When Two Anu Fall in Love
Rujak Fruit

The sun this morning is so bright, but it is only half seven in the morning but the Anugrah clothesline is so hot. The middle grace is drying on the back, side by side with the kitchen. After finishing because it is only a few strands of clothes, understand the occupants are only two people. She put the bucket near the washing machine, and then she went forward to the place where her husband was.

Keanu was sitting with a bowl of chicken porridge that was bought earlier when the porridgekeeper passed. Anugrah sat down next to her, and took her husband's glass of sweet tea. Then drink it a little.

"You really don't want to?" Keanu asked Anugrah.

Anugrah shook his head, "not wanting to, again want to eat fruit made by Mamak. I'll go to Mamak's house first."

"Yes, don't eat rujak early in the morning too, honey. Eat rice first" said Keanu while finishing his porridge.

"Yes, you want to go straight away?"

"Well, it'll be noon, it'll be seven." Keanu stood up carrying his used bowl to eat himself into the kitchen.

Anugrah remained silent there staring at her husband's back until it was not seen so turning. Anugrah's gaze was turned to her husband's mobile phone vibrating on the table. A message visible from the message window.

[Depart, right? I want to talk]

Anugrah's forehead shriveled, her heart whispering. "Other than this?"

Keanu's phone vibrated again, unfortunately not yet as soon as Anugrah saw Keanu was back.

"I, leave, yeah ..," said Keanu to his wife. Picked up his cell phone and put it in his pants pocket, held a bag and reached out to his wife.

Anugrah then stood up and received a helping hand Keanu, kissed the back of his hand and Keanu kissed his wife's friendly forehead.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Keanu as he passed.

"Wa'alaikumsallam," Anugrah did not come out to see her husband leave. Because he still wears short clothes. Then Anugrah locked the door and got ready.

Anugrah is neat with a black robe and a long turmeric-colored hijab, she still stands in front of the mirror. Paying attention to her who looks more thin, her cheekbones are increasingly visible. "I'm getting thinner" he said, gently rubbing his cheek.

Afterwards Anugrah came out by taking her bag. Get out of the room and lock her up, looking at her house which again feels cold. Anugrah took a rough breath and came out. Locking the door and riding the motor, the motorbike had been taken out by her husband and panned.

It is still too early to go to the Shop, finally Anugrah run his motorbike to Mamak's house, before turning towards the alley of Mamak's house he passed in front of the elementary school where her husband was there. She could see her husband in front of a line of children lined up in sportswear. After slowing down her bike, there her husband turned to her with a big smile, Anugrah replied by honking and passing from there.

Arriving in front of the mother's house he immediately went down and entered. "Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Wa'alaikumsallam" replied the father who had just come out of the room. Yes indeed after being sick at that time, you are no longer allowed to work.

"Mamak, where, sir?" He asked while kissing his father's hand.

"After, usual."

Anugrah then went to the kitchen at the back, and there her mama was sitting splitting some siem pumpkins.

"Mak," she said. Mamak just turned his head for a while and resumed his activities. Anugrah then squat next to mamak.

"Sir, I want to run dong fruit, which is very spicy." He said to Mamak.

"When?"

"Now" Anugrah replied enthusiastically.

"Morning still, nag! It'll be noon!" Mamak.

"Ih, people want it now. Come on Mak, made by Mamak the same I made different tablets, made by Mamak." Say Anugrah again half force.

"Hm, there's just one." Mamak moved from his seat and to the front, Anugrah then completed the work Mamak split some pumpkins that will be steamed mamak and made vegetables in his rujak.

Although annoyed but Mamak still make it. The father who was sitting in the chair there also took his wife seriously.

"Make, your wadon boy. Early in the morning ask for fruit."

"Yes, just love it. Just ask for fruit, don't ask for inheritance. If you ask for a new legacy you're sprained, because we don't have a legacy."

"It's Mommy Sir!"

"Sir, it's already this!" Mamak yell.

Anugrah was heard running from inside, with a crybaby he took a plate of spicy extra fruit from the hand of mamak.

Sit in front of the father. Without offering it he just gobbled it up after do'a. He really felt very delicious food, Anugrah even to eat very quickly, even to the point that it was not left until the spices.

"Have you eaten rice, you Nduk?" Ask Father.

Anugrah answered with a head. He stood up and put the plate back. Then come back again with hot tea one big glass full.

"You sick, Nduk?" Ask the father again.

"Allhamdulillah, no sir."

"You, I think I'm a mess." It turns out that my father was watching his daughter so much.

"Yes, Nu also feels like that sir."

"How's kean? Still busy?"

Anugrah looked at the Father, "still." The answer. She remembered the message that went into her husband's cell phone.

"Yes, it's been. Nu leave yes sir, later in the afternoon Nu come here again," said Anugrah after spending his drinking water.

***

"Mom, where's Mom?" Ask Anugrah to Mbak Fitri.

"Well, mom to your store, Nu," he replied.

"Oh, okay." Anugrah did not enter, he then walked towards his shop.

The shop is open, because now the key that holds him and Mbak Ningsih.

"Assalamu'alaikum," he said as soon as he entered.

"Wa'alaikumsallam, that's the guy who just came." Reply Ma'am Ningsih.

"Mom," he greeted the in-laws, greeted Ranti's mother and kissed the back of her hand.

"Mommy wants to take you out for a while" Ranti said.

"To where? Nugrah also want to show the soft colors of the game that mom wants to choose which, later let me just follow you."

"Yes, great. Let's just talk at the cafe, let's relax." Anugrah.

"Sir, don't stay anymore."

The two women of different ages finally left by leaving Mbak Ningsih who stood looking at them.

"Same-in-law's daughter-in-law, like mom's son. Really make the proximity paper." Mama Ningsih said alone.