Not the First

Not the First
EP. 60 Mudik 2


"We break the fast first, yes. New street. Responsibility, even more magrib if you stop on the road not necessarily meet the restaurant and mushola," wibie said as soon as they had reached Lubuk Linggau and had met Dad and Doni who picked them up using a new car given by Wibie.


"Yes, hold on adzan. It's good we wait here" said Dad.


"Grandfather fasting, right?" nathan asked so innocently. Although they rarely meet but this child is quickly familiar with anyone who is new to him.


"Fasting, dong. Grandpa lost to Nathan" said Grandpa proudly.


"Nathan fasts cut into pieces. Mama said to learn first later if it's like a new brother can fast full,"


"Rubber, baby. Nathan learned his fast in pieces first," The father followed the boy's term, which referred to the half-day fast as the cut-off fast.


About 45 minutes they break their fast and pray magrib in a restaurant not far from the airport. After that they continued their journey. Wibie's taking the wheel.


Nathan and Devara are very happy, this is their first experience to join Lebaran. They endlessly ask about a lot to their parents.


"Why is the road dark?, Why are there so many trees on the side of the road? Why is the house so far away?"


The questions came from the innocent mouths of the children. Patiently the grandfather who was sitting on the middle bench with his two grandchildren answered all those questions.


While Doni who sat on the back bench occasionally chimed in on the chatter of his grandfather and grandson.


"Om handsome just aja, I want to play with Grandpa," protest Nathan who did not accept because the chatter between grandchildren and grandfather was disturbed by the fad of Doni.


"Yes, deh. Om sleep only then," said Doni resigned because his nephew preferred to chat with Grandpa on appeal with him.


"Ha.ha." Wibie and Rey laughed at Doni's words.


*****


[Morning at Grandpa's house]


His name is also in the village, if there are people who wander out of town will be considered successful if you go home can have a car and a all-round appearance.


Rey is not so, although he is able to look all luxurious and decorated with gold jewels but he is still like Rey four years ago. Simple, beautiful and polite to anyone. Especially for older people.


Neighbors around his house know if Rey has managed to get a bachelor's degree and just waiting for graduation. Of course, the story they get from the mother who likes to show off luxury to the neighbor.


They also know that Rey has a large convection business and has many employees. Rey, who was originally an employee at the company, has now become the president director. Mother always told me if her daughter lived luxuriously in Jakarta. Got a big house and a luxury car output abroad.


The neighbors believe in the story, especially they can see such drastic economic changes in the Rohman family. In fact, they have just been given a new car by their favorite son-in-law, an expensive car that supposedly costs almost 500 million.


It's not wrong for the people around them to be friendly and respectful towards Rey. In droves they come though just to ask Rey and her children.


"You're a success now, Rey. No loss to leave the village if it can succeed as it is today," said.


He approached Rey who was playing with her two children in the front yard while breathing the morning air.


"Thank God, Mom. Thanks though. All sustenance from Allah SWT," replied Rey trying wisely.


"Look Mom," asked Rey who saw her neighbor was still standing outside the fence.


"Thank you" she opened the gate and sat on the porch, right next to Rey.


"Your son is handsome. This one must be your stepdaughter, huh?"


"Deg..," Rey's heart was beating at once. He didn't think he would get a question like this. Hurriedly he looks at Devara's expression to see if she hears their conversation. Rey could breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed like Devara did not hear her tattoo question. He was so cool to step on the Japanese grass that thrives in the yard of the house with his bare feet.


"I'm sorry ma'am, you better not ask that in front of the kids. To me, they are all my children" Rey said in a soft tone. He did not want Devara to be sad because of this.


"Sorry, I said the wrong thing? You mean he's grown up couldn't be if he's your real son?"


"Okay, Mom. Why the hell again. This is an innocent person or deliberately looking for trouble, anyway?" Thought Rey was getting hooked on her emotions.


Rey flanked the neighbor's arm towards the laundry room so that what they were talking about was not heard by the children. Wibie who just emerged from the side of the house with his father if he approached his neighbor.


"Eh, Mum.... Laudry, huh?" ask me, Dad is so friendly.


"Engga, Sir. Just saw Rey's children playing in front so they want to know. Her son is very handsome, which is also no less beautiful girl Rey,"


"Yes, they play. Just found out that this morning the grass can dew, so curious," said Dad.


Wibie immediately approached the woman and extended her hand. With such a friendly smile he tried to make small talk to his neighbor-in-law.


"How are you, ma'am?"


"Good, Son. Last look at you when my fight was koh Aldy late in the afternoon in front of this house. It's been a long time, huh?"


"Deg," Rey was again surprised by the mother's statement.


"When did Mas Wibie fight with Aldy at his parents' house? Why did he never know about it?" Thought in the heart.


"He.he. It's been a long time. Because he was busy at the new workplace, Rey also had to go to college and work so she could just go home now" Wibie gave an excuse.


"Ah, could you. If Lebaran is definitely a holiday, isn't it?" Toodong the woman again. He set his eyes on Rahman.


"Yes, but Rey has a child. Not yet strong a long way," father tried to defend his daughter and daughter-in-law.


"Yes, Mom. They're already big. God willing we can go home as often as possible,"


"That's why his name still has parents. Kudu is diligent in the look," his advice again.


"Yes, Mom. Thanks for being reminded,"


"Where are the souvenirs from Jakarta?"


"Oh, looks like it hasn't been dismantled by mom. Mom's shopping the same as Doni. Just a minute, Mom. I asked Brother Nay to unload first, yes!" Rey wanted to get out of her seat, but the woman prevented her.


"Ga. Waiting for your mother to come home. Can upset your mother if you don't let her,"


"Ah, mom. Could be,"


"Oh, yes. Your brother is a soul mate. Cassian. Her adek had two children, she still did not sell well,"


"Wow, this is why people are getting more and more into his nonsense. Think Kak Nah what is trading? He said he hasn't done it yet!" rey's mumbling was getting upset.


"Yes, Mom. We're thinking about it, too, really,"


"Oh, yes Mom. Hesty how are you?" tanya Rey tried to shift the conversation.


" He works in Karawang. It's been two years there with a classmate who already worked in a shoe factory,"


"Flewers home, huh?"


"There's no news yet. Since leaving, Lebaran has never returned. He chose at his grandmother's house in Serang which is more dekett. Work at the factory, Rey. How much pay? If you go home the cost is doubled, dear money,"


"Yes, Mom. Let the salary is small which is important halal. Later also if it has been a long time work can increase his income," Rey try to entertain.


"The name of the factory worker is so-so. Where do you want to go up from? At most also follow the standard salary of UMR, if you want additional yes must be diligent-craftsman overtime,"


"Yes, be patient. Who knows, we'll get a better job,"


Maybe because she felt uncomfortable when talking about the whereabouts of her child, the woman immediately said goodbye. She hurriedly left Rey and her husband on the grounds that they were cooking.


"Oh, yes. I forgot to boil ketupat again. Afraid of dry water. Mom said yes, came by the house,"


Wibie approached his wife, gently patting her on the shoulder.


"You'll get the same questions from the people here, as well as your schoolmates. Don't emotion. Face it with a smile. Don't get hooked" Wibie tried to remind his wife who looked so upset with her neighbor earlier.


"Yes, mas,"


"You are married to anyone and with any economic conditions will definitely raise probing questions. Don't be so messy. Curious it has become their important character happy is ours,"


"Yes, Thank you,"


"Smiles. Don't be so jutek," pinta Wibie.


"Yes" Rey said again.


"Aren't you getting tired, baby?"


"Udah on stew, mother also again shopping for meat for rendang and friends,"


"Dad already caught the chicken, tuh. He said he'd cut opor,"


"Yes, seriap lebaran mom does make chicken village opor for friends to eat ketupat,"


"Don't, so I can't wait for a fucker,"


"Well, why be such a crybaby. It's the last day. It will feel heavy because the aroma of cooking will again interfere with the smell,"


"Yes, don't forget the message that many pempek ya make tomorrow, all of you,"


"Already, Mas. It's sorted out with mom. All requests for dear son-in-law have been included in the list of groceries,"


"Then anyway? Am I a favorite ghost?" asked Wibie pretending to be unconscious.


"Yes, lah. There's only one ghost in this house,"


"Hemmm .. kirain," muttered Wibie pouting.


Rey smiled at her husband's suddenly spoiled behavior in her home. It must be admitted, he became a person who was considered by the mother. All his favorite foods have been on their menu here. "Basically, I'm still a matre" Rey murmured inwardly.


*****


Hay everyone, forgive me for not being able to update more than one chapter, these weeks . For the sake of my loyalty to all of you, I had time to write even one Chapter so that the target to finish this novel in June can be realized.


Sorry, yeah!


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