CANDRAMAYA STORY
Part 5: Lawean Shoulder
Even though my mother and I are not in clothes, Aryo and Bimo still often come to our house. Moreover, Aryo I have considered like my own real sister. I learned so much from Aryo that his sincerity in living my life embarrassed me. Although my age is older than him but his maturity deserves a thumbs up, although sometimes his silly behavior and speech can not be reasoned using common sense. But it's not about Aryo that I want to discuss here but about Roni's childhood friend paklek.
“Mbak Maya, mbak..”
“You came here instead of salam”
“Waalaikumsallam”
“Back Aryo”
“Iya-iya Assallammualaikum ibak Maya, ibu”
“Waalaikumsallam”
“What are those grasas? Bimo where is tumben ndak coming?”
“Bimo overtime mbak”
“Lha you ndak overtime?”
“No ma'am, Aryo tired”
“The name of work is tired to Yo, if you want not tired of sleeping aja”
“Sleep is also tired if no one ngelonin”
“Hussttt your mouth is you”
“Becanda buk, Aryo is a good boy ndak may ngelakuin such things except khilaf” I throw dirty clothes that I will wash into Aryo's face.
“Mbak Maya this you know, play throw aja aja Aryo face dirty clothes what?”
“Your brain is dirty, it needs to be washed”
“Hehehe..maklum mombak singles yes gini”.
“Mbak Maya in Aryo division again open vacancies who knows Mayan pinta”
“You're Yo, but I don't have a” diploma
“Mbak Maya will know well to the same Mr. Roni, just ask for help. Cook yes pak Roni can not enter mbak Maya to factory pak Roni kan foreman factory”
True also what Aryo said, what's wrong trying.
“This has been a gift for you mbak kasih fried bananas”
“Wahhhh know aja if Aryo laper”
At night accompanied by my mother I went to the paklek house, but when he arrived at the paklek house, the bulek said the paklek had not come home he said overtime. Bulek asked us to wait because usually it is not more than nine hours a night. Finally we waited for the package while chatting with bull and also playing with the twins Ara and Ari.
“Bulek, Lita where? How did it come from earlier?”
“Lita is in her room, Lita is so her son is the same family himself just never want to gather-ngpul”
“Maybe tired of college so more choose break”
It turns out that this wood factory is very large in it, there are several rooms that are separated according to their respective parts. I was placed in the gluing and sanding section. At first I had difficulty fortunately my co-worker painstakingly taught me, his name was Desi.
“Where is Maya, can you?”
“Makasih ya des, already want to teach me. Understand me in his work village only in the field of vegetables nyabutin grass”
“Asik yes, I already bosen actually work here tired but how else the name needs to be unwilling ya kudu lived”
The first day of work went well, there was nothing special or anything that caught my attention. After my work was done I and the freelance day laborers were waiting to receive our wages. My salary is 17,500 a day, - that money used to be a lot. But now only dapet meatballs a bowl plus iced tea without crackers.
After two weeks I worked in a wooden factory, everything was running smoothly and I was getting used to the atmosphere and the factory people. I get a lot of new things from them. Until lunch arrived, me and the others gathered to enjoy our lunch.
“You know what is hot gossip?” said the daughter of my coworker who has been dubbed the gossip queen because there are only rumors that he told us. But I was never the slightest bit interested in the gossip that the Princess was talking about, but not this time when the name of someone I knew was the topic of her conversation.
“What tuh” Sahut Desi
“You know Mr Mandor?”
“Pak Agus?” Answer Desi
“Not Dec, Mr. Agus is gone. Mr. Roni” Said the Princess in awe
“Pak Roni?” Ask me to wonder
“Tumben our friend this one is interested in gossip that will Princess bigos tell me”
“For a long time, buruan”
“Sabar or Des, you know that Mr. Roni who was an ordinary worker suddenly could be a foreman”
“Kalo it's one factory also already know time Put”
“Sabar or Des, the princess is not finished talking do not cut. So the Princess yesterday from the bathroom accidentally Princess squirms pak Roni the same bu Anggoro is on the lap of”
“Ihhhh that you actually Put, do not ngaco deh ntar be slander lho”
“Oath scooped Des, Princess gak boong Princess clay use the eyes of the head Princess herself”
“Bu Anggoro who is it?”
“You don't know May?” I shook my head
Since lunch was over, our conversation was cut off. I asked Desi to tell me about Angoro. Apparently he is the owner of this wood factory, Sekaring Tyas Anggoro Rini. I had never met him because he rarely visited the factory.
But from all Desi stories there is one thing that attracts my attention from an Anggoro mom, besides she has noble descent apparently she is a sawean shoulder.
This wooden factory originally belonged to her first husband named Wijaya, but because he was married only a few months Mr. Wijaya fell ill and eventually died so the authority of the factory is fully held by bu Anggoro because they do not have children.
It didn't take long Anggoro's mother remarried to one of the businessmen in this city, but her second husband also fared the same as Mr. Wijaya. Until her third marriage and her husband died from a work accident it was only known that Anggoro bu was a sawean shoulder. Desi told me that the third husband of Anggoro's mother died due to being hit by wood in an Anggoro's factory. Even Desi witnessed the incident herself.
After learning that he was shoulder lawean bu Anggoro did not marry again, but me and Desi did not expect that bu Anggoro and paklek have a relationship.
Because it bears the descendants of a noble bu Anggoro so ayu and graceful. By looking at it we can submit to its authority. I'm curious about Anggoro.