The Blink is Dusk.
TRASH BIN
Aram and several secondhand seekers were seen unloading their sampas in the trash. If it is full the tub will be transported by the Department of Hygiene car, exchanged with an empty tub.
A man in his forties. He was looking for used goods using a motorcycle. Two great kingdoms hang on his motorcycle. There were two elderly mothers and a young teenager several years older than Aram. When people want to throw out the trash. They scramble to take the trash containers out of the hands of the citizens.
"Hey, you search there or just get out of here." Said the scavenger man who used a motorcycle scolding Aram. He doesn't like Aram more than him. Aram is given directly by residents who throw garbage. Dozens of boxes, many kilometers of scrap iron that Aram can.
Now the man is standing on the side of the road. Aram drifted away, opening a large black plastic bag that turned out to contain dozens of used books.
"Books." Aram was so happy when there was a used book, there was a torn cover. In addition, there are used magazines and used newspapers. Beverage cans and bottles of five glass bottles of sweet soy sauce. It turns out that all contents are valuable and can be sold. But Aram will not sell those used reading books and magazines. While the former textbook and LKS he will sell.
"Kampung Chicken Livestock Method." Aram read the title of the book that had torn the back cover. Not the Alang kepalang happy Aram. He'll study the book. Because he was happy and he no longer got rations of used goods in the trash. Aram finally went around looking for used goods. The sustenance of God is decisive, and he gets a lot of used goods in other places.
"The chicken cattle guidebook." Aram's heart said, over and over again he said that. So happy it seems. But there's something unusual. Aram often felt dizzy and his eyes twitched these two days. So was the day, often he was kneeling his cold sweaty forehead and nape. Aram is not feeling well. But the demands for her sisters' nappies left her with no regard for health.
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ARAM, CALL YUZAKA.
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On Sundays, all families take a relaxing vacation. Yuzaka sat in the front yard of his house. A small bench covered with water guava trees. Around the house in the morning with concrete walls. Only at the mouth of the fence can be seen. Because the iron door is perpendicular. Many people and vehicles passed. Traders, second-hand seekers, and children ran to play. A child pushing a cart full of used goods. Yuzaka saw clearly across the street.
"Pristian. Aram." Yuzaka calls, he runs to the gate. But he couldn't open the door that was still locked. Yuzaka runs into the house, then picks up the key. Then he ran to the fence. Yukaza's father and mother looked strange. Seeing his son busy opening the gate. What he did they thought. His mother to the front door noticed Yuzaka who opened the gate, came out and ran.
"Aarraam." Call Yuzaka many times, he checks every alley and street. But no longer find Aram. Eventually, Yuzaka came home upset and sad. He locked himself in the room. When his mother asked him what was wrong, he said there was nothing.
"Surely the problem of men Ma'am. Ordinary, like soap operas on TV. If the girl sulks peegi into the room so. There are usually crying scenes as well." Said Yuzaka's nine-year-old sister, teasing her brother. The words he had strengthened for Yuzaka to hear.
"I don't cry, I don't sulk. No. no-no." Yuzaka replied from inside the room half-screaming. But his sister laughed at the rebuttal.
"Huss, don't talk about it, you're still kids." The mother said, but Yuzaka's sister insisted on accusing him so. The argument is based on the soap opera story.
Yuzaka's ears were very hot and the two finally bothered. The younger brother continued to tease Yuzaka, out of nowhere he knew. Aram's name he mentioned. The Yukaza brothers laughed. Seeing the two fighting each other's mouths.
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ASDI RETURNED.
*
In a contract looks a young man just woke up lazily. His eyes were red as if he was reluctant to open. His stomach sounds rattling. There were letops, papers, and books strewn around him lying down. Looks like he stayed up all night. Suddenly a motorcycle stopped in the rented yard. Then there was a knock on the door.
"Jon, Jon. You're still sleeping." Call a voice outside.
"Oh, no. Yes Asdi. You've arrived at Palembang." Answer from within.
"Yes Jon. You just woke up." Answer Asdi.
"Yes." Yeah." I heard a lock open, and the door opened wide. Looks like a handsome young man with blue jeans and a long-sleeved checkered shirt shirt. Stand with a large backpack and cardboard tote.
"Here I a lot of vegetables, salted fish, crackers and iwak pedo." Asdi said, he went in and put things down.
"Good, let's cook. Long time no vegetables from the village." Said Jon.
"Finish your thesis." Ask Asdi.
"Done, just register for the exam." Answer Jon.
"What about your girl. Looks like you're getting married soon." Said Jon.
"Still a long time, the thesis just a new seminar proposal." His word.
"It's worth forgetting Palembang, it's been months." Said Jon. Asdi laughed out loud. The two continued to talk, talk about thesis and looking for work after college became a hot topic. Both of them know, heavy things wait after graduating from college.
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GRANDMA IN THE MOSQUE.
*
The afternoon sun continued to disappear behind the dark of the night. A mosque in a village in Talang Kelapa sub-district looks crowded. Residents around came to perform the prayer magrib congregation. Do not miss the mothers and children, also pray. The Imam led the prayer solemnly, the sound of the recitation of the Qur'an verse sounded melodious. Prayer is finished, continued prayer together and salaman between worshipers.
"Let's go home first." A mother greets a grandmother who is still sitting wearing a mukena. There was a bag in his hand.
"Let's Deck, Uwa will wait for the prayer time isya." The grandmother replied, she saw dozens of women returning home, living alone in the mosque. There were also two fathers in the front shap not coming home. They are the head of the mosque and Muazin. Some time later enter the prayer time isya. Many pilgrims return to pray for congregation. After finishing the dispersal and like that, the mothers also greeted the grandmother.
"Let's go home." Greet the mother. Two beautiful girls also greeted with rama.
"Let's go, Uwa's gonna clean up first." The grandmother lived alone, the mosque was deserted. The night grew late, the surroundings were also quiet. The grandmother also remained in the mosque and still wore mukena, she dhikr and sometimes recited the holy verses of the Quran. When he was sleepy he slept in the corner of the mosque, without anyone knowing. At dawn he was ready and sat back like yesterday afternoon. Only after the Dhuha prayer did he die at the mosque.
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CHICKEN LAYING EGGS.
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"Kukrakkk." Aramaic chickens are good at crowing. The hens have already started laying eggs. How happy Luran and Figan saw the chicken had laid eggs. Figan is as healthy as ever.
"Well, we'll have more chickens." Said Figan.
"Yes, tomorrow she lays eggs again." Luran replied, they looked into the chicken coop. Where there is a place to lay hens eggs while Aram cleans used goods and choose the type.
"In a moment we go fishing in the swamp, before we go home to take a bath." Said Aram.
"Horee, come on Koyong. We haven't been fishing in three days and putting up fishpads."Luran. Both are very happy if you want to bathe in the swamps in the forest valley.
"Baked cork fish and grilled catfish." Figan said, while mimicking the delights of eating, the tongue was slightly stretched out. Indeed, since healed sick and take vitamin Figan so like to eat.
"Sister, always a grilled fish to remember." Areha replied, she prepared as if. The basin was full of dirty clothes, and the bucket was full of dirty dishes. Areha always remembered her mother's message, so that she always took care of her sister especially washing their clothes. After Aram finished taking the sisters to bathe in the swamps. Areha washes while they fish. Some fish are quite large in the can. Tajur which was installed yesterday afternoon there also get melted. They're gonna eat grilled catfish rice this afternoon.
Smoke billows as they make fish burn. Aram divided the fish into his sisters. Leave it for dinner later.
Sorehnya, Aram sells used goods to collectors, quite can rice three kilos, one packet of salt, one small bag of sweet soy sauce, one detergent and fill the gallon water to drink them.
It's been a few days since Aram felt unwell. He bought headache medicine at the stall. But the dizziness does not heal. Aramaic appetite also continues to decline. Often he wants to vomit, but not so. His head was dizzy and he took a break that afternoon. He usually has trouble sleeping. But this time, he fell asleep quickly. While Figan and Luran are busy playing under the shade of forest trees. Aram was asleep, his body was sweating coldly. His mouth was bitter and his joints were all painful.
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BREAKFAST BREAKFAST.
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Juhusi was so happy with her husband. Their second child will soon be present. Gaka will have a sister, and it does not feel good if their happiness is only enjoyed by them. Some days they go for a walk and eat with Pak Hadi's extended family.
Now they also want to tell the Juhusi family, especially Juhusi's mother. Therefore, they will meet Juhusi's mother, Ms. Rumi. Usually, Pak Hadi's mother-in-law lived in one of his sons' houses. That morning, Mr. Hadi's little family was having breakfast.
"You're meeting Gaka's grandmother." Ask Mr. Hadi's father. He was a wise and educated old man. I just returned home a few months ago.
"Yes Dad. This afternoon the plan is to invite the mother, Kak Leban family to play to PTC. Or anywhere." Answer Mr. Hadi.
"Next year well your in-laws will be dispatched to Umrah first. Waiting for the queue to leave for Hajj is still a long time. Who knows." Said Hadi's mother. Gaka came running small.
"Yes mother, the Hajj waiting list is ten years away." Said Mr. Hadi.
"Grandfather, Grandma. Gaka's got a new toy, Ultramen Gaya." Said the Gaka while jumping up and down with his mask.
"Dad, Mother, Brother, Ayuk, Rea go first." Twenty-two-year-old girl with alma mater Raden Fatah State Islamic University Palembang, bag hanging over her shoulder.
"Breakfast first Rea." Said their mother. Rea answered no more. He will have breakfast at the college, he replied.
"Son." He called Gaka and pinched his puffed cheek. But Gaka did not care, busy paying attention to his mask. Rea went running around a little sign he wanted to hurry.
"Juhusi, Big Brother in whose place." Ask Juhusi's in-laws while eating the cake asking for her iron.
"Normally at home, Koyong Leban. But I haven't called in a long time." Juhusi answered while eating rice and green vegetables. It was specially made for her pregnant self.
"Well you guys find a little house for your mother's house. In order for him to feel at home, parents are easily offended. Moreover, today's children who do not understand adab in facing parents. Always do as you please. Feeling safe because he doesn't bother people. But his actions unwittingly hurt people. Not mature, childish." Said mother-in-law.
"Yes will be directed by my brothers. Juhusi thought so too." Juhusi.
"You are also Hadi, you must understand do not think enough to give money. Then you feel you have done your best. Parents don't need money, they want to be appreciated and respected by their children." Advice from Hadi's father.
"Yes Dad." Answer Mr. Hadi.
Mr. Hadi's family ate breakfast voraciously. They include a family of wealthy businessmen in the city of Palembang. The kind-hearted family of businessmen lives in harmony. The fruits of the knowledge and education they have. Know how to put yourself and respect others. Never do anything to anyone.
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GRANDMA'S DAYDREAM.
*
In a city park, a grandmother sits alone on a bench made of cast concrete. He looked at the busy streets. Occasionally people passed by on the sidewalk to his left. Some birds fly over the angsana tree. Grandma's daydream remembered a month ago.
"Mother is so fussy. If you have not cleaned the house because it is noon. If Sita hasn't eaten, Toni doesn't eat breakfast. All in omeli, by the way, by the way, immediately clean the house. You should watch your kids to be healthy always. I don't think I have a mother." Ayuk Tara told her husband Pak Leban.
"Oh, my mother is old. It is so old man. You also have to change, the kids are grown up but behave like ten years ago." Answer Pak Leban.
"You never blame me, I'm always wrong." Ayuk Tara said.
"You are, that little thing is made a problem. You just clean the house, take care of the right kid. No need for many unnecessary complaints, you should be aware and change. Your way is wrong." Said Pak Leban.
"You don't understand women's feelings." Said Wife.
"You're the only one who doesn't like mom. What kind of daughter-in-law are you. I counsel, not nag." Pak Leban said.
The afternoon after that little fight. Ayuk Tara was not friendly to her in-laws. He remained silent and did not rebuke his father-in-law. Tara is a lazy and stubborn woman. Anything to ask is allowed even if he is already late. But Mr. Leban was always patient, hoping that one day his wife would change and understand.
"Allah Huakbar, Allah Huakbar." the sound of the chastisement resuscitated him from daydreaming. Then he headed for the mosque not too far away from that place. To perform the prayer of Zuhur.
After praying he prayed to get guidance and guidance of Allah SWT in the course of his life. And get a job later and can realize the dream of her beloved husband.
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PAK LEBAN'S HOUSE.
*
Portuner Hadi cars enter the yard of a house that is quite spacious. The house building is quite big. The turnstile was closed again by a three-year-old mother. A young boy was busy with a kite in the side yard.
"Toni, maen kite yok."Call some kids from the front of the fence.
"Yoo."Reply Toni girang. He ran towards Juhusi and Hadi who had already got out of the car. After greeting her Uncle and aunt, she ran out of the fence towards her themes.
"Sir, Toni maen." He said from behind the fence. " Dadaaaa Gaka." Continue while returning.
"Koyong's chest." Said Juhusi raising Gaka's hand waving.
"Oh, Dik Hadi. Deck Juhusi, why don't you tell me if you want to visit. Let there be preparation." Said the mother.
"Gaka, here. Carp Uwa." Gaka shook his head, he was busy with his Ultramen mask. A thirty-seventy-year-old man came out wearing a loin and dressed in a t-shirt.
"Look down Brother." Saya Pak Hadi's.
"Yes, it's Saturday. Let's sit down, it's not unusual to come home.
"How are you, Ayuk Tara." Juhusi asked his wife Leban.
"Alhamdulillah, fine." The answer.
"Repa, where." Juhusi asked his sister-in-law.
"Repa, go to her friend's house. Said there was a group assignment." Ayuk Tara said. They chatted warmly as families who had not seen each other for a long time.
"Mother where, nothing." Juhusi asked on the sidelines of the conversation. Leban and Tara looked confused and they asked back.
"A month ago, he was here. Then he said he wanted to play at Gaka's house." Ayuk Tara said that their in-laws went to Pak Hadi's house.
"Ohh, I never showed up at home." Answer Juhusi. Hearing that, Leban and Hadi became worried. Leban and Hadi argue the possibility in Zeta's house. Or at his sister's house, Barda. At that moment, they called Zeta and Barda's house. But neither was there in the house either. How worried Juhusi was about her mother. Until he was unconscious. Others looked confused and wondering. Whither?
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POLICE STATION.
*
"How long has your mother not known where she is." Ask the Police. Leban, confused to answer he does not know exactly when his mother lost. But, last one month ago she was from the Leban house.
"We thought he was at one of us's houses." Zeta.
"Well, how are you, why not check or pick up. Mother is old left to walk alone, everywhere alone. I see you all here in cars. If from your face and your degrees all scholars. Mommy's been missing for months not knowing." Police said they received the report. His hands occasionally typed their captions.
"We're busy at work, sir." Answer Barda.
"If I am busy, I am busy too. My birth mother, my in-laws take care of everything. If you're busy during the day, you can pick up." Reply Police.
"Try to see your real ID." Ask the Police. They gave up their ID.
"Where do you work?.
"I'm at the bank, branch manager." Answer Leban.
"I'm Marketing a car sale." Zeta.
"I'm marketing bank." Barda.
"Well, everything is not so crowded, four o'clock in the afternoon already home. Marketing is not too busy. Lots of time outside." Said the Police again.
"Father don't turn on us that way, as if we don't care. You don't know how our family's doing." Leban was a little upset.
"Told and counseled with stubbornness. Ungodly child, you should think what is wrong. What's up, now fuss yourself." The police officer was angry. "Here, try to find in the house of his family or friends. If we don't meet soon report, we start an investigation." Said Mr. Police.
They went out and found Hadi and Juhusi waiting outside. Unbeknownst to them, two journalists from famous media heard the conversation. Pak Hadi who is famous as a successful businessman in Palembang City is certainly known to journalists. He has also become a public figure. Several times their photos were taken without them knowing.
"Crett."
"Crett." Camera sound.
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