Under the Black Umbrella
Invitation

A week has passed. That means Ghavi is completely alone now. Without family and relatives, he now lives a kara.

Luckily, there are still people close to him who still care about him. Except maybe one, that's him.

"Are you sure you'll see him?!" ask Risa to make sure.

This morning they were having breakfast together at the residence of Eyang Sosro.

Since he died a week ago, Ghavi has asked the Bi Marni family to move.

In addition to accompanying Ghavi, this was also the realization of Eyang Sosro's last request before he died.

And last night, the late lawyer came to read a will that said:

Sumarni's family was entitled to occupy Eyang Sosro's residence, as a form of repayment to him. But Ghavi can still occupy the house as long as necessary.

Pak Agung is entitled to own the family car Eyang Sosro in return for his service.

Other immovable treasures that are the remnants of Eyang Sosro, namely in the form of a number of jewelry, rice fields covering an area of one hectare, and, and a cattle ranch containing seventy-three cows belonged to Ghavina Putri Umar, his only granddaughter.

The appointment of the will cannot be contested. And forty days after the death of the deceased, anything that has been addressed to the recipient, has the right to reverse the name of ownership of the right of acceptance.

"Yes!" ghavi replied.

"You okay alone? Or, do I want to be with you?!" ask Risa again.

"No! I'm alone. Take it easy, I won't do anything, all right."

Ghavi tries to convince Risa who looks worried about him.

Yep. Today Ghavi intends to come to Dieng to meet the invitation of Om Rudi and his family after getting a call last night, shortly after the return of lawyer Eyang Sosro who had read the contents of the will about the division of the property of the deceased.

Evident from the sentence he delivered last night.

The flashback

"Assynolt, Vi! This is Om Rudi wearing Harry's phone."

There was a heavy sound from across the street as the girl shifted the green button on her phone.

" Oh, yes, Om! Aalaikumsalam! Sorry, what's up, huh, Om, call night-night?"

" Oms who apologize for interrupting your break at night."

" It's okay, really. What's up, huh, Om?" ask Ghavi again.

" Look, Om wants to tell you that there's a Handy Thanksgiving tomorrow night."

Pause for a moment. I heard heavy breathing at the end of the phone.

" We and our family are very hopeful that you will attend to this invitation tomorrow. Besides, there's something Om wants to tell you, Nduk!"

" All right! Ghavi's tomorrow try to come. But maybe it was a bit late afternoon. You see, tomorrow morning I have to go to campus first, Om, there's a call from Mr. Dean."

" All right! Then I'll see you tomorrow. Be careful on the road, yes, Nduk! Sorry, Harry can't pick you up because he's helping Om on the farm. It just so happens that he's not on a teaching schedule, so Om's job is a little helped."

" Yes, Om, it's okay!"

"Yes, yes, assalamualaikum!!"

"Glamma!!"

Flashback off

"If you need a friend on the road, I'm ready to accompany you. Let me ask Mas Aksan to take us like that at that time," said Risa while cleaning the dishes.

The girl had just finished breakfast, while Ghavi finished ten minutes early, citing no appetite.

"No need! I appreciate your good intentions, Sa. But really, really, it's okay, why I went alone on the bus. I haven't been on a bus for a long time. It feels like the same hawkers who trade every stop. Not to mention the human buskers so-called events that make the stomach stiff," replied Ghavi.

He then smiled when he took a bus trip from Jakarta to Jogjakarta at that time.

"Yuk, ah off! And again bad luck. You, will have to face Mr. Dean at eight this morning," Risa invited to leave the dining room.

Ghavi awakens from his daydreams and follows Risa's step out of the house first.

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