii .. "the screech was so tight that Ghavi kept the flat object away from his ear.

" Abue ..." Ghavi complained because he felt pain in his ears.

" You're so mean to know, no. Go not tell me. Yesterday I played at home, but said Bu Yoyon you moved to Jogja. It's not like you promised me you'd go to college together." liana said at length.

" Sorry, Li! I didn't go to college in Jakarta, Eyangku asked me to go home and study in Jogja. The reason is in Jakarta I no longer have anyone. There's the Mother and Mr. Yoyon. But Eyang asked me to stay, because only I am his family now.sorry, yes did not have time to tell. This is also very sudden." explained Ghavi no less long. But Ghavi deliberately didn't tell me another reason why he had to move. The girl was not ready to tell her little friend. Nor was he told.

" It's a pity, Vi, we're not together anymore." there was a disappointed tone.

" We, can't we still chat, vc, right?!" ghavi tried to entertain.

He himself was actually sad to be away from his only little friend who he believed in both joy and sorrow.

Lucky now here he already has new friends, Risa and Aksan. Yep. Ghavi finally asked Aksan for help while he and Risa took care of the administration of PTN registration. Luckily, Aksan helped her with pleasure. They eventually became friends.

" But I'm sad, Vi. There was nothing else I asked for. Hehe .. "the mouth chuckles, though the chortle sounds painful.

" Milk ..." Ghavi.

" You can bury the Ujang, Li. Isn't she also on the list at your place??"

" Whaatt??? You g*la, yes tell me to hustle him. There will be me lectured all-out the same doi. He's an old boy." Liana grumbled annoyed at the jokes of her best friend.

" Milk ..."

Ghavi fell asleep after ending his video call with Liana for an hour. Today was very tiring for him after pacing back and forth with Risa looking for a lecture equipment that would start tomorrow morning.

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