WHO ARE YOU?
Days Without Abak
"Aren't you back in the fields, Bun?" asked Kania with a still raucous tone of voice.
"Yes, son, but said Uda, after Ranti came home from school we left. So Uda pick up his wife first," explained bundo.
"Well, that's it, Bun. Nia also has not been traveling with Ranti for a long time, right, Bun? Nia was very upset with the beautiful appearance of Nia who was always cheerful."
"Yes, son, Bundo too."
"Oh yes Ma'am, we're cooking a yuk snack. We make Ranti's favorite food. Let Nia do it, Bun." Said Kania while kneeling Bundo's shoulder.
"What can you do, son? Not that you're anti-so same thing as the kitchen?"
Canda and what Bundo said is true.
"Don't get me wrong, Bun, if you're just cooking a little chocolate pudding, Bun."
"God, your style, son. Cook the water for a scorch." This time Bundo laughed very loosely.
"Bundo, Nia can ya." Kania tickled the waist of the bundo so they both laughed very loosely.
"Well, kid, how about Bundo anyway? He said he wanted to make chocolate pudding, didn't he? Ranti comes soon." Bundo reminded Kania.
"So, Bundo did not believe very much Nia, if the pudding was a small mah, Bun. Relax!"
"Yes, I've proven you dong, son." Challenge bundo.
"okay, Bun. Cheff Nia in action." Kania's behavior increasingly makes Bundo laugh loosely. Kania happily could make bundo laugh loosely like that and Kania hopes after this there will be no more tears in the eyes of bundo.
"Son, what's Cheff?" Bundo was curious about Kania's words that felt foreign to his ears.
"The English cookbook is called Cheff, Bun" Kania explained.
Bundo nodded in a sign of understanding.
"If cooking it must use love and feelings yes, son. Let it taste good too." Bubdo's words were cool to watch Kania play her cooking skills.
"Bundo is all-around, just cook the feeling. Is she dating, Bun?" kania's laughter grew louder.
"That's you, son. It is said to not believe. Look out for the same Bundo." Bundo played his manyun trick.
"So Bundo doesn't want to teach Nia, Bun? If so later Bundo's first favorite grandson does not become a dong, eat delicious chocolate pudding."
"You can do it, son. Then Bundo help make it!" Bundo set foot into the kitchen.
"Bundo, Stop!" Say Kania with forward hand movements.
"What the hell, son. Just ngagetin, the responsibility if Bundo's heart is dislodged."
"Sorry, Mom, sorry, Nia didn't mean anything. Nia just asked Bundo to sit there, let Cheff Nia react. Bundo just watch from afar."
"Your God again, son. I'm like a real cheff." Bundo shook his head to see the behavior of his daughter Kania from the future who was reacting to make a snack for his favorite grandson.
That is how God set the best way of life for His servant, in a moment the tears can change smiles because God created the mother as a guardian angel who will always be in joy and sorrow, someone who is the front guard in everything. God also created the father as an angel to complain and complain, like a backrest that sustains every suffering. So also with you, the catcher of all the protectors that God sent into the world. There is no false saying that says, "The most precious treasure is family" because family is everything. When the whole world leaves us, the family will be with us.
"Son, what about Syamsul?" ask bundo.
Kania recalled the incident a few days ago.
Yes, a month has been since the departure of Abak a month also Kania was in the past, no more news about Alex and no news about Syamsul. I don't know what happened to the two people, there was no message and no news from either.
Kania has also attempted to contact from the postel and inform Syamsul of his current situation and about the abak's departure, but the phone no longer works in the past. To date, Alex's number has been unreachable. Likewise with Syamsul, Kania tried to go to the house and rice fields where Syamsul used to work, even sending a letter to the address that Syamsul's parents gave on the island of Java, but the man did not respond at all. Regardless of what happened, the two men had truly let down and broke Kania's heart.
“Assalamualaikum, Bundo,” greet Kania to its bundle Syamsul.
“Waalaikumsalam, Nak Girl,” replied the friendly Syamsul bundo while smiling at Kania.
“Truly craving, Amak,” said Kania while approaching the rampage of Syamsul who is arranging his ornamental plants.
“Number of mothers, yes this is how it works.” Amak Syamsul smiled eagerly showing off his ornamental plants.
“How's it going, Bundo? The more beautiful, the more youthful it looks.”
“Can you praise him, Nak.” The smile grew more and more.
“Oh yes, Bun, actually Siti came here want something the same Amak. Siti can ask, right, Mak?” pinta Kania with great hope.
“You want what, Son Siti?” tanya amak Syamsul curious.
No one knew about the news of Siti's death, because the beautiful girl died in the harbor when she wanted to join Syamsul to Java.
“Amak, Uda Syamsul wander where ya, Mak? It has been a month Siti can no longer contact him, said her friends, she has also rarely seen since a month ago, so Siti does not know where to find her, Mak.” Kania's face looked gloomy and sad, as there was an uneasy feeling in her heart about what would happen with Siti and Syamsul's relationship.
“Syamsul hasn't lived here since a month ago, son. Amak doesn't know where he is either, which he's obviously asking permission to go with you, son."
“Siti won't be coming with her, so Siti can't contact Uda Syamsul anymore, Mak. Does Amak have an address? Maybe he sent you a letter, Mom?" tanya Kania is curious to represent Siti.
“In the meantime, Son,” amak enter the house by carrying a piece of letter paper in a few moments.
“Gimana, Mak, is there an address” asked Kania curiously.
“There, Son,” amak explain.
“By Siti ask for her address, Mak?” pinta Kania with a vibrating tone, because little by little he can solve the mystery of the departure of Syamsul left Siti.
“This is Nak Siti,” amak Syamsul gave the paper to Siti.
“Thank you, Mak,” said Kania while smiling very sweetly. A soothing and soothing smile for anyone who looks at her.
“Sama-sama, Son,” reply to Syamsul with a smile.