
"You home yet, Ben? You're really back?" the woman who gave birth to me immediately welcomed my arrival. Not long ago we parted, now the conditions are very different from before. Mother looks thin and has difficulty seeing because of cataracts. Mother to fumble to be able to feel my presence.
"Bun" called me, holding the hand of the mother who touched my cheek. Seeing your mother at this time really makes my heart sad. So also with Abah whose condition is very alarming. Along the way Ami has told how Abah is now. His nature is sometimes like a child who wants to win alone, always sirik with others and never prejudiced, always worried about being colonized by others. Ami said, Abah had never again filled out the study because Abah's psychiatric condition was not okay.
"Many worshippers also mocked Abah, bang. They insulted and insulted Abah. Hearing him I was really sad." Said Ami again. But such conditions are actually not important considering the attitude of others will not affect our lives. Julid people will always be everywhere, just how we deal with it. By not taking a headache and keep trying to become a better human being.
"Ben, mother kangen once. I'm sorry, Ben. Mother is sick, mother is really afraid of not being able to meet you. Mother apologizes, son, because all this time it's not fair to you. All our bad deeds in the past are now starting to get a reply. Little by little we feel what people feel." Mother said. "Especially Yohana. If she was still there, you would be ready to prostrate at her feet to get sorry from her." Said mother crying.
As a child who really loves his parents, my heart trembled. I can't stand to hear it. That's why I hugged my mother tightly. I know how the bad attitude of both my parents who actually have a good religious education background, but they are also wrongdoers, narcissists, and, likes to do nothing to anyone by taking refuge behind religious reasons.
True said Mother, Johana is the one who suffered the most because of the actions of our family. Abah raised him as a child just to get a name as a benefactor, even my parents destroyed his future to cover up the disgrace of the family who ditoreh bang Sigit.
"Bun, stop. Yohana must have forgiven us all. Mother just calm down. Now focus on your health. God gives us a test to become better human beings. It will be the evildoer of our sins." I said to mom.
My return now feels so sad. I felt that they really needed my presence here. Abah who sometimes rose his emotions and angry without cause needs to be handled by a man to balance Abah's energy. Mother who is easy to down, needs to be strengthened by me because Ami is also sometimes not less mellow if the mother has started to vent. Also small Alif who certainly need the figure of father and mother. But at least with me, the orphaned boy could study and go to the mosque with me.
Even so I also have to start thinking about the economic problems of our family because now Abah no longer works. Mother's savings are also getting depleted because Abah routinely medicates.
"Abang sure you want to find a job? Then you're gonna be busy outside?" Ami began to worry because he would return to be the spearhead to take care of Abah and Mommy.
"I'm not going to work in an office because I know it's not possible. I should always standby here taking care of the family. Also be on alert in case there is any news from Mr. Rizal about Yohana." I said. So that makes Ami a little relieved because finally he has a partner to take care of our parents. "Maybe I'll be an entrepreneur."
"How about selling sanjai chips?"
"Sanjai?" Ami frowned.
Why should sanjai? Because it was the kind of business that Yohana dreamed of. He admitted that when we went to Bukittinggi, he liked to eat Sanjai chips and one of his biggest dreams was to become a manager of Sanjai chips. Yohana said, he even studied with employees at one of the famous sanjai stalls in Bukittinggi to get a taste that was no less delicious, of course with innovation so that it is not the same as the brand sometimes others
"Abang sure you want to open that business? And what about the product? Want to make it yourself or take it from others, such as distributors? But if we do it ourselves, we cannot cause it. We both can't cook." Said Ami again.
"How about we take cooking classes. You will also learn self-taught from YouTube and other social media. There must be a lot of science we can get." I'm convincing. Actually Ami was still hesitant, but seeing my determination was already unanimous considering that only the work that occurred to me plus our limited capital finally he agreed. I've chosen several places for Ami to undergo cooking courses where the chef really brag Minang people to taste in accordance with the brand that we will make later.
We started that job right then and there.he said procrastinating a job is the same as procrastinating on success I started downloading some tutorials making sanjai from YouTube, also calculating finances, while Ami shopping cassava, Ami, yams and other basic ingredients. Sikecil Alif also actively helped. After accompanying Ami shopping, he also helped me make a logo.although in simple terms because I made my own but the logo is quite good in my opinion.
"Yohana Mananti Sanjai?" Ami frowned as she read the logo I had printed. "What does that mean, bang?"
"This brand signifies that we are waiting for the coming of Joanna" I said. Again, it is just what I remember. "Take it as a prayer so that Yohana can immediately return to the middle of our family "I convey my hope to Ami.
"Bang, I hope Brother Yohana will see you soon." I shed tears. Those of us who were rejoicing turned into haru. If Yohana were here, it would feel like our happiness was perfect.
"When do you get Auntie home?" Suddenly Alif interrupted. The child, said Ami, since the departure of Yohana so quiet, he really never questioned the existence of his mother even once and this time when he asked made us feel the haru extraordinary. Apparently he missed his foster mother too. Yohana was not the mother who conceived and gave birth to Alif, but Yohana was the mother who cared for and accompanied Alif for twenty hours before he was picked up by his family.