The Blink is Dusk.
Grandma Missing
No one knows if Grandma Cik Rumi was in the forest on the edge of the city with Aram and his sisters. They don't have a smartphone so don't know about the viral news of losing it. He also did not go anywhere, even though he went out just looking for a fresh breeze.
One week later Aram was cured. He had already started fishing and putting up fishponds in the swamps with Luran. Grandma cooked a delicious grilled fish. He asked Aram to buy him some kitchen spices. Like lemongrass, laos, bay leaves, turmeric, kencur, and red chili one on, tomatoes cook two on. Then the grandmother asked Aram to make a fire with firewood. Cork fish and melted fish in roast. The fragrant smell makes Aram and his sisters drool.
"Tomato sauce, chili residue, laos, lemongrass, kencur, turmeric, we plant. So that we do not buy more cooking spices. Grandma burned some places, so the ground went black. That's where my grandmother planted it.
"Sir, why is it planted only in the burning ground." Ask Areha, she thinks it can be planted anywhere.
"The land of burned forests will be fertile. Otherwise the plant will not thrive." Answer grandma. They finally understood.
Aramaic has not been thought to plant. They only know the salt and flavoring of their cooking spices.
"Aram, we're building a new place. You said around here a lot of bamboo groves. Let's make house materials and wicker." Grandma said while eating. That afternoon, they ate under a tree with a mat. The cool breeze and the sound of the birds make the atmosphere beautiful. Aram and his sisters are now directing, advising and helping.
"Yes, when do we start." Answer Aram.
"Start after this meal. We're moving nonstop." Grandma said Ms.
From that afternoon, they began to gather new home tools. Cutting down trees for skeletons, taking bamboo for processing. Aram and grandma carry bamboo and wood. Both were exhausted, but very excited. The shoulders were both chipped off due to the weight of the wood and bamboo. But they didn't ignore.
"It's so heavy." Said Figan and Luran as they both carried a bamboo stick.
"If it feels heavy, stop and rest. Then start again." Grandmother's Advice. At dusk, Areha finished cooking.
"Quite Aramaic, we take a break and start learning to process bamboo for the walls." Grandma said when she saw that there was enough bamboo and wood that they gathered.
"Areha, this is bamboo shoots, grandma cleaned. You're cut into pieces and boiled." Grandma said Ms.
"Aram, you saw grandma how to process bamboo for walls." Grandma said, first she chopped bamboo with the tip of a machete until it cracked. Then hit with a round wooden block until the bamboo is completely cracked. After breaking the grandmother split and stretched. Then clean the bamboo area. The last process of bamboo that has been flattened on the face and then pierced with something heavy. Aram understood and he started to process the bamboo into a wall.
"This is not only for the walls of the house, but can also be for the walls of the chicken coop, or the fence." Obviously grandma, Aram is gaining valuable knowledge. They continue tomorrow in the morning.
A month later their house was. The walls and roofs of their houses were all bamboo. Two beds made of bamboo. Now Areha slept apart from her brothers. He's nearing puberty. So Areha slept with grandma. Aram always comes home fast from looking for used goods to finish their bamboo hut building. Build a chicken coop that has increased, because the eggs have hatched. Some time later ten chicks had grown up. The chickens will lay eggs again.
"Aram, we don't want to stay here forever. So we start saving to find a contract. Your kids should go to school too. To make their future good. If you need to go to school again. Later granny will make woven, when you look for used goods offer to residents. Maybe someone wants to buy. Later, if there is already a contract grandma want to make a cake or make crackers for business." Grandma said while preparing dinner. Aram is breeding and they are eating together. Aram and his sisters are really getting new parents. Day by day, affection and love grow between them, and become a happy new family. Aram and his sisters consider grandmothers like their grandmothers. So did Grandma think of them like her own grandchildren.
"Luran, Figan let's wake up it's noon." Grandmother said.
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THE BROTHERS QUARREL.
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One day, at Mr. Hadi's house. Gathering brothers for family deliberation. Find out what causes their mother to go and where she might be.
"What's your problem until Umak doesn't know where. You are such a shameful big brother. One mother is not taken care of, while you have enough money and a house. Is it so stingy that you can't feed your mother that she's old wandering around the city like a hitchhiking. You also remember before you had a lot of money. Father's house is sold for your living capital. Now I'm hanging out outside, here and there. Sleeping in mosques and in people's homes. Take the angkot and take the bus yourself, take the ojek to everywhere. What makes you so indifferent to mom. You didn't call each other to ask where Mom was. Whose home and where. Your phone is more often used to look at social media than to take a few minutes to ask each other where, Umak. You have never felt the pain of conceiving and giving birth. You are also great scholars of mouth and feel great yourself. A little offended, because you feel your self-esteem is high. The basis of neofeudalism is bad. Now Umak where, and you boys should be responsible. I don't wanna know. Anyway." Said Juhusi scolding his brothers while crying thrashing and banging on the wall. Everyone knows because he is angry. Leban, Zeta and Barda already understood the nature of his youngest sister.
Mr. Hadi, Leban, Zeta, Barda, and their wives and their children. There were also the two in-laws of Juhusi listening to the brother-sister quarrel. They don't know what to do. It has been more than two months since the police investigated the disappearance of Grandma Cik Rumi, but they found nothing.
Several times they had such deliberation but did not subside because they lit each other up.
"Last mother of my sister's house, why didn't you tell me you were going to my house." Barda split.
"Mom left after I went to work. Where do I know." Answer Leban.
"So, who said he went to my house who." Barda.
"Mother that day said she wanted to go home, Dik. I can't do anything about it, 'cause I'm gonna go fast." Ayuk Tara Leban's.
"Why do you want to leave quickly. Ayuk kicked out or made not feel at home for hitching a ride in your house." Juhusi snatched fiercely.
"Hey, Brother. Don't be, how could I throw mom out." Ayuk Tara replied in a high tone as well.
"If not, why would he want to quickly leave. Answer that!. Let's answer." Juhusi's touch is not fierce. The second quarrel occurred, Hadi and Leban asked the two to stop. Juhusi is the youngest child and closest to his mother. He was spoiled and always cared for his mother. But she's married, so take care of her husband and son and stay with her husband. Zeta's wife and Barda's wife were silent.
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PAYPERSON.
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Two paid men Pak Hadi specifically looking for Grandma Cik Rumi stood in the building of former people selling on the side of the road. They stopped because it was raining. Although not so thick but still wet if not shelter. Some motorcyclists also stopped. That's when two hired men Pak Hadi asked the residents who were sheltering.
"Sir, I've met these old mothers." Asked the big tall man wearing many necklaces around his neck. He showed me a picture of a hijab-wearing granny.
"Never, Brother." Answer the father who works as an online ojek.
"If it's a sister, how about." Ask a young man and a girl.
"Never been Om." Answer the young man.
"This is the mom on the news and social media, Om. Viral lost this mother." Said the girl.
"He said his son was rich. Moreover, his son-in-law entered successful entrepreneurs and the ranks of the richest people in Palembang City." Said a citizen.
"Rich, educated them. Old mom one is not taken care of. How much does it cost old mom that." Another shady solute.
They were all talking about missing grandmothers. Almost all residents in Palembang already know. Viral news on social media and become public conversation. But no one knows of its existence. The rain subsided, one by one the residents left the building. There are two people still standing in the building.
"How bro, where are we looking." Ask his friend.
"Look easy, Ham. Tired's been down the outskirts of town." Answer his friend while playing his smartphone named Ilham.
"That's it." He answered while looking around him.
"There's a thick forest here too apparently." Said his friend again.
"It was, in ancient times almost all the land in Palembang City was densely forested." Friend said.
"Yes, that. He he he." His friend replied with a light laugh.
"Already, we're going around again looking for the Boss' in-laws." Friend said. Then they prepared to go on a motorcycle. Not long at a turn, there were two small alleys.
"Srriittt." Motor in sudden brake.
"Be careful deck, don't stop haphazardly. You know the turn, you know the turn." The word that carries the motor.
"Hey, Om. I know the narrow road. Why speed too. How about a child." A mother defends a child carrying a cart. He was standing by the clothesline behind the fence.
"Sorry Om, I forgot the turn." Answer the scavenger's son standing by the wagon. The mothers then called the child. He gave me a new cardboard refrigerator.
"It's a cardboard deck, and it's plastic-plastic, there's also aluminum cans." Said the mother. He gave a large cardboard and plastic bag of second-hand goods that could be sold. It seems that mother will lift the clothesline. Two motorists went and said again. The child also left and did not forget to thank the kind mother.
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KOYONG YAPA IS ANGRY.
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A forty-five-year-old man rides a Honda Supra motorcycle. Women who are a little easier than him sit on their side as women generally are. Maron dress shirt and light green hijab. There's a small bag tote. The helmet they were wearing was quite old. Arrived at Mr. Hadi's house, which is a high fence. A new security guard who did not know the man prevented entry.
"Sorry sir, what's the matter." Ask the security guard not friendly.
"I want to go to Hadi's house, stick to their heads everything inside it." The man said with emotion and amara.
"Sorry sir, Mr. Hadi is not at home. Please go or I call the police." The full responsibility guard.
"I'm so rude of you, open the door." Said the man.
"Please tell me, be mediocre." His wife said, but she didn't care.
"Open the door, or you I'll stick first." He said full of amara overflowing.
"Lack of Ajar, you think I'm scared." Answer the security guard and immediately pull the club at the waist. The man was starting to go on a rampage, he was starting to hit. From behind the fence the security guard friend came from inside. He turned out to deliver food orders Rere through Ojek food.
"Woyyy, stop." He screamed and approached.
"What's the Tagu." He called his friend. The security guard who had worked at Pak Hadi's home for a long time recognized the two.
"Oh, Koyong Yapa, Kopek Nahaya. Sorry he's a new officer so don't recognize, koyong and kopek. Come in, Mr. Hadi and the family are gathering." Said the security guard rama. Both entered and were escorted by security guards.
"You're this, almost fighting with Uncle Hadi's wife." Friend said.
"She too, just like a market thug." Said guard.
"That's Sekayu, be careful. If he gets angry you get stabbed later. You should also know, he just came home from prison for reading people. Not a thug, but that's the way he is. So it must be with kindness and gentleness to face such a person." Friend said.
"I thumped him to death, just figured it out." The security guard is still upset.
"He's a Sekayu, where he's afraid of dying." Obviously his friend while shaking his head. "The people of Palembang do not know the character of the people of their own region." He said while taking a breath.
Moments later there was a noise and people were shouting furiously in the house of Mr. Hadi. The security guard friend turned his colleague over, and he just shrugged.
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INSIDE THE HOUSE.
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"Yes, if you can't take care and mind feeding Kopek Cik. Love me, this is her birth sister. Even though I'm a small workshop business. But I can take care of a lot of people. Mother-in-law, your grandmother after your father died, I take care of everything. Your widowed aunt and children, I take care of you. You know thirteen years ago I was reading people. Because of insolence to your aunt. So men must protect and defend our women's families. So that you have self-respect. Unlike you guys, mother one is not taken care of. Already a scholar and a school wife all. Like uneducated and people eat less. If your wife doesn't like in-laws, divorce her. Find a wife who has good manners. Don't just eat and your money. Greedy wife, later if it's the new law of karma know taste. Look at your son, that means you'll be people's in-laws too. You'll be old too." Their uncle was furious. As he pleases, everyone gets sprayed. Barda's wife, Leban's wife, and Zeta's wife were so offended by those words. But they are afraid of the Uncle who is famous for being angry and cruel but his heart is good.
Meanwhile, Pak Hadi's father and his wife were silent over the deliberation of their son and son-in-law. During that time they also see only anger and blame each other.
When their uncle stopped being angry. Only then did Mr. Hadi's parents start to speak of mediating. He gives advice and advice.
"Lebok, Zeta, Barda, Juhusi, and all of you. It's good for you to reflect and realize what the wisdom of all this is. Stop turning on each other won't solve the problems. Let us pray that Adinda Cik Rumi is safe and well. Starting tomorrow morning out, we're looking together. Hadi had also sent many people searching throughout the city. We are also waiting for news from the police. You're looking into the family home in Sekayu. Or to the house of friends Sister Cik." Said Juhusi's wise father-in-law. They also agreed to find Grandma Miss Rumi. The angry uncle agreed.
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SKELETON OF OLD WOMAN.
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Ten o'clock in the morning. Pak Hadi and Juhusi accompanied by Gaka and Gaka's grandfather went out of town. They're going somewhere, Kampung Page Cik Rumi in Sekayu. Just arrived in Kampung, before Afternoon and stayed at one of their family homes. But they don't get good news. Ms. Rumi never returned home. The next morning they returned to Palembang. Three hours drive home, they have now been around Serong District. There's a TNI base on the side of the road. Mr. Hadi was patiently driving with a slow current.
"Tittt. Tittt." Phone ringtones are heard. From the name of the contact written by Mr. Police.
"This is with Mr. Hadi." Ask for voices on the phone.
"Yes right." Answer Mr. Hadi.
"This sir, there's news. Earlier this morning our team found the body of a woman who had been living the bones. So we asked Mr. Hadi and all the families to come to Bhayangkara hospital for DNA samples to match." Police Says. Mr. Hadi who answered the phone with a voice on the speaker was heard by Juhusi. Juhusi screamed and cried, then her body fell on the car seat.
"Stop away." Said Mr. Hadi's father asked him to pull the car over. Gaka woke up from his sleep on the lap of his mother who had fallen on the chair. After the car stopped Mr. Hadi moved to the back seat helping Juhusi. While the father drove the car in place of Mr. Hadi. Hadi held Gaka who understood nothing. Then wet Juhusi's face with mineral water. Moments later Juhusi regained consciousness, and cried bitterly while lashing Hadi's body.
"Dinda, relax. Not necessarily the body of the mother. We went straight to Bhayangkara Hospital. Kanda was about to inform Brother Leban and the others." Mr. Hadi said, while Juhusi continued to cry.
"Sister, we're going to Bhayangkara Hospital now. The police just called. Already, we wait there." Mr. Hadi told Pak Leban. At once Pak Leban sat in his chair, and the phone fell out of hand. The secretary and his assistant saw that and immediately helped out.
Meanwhile Mr. Hadi called his sister-in-law, Zeta and Barda. Don't forget to call the grumpy uncle. Uncle screamed, he didn't expect his sister to be gone. She cried, for love of her sister was like her love for her mother.
"Kobeckkk." Said Uncle Yapa, he took off the workshop tool and sat down crying on the side of his workshop. Two of her clenches felt strange seeing her cry. But they continue to work at serving their customers.
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