
"Mother, father, ade-ade all apologize there's a little problem. Please wait, we will check first. Waiting for him downstairs can be too." Most of the passengers got off, waiting below, many of them were standing in groups, chatting with fellow passengers. There are also those who relax for a moment, sitting on the grass while smoking. I haven't come down yet, stay seated at my place while unlocking HP. Next to me, Randi started to open his eyes.
"Have you arrived, Wil?" Randi rubbed his eyes. He was surprised to see the bus was empty.
"Yet. They are below."
"Well? Why is this a bus? A strike?" I only replied with a nod, my eyes still focused on HP.
"Mother's mom's in WA." I showed you a chat on my Whatsapp. Randi.
"I guess mom went to you too, you did, slept mulu." Randi just grinned, then checked his HP.
"Hehe, yes. Mom chatted me." Randi immediately replied to her mother's chat.
"Well, this is Wil's mother." Randi showing chat mom. Randi's mother asked about the money supply, enough or not.
"Well, we can't lie to Ran, let alone to the elderly. But pity mom."
"That's why I'm confused too."
"We just say yes, keep apologizing, keep saying also that the remaining supplies Inshaa Allah is enough. How do you agree, Wil?" I thought for a moment. Finally we agreed, to tell mom, to be honest.
Mom immediately replied to Randi's chat.
"One of your HPs, download the shopee app or Gojek. I will send money through ShopeePay or GoPay. So to eat you can go through Shopeefood or Gofood buy it, do not need to spend cash." Briliant idea. Very smart mother Randi this. At the very least, our money will not be spent on food. What an amazing idea. We agree, HP Randi used to download shopee.
Chat from mom comes in again,
"If you need lodging, just say. Later the mother who ordered through the application on the mother's HP." Ck ck... It's absolutely incredible. The slang mother. Although it has age, but still not inferior to children today.
Beres. Money matters for operational purposes during the trip, we are not worried anymore. The cash we hold can be for fare during our trip. Randi smiled proudly.
"My mother is that." Said Randi while patting the chest. I am proud and happy.
"Down yuk, Wil. Bored of it." Bus repair is not yet complete. We got off, joined the crowd of passengers.
"Bade kamana, Acep?" Someone greeted us. A father, his parents are almost balanced with his father Randi. Me and Randi looked at each other. I want to answer, afraid of being wrong.
"Oh, teu patos ngartos sundanese, where are Acep going?" The father seemed to understand our doubts.
"Oh, Yes Sir. We're going to Garut, sir."
"Well with my dad if that's it."
"Yes, Sir. Same."
"Where are you going?" That father was very friendly. From his tone we were sure that the father was a good man.
"To the city of Leuwi G?oong, sir."
"Euleuh, same dongnya."
"Leuwi Goong mah is not a city or Acep, Leuwi Goong mah village, hehe." The father used all smiles. We smile, it's funny to hear this father's dialect. Almost similar to the dialect of mother sellers hodgepodge time in Bandung.
"Father also wants to go to Leuwi Goong, want to go home. Father's house there. It's out of Bandung, business. Acceptance of porang. It's cheap now tea." The father explained at length. Me and Randi were just nodding. We don't understand what the father was talking about.
"Come on, mom, all-all. On the ride again. The bus can walk again." The bus conductor screams.
"Alhamdulillah, come on." The passengers were almost grateful. We all sat back in our original positions. The bus then drove again. His speed was rather slow, unlike before.
Just one or two minutes the bus drove, Randi was asleep again. It's so good to sleep.
The father approached our seat.
"Acep will go down with the father, yes, we both go to Leuwi Goongnya."
"Yes, Pa. Ready." I approve.
The journey went well. The bus did not strike again. Some passengers have already disembarked. While I, Randi and the rest of the passengers disembarked at Garut Thunder Terminal.
"What's the acep called? If mah Samsudin." Father introduced his name.
"I'm Wildan, sir, and that's Randi, my brother." We introduced our names.
"Oh, yes, Wildan, Randi. What a good name."
"Original Garut?"
"No, Pa. Cirebon."
We've found the city shuttles that we have to ride. Incidentally there was still a formation to sit on. A few moments later, Angkot drove.
"Wow." Randi was stunned to see the scenery we went through.
"Why, Cep, good huh?"
"Yes, Pa. The view is great."
Our eyes feel pampered with a natural scenery that is so beautiful. Yellowish-green rice fields, mountain arches in the distance, trees along the way. So complete make a peaceful atmosphere in the heart. Not to mention the freshness of the air that makes the mind calm. If this was not in the city transportation, Randi would have fallen asleep again.
"It's good to eat here, sir?" Start with Randi. From the eyes down to the stomach.
"Yes right, Cep. Good to eat good sleep." Fits, Mr. Samsudin's answer made Randi's stomach rumble. I held back a laugh, Randi's hand rubbing against his own stomach.
The journey was actually quite long, but not felt. Because along the way we continue to be presented with the beauty of nature that is endless. Mr. Samsudin looks rather sleepy. He was exhausted apparently. I myself am still enjoying this amazing dish in front of my eyes.
"Wil, look. Haha." Randi commented when he saw a delman. On this road there is also a delman.
"Well, yeah, if we go for a walk here with delman?" Randi. Mr. Samsudin who is being sleepy so wake up.
"Acep wants to go for a walk with delman, come on if you want." Very kind Mr. Samsudin. He immediately supports things that can make us happy.
"Ah, Engga ko Pak. Randi's a pleasure to dream." Randi smiling.
"Father stop in front, Cep. Acep stop where?" Was also shocked when Mr. Samsudin said he would go down.
"Here's Leuwi Goong, sir? Where is SMAN Leuwi Goong, sir?" I remember Mr. Muji's message to get off at SMAN Leuwi Goong.
"Left, sir." Mr. Samsudin asked the driver to stop the angkot.
"That, Cep. SMAN Leuwi Goong just passed by."
"Oh, Yes, Pa."
"A moment, driver. We're down, too." Me and Randi came down. Mr. Samsudin precedes paying the freight for three people.
"Duh sorry, sir. So troublesome. Thanks."
"Yes, it's nothing. There's a chance to meet."
Mr. Samsudin wants to cross the road. Randi and I are still confused, not knowing where to go.
"Where is this really going?" Maybe Mr. Samsudin saw our confusion.
"We're looking for an address, sir."
"Oh, which address, whose address?"
Randi immediately pulled out a third KK sheet, he showed the KK to Mr. Samsudin."
"Loh, this KK has the deceased Mr. Sugianto. Acep ready Mr Sugi?" Mr. Samsudin like to know the name of Mr. Sugianto.
"I'm Wildan's son Mr. Sugianto, sir."
"Allahu Akbar, O Allah. His son Mr Sugi and Mrs Aisyah?"