Why Should I ?
Back to Mom's house

Rama sits casually on the porch of his mother's lek house. Enjoy the beautiful afternoon at the foot of Mount Lawu. The air is still very fresh, touching every inch of his skin. Combing all parts of the body. Rama shuddered, feeling the cold air that was much different from the city of Surabaya, as well as the village of his birth.

His eyes fell on the two women who were talking in whispering voices. The two pairs of eyeballs occasionally glanced at him. Then she smiled a knotty smile when she realized that Rama was watching her.

Rama did not understand, mother lek went straight into the house after she finished talking. He called Arya, and asked her to take the woman who had talked with the mother lek earlier. I don't know, Rama doesn't know where they're going. Clearly, they left in a hurry.

Rama only silenced, choosing not to get involved with something that is not necessarily about him. He turned his eyes back to the small children who were playing in the yard.

"Ar, where are you going ?" rama asked when he saw Arya who came out of the house with a thick jacket that he usually wears if traveling.

"That, nganterin Lek Ratmi, "said Rama honestly.

"Where ?"

"To his brother's house.."

Rama nodded. I don't know, he doesn't understand what people are hiding. Everything was acting strange, and there was something strange that Rama felt.

Arya and Lek Ratmi are already on their motorcycles. Get out of the village, and enter the city streets. They mute each other when on the bike, only occasionally Lek Ratmi tells the road that Arya must pass.

Almost an hour away, Lek Ratmi pointed to a pretty luxurious house. He asks Arya to wait for him outside. And Arya just nodded in agreement, because in fact she herself did not know what Lek Ratmi was doing.

It had been tens of minutes Lek Ratmi was inside the house. Making Arya feel bored because just silence and play the phone in the yard. He obeyed what the middle-aged woman said, waiting and keeping quiet outside.

The home page is quite spacious, even still can be set up one more house. There is a fish pond and a Gasebo in the corner of his yard. Ornamental plants add a comfortable impression there. Especially with the cry of the sound of water from the pool it makes people hypnotized with its charm.

Arya was busy looking around, so she did not realize that Lek Ratmi was already nearby. He patted Arya on the shoulder, leaving her shocked.

"It's been lek ?"

"Saw, let's go back."

On the way home, Lek Ratmi did not say much either. Either because of something, or because of laziness to speak loudly. Yes, the wind was quite strong, thus making their conversation less clear if not shouted.

"That was the brother of what sampean of father e lek ?"

Arya couldn't help but ask. Curiosity that has peaked, making himself ventured to reveal the question mark that he has been resistant since. Strange things were quite disturbing to his mind. How can he be invited to visit, but not allowed to enter ? Even the owner of the house did not call him to enter, even if it was just a small talk.

"Your mom didn't say to ?"

"Say it to the house of the brother sampean."

"Brother of Prophet Adam ? That was Miran, she was famous for breaking someone's heart. Yeah, who knows Rama could be calmer if he tried to pass him."

Arya remained silent. He now knew where Lek Ratmi's talk was headed. He also understood what the purpose of Lek Ratmi took him there earlier.

There was nothing else Arya threw out. He chose silence and did not respond to anything about this incident.

******

"Sampean already ate mas ?" ask Arya.

"It has. Are you so fast ?"

"Wes mulih to Ar ?"

Not yet thrown the answer that Arya prepared, his mother had come out with two cups of coffee in her hands. He immediately put it on the table, before Arya nodded in agreement.

"Yo wis, you accompany Rama to coffee dik yo." Excited bu lek by touching Arya's shoulder. Giving a sign that his son-in-law was following his orders without much question.

Again, again, Arya just nodded her ass. He pulled out a chair, and sat facing Rama. Sipping black coffee that still feels hot.

"Ar, my wife didn't kill e wae ya.."

Arya grabbed her coffee. Sipping it slowly as it was still quite hot on his tongue. "The coffee is still good, don't look for trouble." he said as he put the cup back on the table.

"Women out there are still a lot of mas, what to do like that just because women are not good." added Arya firmly. He stared intently at Rama's two eyes. Hope the man with a small body structure understands what he is saying.

"Yes yes ? Much better too huh ?"

"Well, that could think. Let go of Mbak Kinanti, surely the mind can be more calm."

Madam lek has arrived. He moved to Rama and Arya. Just act normal so as not to make Rama suspicious. He also offered a plate of fried cassava he brought from the house of Lek Ratmi to cover the play he was playing.

"Old in town don't forget the same old village food to Ram ?" bu lek's tease makes Rama blush in a smile.

"Yo endak to bu lek, Rama often eat cassava in Surabaya as well."

"Woalah don't think I'd forget, yo wis ndang in maem, ma'am lek not continue in the kitchen first yo."

******

One week Rama had been staying at his mother's house. Today, he decided to go home because he felt calmer than the day before. He also thought of his mother, who was not feeling well when he lived.

Bu Lek asked Arya to take you along with Rama. A visit to his brother's house, the eldest of the four brothers.

Arya assented and immediately ran the bike calmly. He followed Rama from behind. Tracing the streets, and through the stone roads that are already quite damaged in the middle of the forest. Arya was calm, though she felt uneasy at such a slow pace. How else ? The motor that Rama rode was no longer able to run at a high speed.

As usual, when the three of them reached Rama's house, Mother welcomed their arrival warmly. His warm smile that he gave in the doorway as soon as he heard the roar of the motor engine.

Rama and Arya break down on the sofa in front of the television. While mom lek, trying to find a gap to talk four eyes with Mom. He pretended to ask the menu that Mother cooked, so that the woman followed him walking towards the kitchen.

"Later nek Rama njaluk tea what coffee, mbak use sugar iki yo." Cried bu lek in a whispering voice, and guerrilla eyes watched around.

"So, Ratmi was escorted Arya to the house e mbah Miran, ngendikane mbah e , Rama wes was already injured, so yo rodok suwi might make him sincere."

Can say, all the wes are late. Kabeh hanging by Rama dewe...." Imbuh bu lek with a clear tone. The pity that hangs in the heart makes him unable to say everything honestly in front of Mom.