
Daydream after daydream about Ditya still save the heart and mind of Wati that afternoon .
Ditya's face was shadowed in the net as well as Wangan Wati accompanied his journey.
She thought of Ditya's change of attitude towards her late this also remembered Budhe's word yesterday .
Maybe Ditya was angry with him because he did not accept a proposal from him to marry in hiding without the knowledge of their parents.
And following Ditya's willingness to move to find work in Jakarta is too selfish is he who is more afraid of sin even though his heart can not be invited to lie to accept this reality.
Is not the blessing and sincerity of their parents is very important for the continuity of a sacred household relationship even though his heart is rebellious and wants to obey Ditya's will.
Question after question passed through his mind.
Until he subconsciously leaned against the window of the train and began to fall asleep.
In his sleep Wati dreamed she met Tyas her best friend at the beginning of the meeting they joked laughter together but eventually they cried .
Wati woke up from her sleep and sat leaning on the passenger seat of the train.
" Astagfirullah .ok the same dream is actually what is with you Yas." muttered Wati lirih.
Could it be that the dream has meaning or just a mere sleep flower I don't know.
After a short daydream Wati also opened her slingpang bag and saw hp ah it turns out I was almost to the city of my birth ."his inner
And sure enough after traveling long enough with the express train finally half an hour again Wati will arrive at the station of his hometown .
He immediately contacted the father to tell him that he would arrive soon and asked the father to pick him up at the station.
Father and Mother who heard the return of Wati was very happy.
It has been almost 1 year they did not meet because Wati joined the budhe to Jogja working in a food stall owned by budhe.
" Ibuk, I want to pick up Wati first yes mother at home make sambal onion and omelet and boiled cassava leaves are still there to ."Said the father before leaving for the station to pick up Wati
" Yes, this sir, Wati came home, yes no news first, yes already heart yes sir ". Answer mom
Then he went to pick up Wati at the train station.
Because the day is near night then the father also drove his Matic motorbike slowly
After traveling about half an hour finally reached the train station he was seen parking his motorbike then walked to the waiting room for the arrival of passengers and soon appeared the new Wati out of the carriage train with other passengers .
" Ashallamuallaikum takkkkk ". cried Wati joyous youth he also greeted his father and immediately embraced his father's body.
After being satisfied with the stale .
The father told Wati to wear a helmet and go home on a matic motorcycle.
While the mother at home is preparing dinner for her favorite child, fortunately, young cassava leaf vegetables in the refrigerator are still there so stay boiled only.
Half an hour later, Wati and Dad arrived home.
" Insugar .". Wati said sallam while knocking on the door
While the father is seen leading his motorcycle into the house through the kitchen door .
Then the door was opened by my mother.
" Wallaikumsallam nduk, my god the mother's son." replied the mother while hugging her daughter look mother shed tears.
Then the mother took Wati into the house and sat in the living room chair.
" Yes Buk .Wati kangen are mom and dad okay why cry buk ?"
" Alhamdhulillah we are all well nduk . You yourself are fine to Budhe Mu how are you ?" ask mommy back, These are happy tears because you've come home ." continued Mom.
After chatting about 10 minutes Mom told Wati to take a shower and change clothes and then invite her to dinner.
" You're not going home talking to ". Said the father when he saw Wati out of the room.
" I'm sorry Wati buk . Indeed, his wish to give a surprise to mother also Wati did not want to bother father ibuk ." Answer Wati.
" Yes, let's eat first, You must be hungry because you don't want to go home so I just make omelet with chili sauce and boiled cassava leaves there is also pete ". mother said
" Wah wah wah is a favorite food Wati bukkkk
duhhh hungry buk , father and mother did not come to eat ? " sahut Wati
" No nduk we have eaten this afternoon "reply father .
Then Wati also went to the dining table to take rice and cobek containing egg sambal onion not to miss fried pete and boiled cassava leaves . Wati sat down cross-legged in front of the tv and began to eat dinner with pleasure.
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" Huh huh hah huh wah this is so delicious buk ." Wati said with a mouth of onion sambal pungency .
" Iyya a nduk, slowly eat it later you sprained lo if you run out of it mother will cook it again for you ." Reply Mother
" Yes lo Wat kok you still like sambal." said the father .and embraced vigorously by Wati.
Then he sat down next to his mother and father who were watching television.
They talked a lot starting about Wati's daily life in Jogja. About his work also about the news of Budhe in Jogja there .
Then Wati also asked the news and the whereabouts of Tyas his closest friend .
Father and mother also told Wati that Tyas was married.
" Has Tyas been married sir how long have they been married, then where is he now pak buk ?" ask Wati
" Yes nduk, Tyas is married he is betrothed to the son of Samsul's uncle (uncle ) and she is now with her husband settled in Jakarta ." replied the mother
" Why didn't Mom and Dad tell Wati when Tyas got married ?"
" I'm sorry we nduk indeed the wedding ceremony Tyas just simple Ijab qabul not yet reception kok , it's Tyas's request that he won't let us tell you that he's afraid to trouble you and that it's his own reception time that will tell you." Reply to mother gently.
Then Wati also looked at the mother with glassy eyes holding back her tears She was seen reaching for the mother's hand while saying.
" Buk Wati is very confused with Tyas he is a close friend of Wati buk first time Wati will go to Jogja He bought tickets for Wati and we also promised each other would come and wait if we get married later Wati really wants to meet her, sir buk." Wati said with tears.
Mother who understands the feeling of sadness that Wati is feeling can only hug and rub the shoulders of her favorite daughter.
" It is already nduk if you miss you can ask the number tlp Tyas to Pakklik Samsul or bulik to nduk and if possible you can follow it to Jakarta." said the father advising Wati
Wati also heard the advice of his parents saw him wipe his tears and nodded his mark in agreement.
" O yes but Mr. Samsul is still in Jakarta lo Buk , last week you met them in the mosque all saying goodbye maybe the day after returning home" said I chimed in
" Yes, Mr. Wati will be there after they return later" said Wati
" Ngmong said you're long at home nduk ?" ask mom
and is embraced by Wati.
Mother and father were happy with Wati's answer that would be long at home because they were very confused with their favorite child. After talking for a long time, they finally went into their rooms to rest
" God I forgot ."Guman Wati.
True Wati forgot to tell Ditya that he had arrived home safely.
He also rose from bed and grabbed his cellphone, Wati hope Ditya has not slept he immediately contacted Ditya.
The first call was missed ah maybe she was in the bathroom ." Batin Wati
The second call is the same.
And finally the third call was lifted by Ditya . Ditya face tangled typical of the face of the sleeping person then Wati also told Ditya that he had arrived home his parents safely.
Ditya looked very happy to hear that word Wati and he was seen looking at the face of wati carefully.
Wati who Ditya looked at felt a little nervous mixed confused why Ditya looked at her so intensely
" I'm sorry there's something wrong with me?" Ask Wati
He just shook his head and he looked smiling
" She's very upset with you deck , I'm sorry mas ya deck "
Wati was even more confused as to why Ditya apologized . Wati felt she did not do anything wrong and why did she apologize
after chatting about 20 minutes Wati also acceded to the tlp call because Ditya tomorrow had to work morning .
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