Young Master Seed
Meaningful

''You know, why not know yourself to be a person. Why did you even go home Baras! Look Grandpa, Grandpa is getting old and old, don't be a burden on your family anymore! Got a good job at the house of the rich man who chose to go home. Stupid fool!'' Ida pointed at Laras' face with her finger. He felt very angry to see the sudden return of Laras.

Not the warm welcome that Laras got, there was only scolding.

It is sad the fate of orphans, no father no thousand.

In the middle room that is not too wide, Laras can only duck while twisting the tip of his clothes. He had not had time to sit, but the aunt had scolded him all out.

While the grandfather only looked at the pity of his grandson, if he defended Laras, surely Ida would be more furious, and her voice would be shrill to sound to the neighboring house. The old man did not want it to happen so, as a result he could only stay still while adjusting his breath to stay patient. As long as Ida doesn't flirt with Laras, she thinks everything can still be forgiven.

"Sorry, Tan. But I'm not feeling well anymore. From the morning I just lay in my room, I did not do any work there, I felt sorry for the other servant and my master, Tan. That's why I chose to go home.'' Lirih Laras. Afraid he looked at the aunt, from childhood, the aunt often scolded her, causing a sense of trauma in itself.

''Oh... So you think if you're here you can relax? You expect Auntie to take care of you? Don't dream, Baras! Aunty no longer wants to take care of you, Aunt already tired, when you were a child, Aunt who takes care of it, it is... When it's big this is still asked to be taken care of, how outrageous you are! In love even ask for the heart!'' irate Ida with reddened face.

''Yes, you're a fool. Just bother my Grandpa and Mom. Why don't you go with your parents to the cemetery, bitch!'' Timpal Dira, Ida's son. He was one year older than Baras. He is now studying at a university.

''Dira, watch your talk!'' exclaim the grandfather. Finally his voice was gone too. Really, he could not bear to see Laras in a corner by two heartless people.

''My grandfather always used to be. Always defending Baras. Even though I'm sorry for Mom and Grandpa, I don't want you guys to be troubled because of the presence of Laras in this house.'' Said Dira sadly, her face was sad. Then he walked with wide footsteps towards his room. He nodded, that was his habit.

''You saw Laras. You are a fucking carrier woman. Just a few seconds you go home, has made a scene in this house. Previously we adem ayem, but .... Argh. Nevermind.'' Ida passed from before Laras, and he entered the room.

With gontai's footsteps, the grandfather approached Laras, then guided Laras' body towards the back room, the smallest and ugliest room in the house.

When they arrived at the room, they sat side by side on a thin floor mattress.

''I'm sorry Laras, yes.'' Laras looked up for a moment, preventing his tears from spilling.

''You did nothing wrong, Laras. Your decision to go home is correct, Grandpa already misses you. It has been since a few months ago that you left this house, and Grandpa is grateful to still be able to see your ayu face in the remnants of Grandfather's age. Don't be sad anymore, your beauty is reduced.'' The Grandfather smiled faintly staring at Laras. The old man always tried to make Laras smile, because he knew, only he was truly sincere in love with his grandson.

''How is Grandpa doing? Is Grandpa still sick?'' finally, Laras forced a smile. Despite the many burdens that plagued his mind at this time, he tried to look cheerful in front of the grandfather.

''Healthy grandfathers are healthy. Only small coughs, probably due to age factor.''

''Lho, one month ago said Auntie, Grandpa is sick. Did Auntie bring Grandpa a cure?''

''No, Laras. Aunt never brought Grandpa in for treatment. He only bought drugs that were sold in stores. Your aunt fooled you. He just wants to squeeze out your hard work. Too bad for you, you can't save at all. Your aunt is really overdoing it. Though Grandpa had repeatedly advised him not to be too cruel to you, but Grandpa's advice was not at all he heard.''

''Grandpa, let's go, from this house. Grandpa's coming with me. Want, yeah.'' Laras stared fixedly at the face full of wrinkles in front of him.

''Where are we going, Laras? We don't have any money. Grandpa doesn't want us to be bums. The money from the sale of land Grandpa was used up by Aunt Ida, he used the money to pay for Dira's tuition, the same to buy a motorcycle and buy all Dira's needs. End everything. Your rights are also taken away. Forgive Grandpa. Because it is old, so Aunt Ida does not feel afraid anymore as Grandpa.''

''That's it, it's okay, Grandma. We don't feel sad anymore. Isn't that what Grandpa said. Grandpa is calm. We're not gonna be bums. I guarantee that. If we leave this house, I'm sure, in the future our lives will be much quieter, more comfortable and safer. I have money, Cake.''

''Later when we get a new place to live, I'll tell you everything, Cake. Where can I get money to hold. Grandpa just calm down, the money that is on me kosher, I am not scared and do not spit too.''

''Yes, yes. All right, Grandpa will come with you. At the age of this old Grandpa, Grandpa does need a comfortable atmosphere. In this house is cramped, in addition to the mouth of your aunt who always nyerocos every day, make ears hurt.''

Two different people of different ages laughed. Comforting themselves.

After that Grandpa Ridwan and Laras began to pack items that were felt quite necessary into the bag.

They will not waste any more time, as soon as possible they will leave the house.

In the afternoon before Magrib, Laras came out first, he was waiting for the grandfather. Stand him in the yard while carrying a bag.

Laras ordered a taxi online to take them, fortunately in his bag there was already five million rupiah, he deliberately pulled before he reached the house. The plan was that he would give Ida half the money, but eventually he stopped giving.

And he has also bought drugs and vitamins to prevent nausea. So far things are much better than before.

Inside the house, Grandpa Ridwan paid his respects to Ida and Dira.

''If you dare to leave this house, then this house does not belong to you anymore. This house is mine.'' Threaten Ida with disrespect.

''It's up to you Ida. I'm tired of serving your stubbornness, your haughty attitude, your arbitrary attitude. Capey Daddy. In the rest of Father's age, I just want to live quietly with Laras.''

''Yes, there you go with Father's favorite grandson. If there is anything, do not come here.''

''Careful, Cake. Don't mess up, if later Grandpa will only be used by Laras, later Grandpa even made a beggar in the streets. So, think first before leaving this house.'' Dira.

''Baras is a good girl. Grandpa was sure he would treat Grandpa well. Assalamualaikum.''

Grandpa Ridwan turned to face the door, he walked slightly trembling. His right hand held his chest, long-faced with Dira and Ida making his heart troubled.

*

In a different place, Edgar was getting ready. He's already got the address where Laras lives.

When he was already sitting at the wheel and was about to start the car engine, suddenly his phone rang loudly. Kartika's face was clearly displayed on the screen.

''Honey, pick me up. I'm in the studio again, '' said spoiled Kartika.

Edgar did not immediately say, he was thinking, whether to pick up Kartika or meet Laras. He's in a state of confusion now.

Seriate.