All About You
Saddened by Rania

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"Be careful!!" Rania shouted while pulling the thread connected with the kite flying in the sky. Trying to balance it so as not to get carried away by the wind.

He even forgot his footwear was so excited to play. And the children's joy distracted him a while ago.

"There's tea!" shouted one of them as a kite appeared out of nowhere.

Rania pulled her out quickly like she had been an expert at it. Of course, she remembers her way because as a child she used to play kites every time she and her family came to the place for a vacation. And that's what he did with the village children he met.

"The anjimmm!" screeches when his kite is cut off from his thread.

"Well, .. broke up." the children murmured, disappointed.

"Hh... Is there any more?" Rania turned to her new friends who were gathered at the side.

There are both flying kites, there are those who are enjoying the food brought by Rania from inside the villa, there are even those who play their mobile phones, too, who was deliberately loaned by the woman so that they would accompany her in that place.

"Udah is ten." replied the others.

"Oh yeah? a lot of them too? hehe ..." the woman laughed.

"Well, go home first." One of them got up.

"Kok home?"

"Udah afternoon, tea. It will be in search."

"Oh, .." she received her phone that the boy had thrust.

"Go home too" said the others.

"okay." Rania with disappointment. "Eh but play here again tomorrow?" he said, with a lot of silly ideas popping up in his head.

"I don't know, tomorrow's school."

"After school?"

"A lot of pr."

"Needing pr."

The kids are silent.

"Many more kites." Rania reached into her pants pocket and took out a 50 thousand note and gave it to one of them.

"Buy this?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Most."

"How much money did you get?"

"It's two thousand, so it's got 25 seeds."

"Wahhh much!" Rania clapped both her hands in excitement.

The kids look at each other.

A pregnant woman from out of town who likes to play kite? it seems pretty strange.

"If this is for a snack." the woman again pulled out the blue sheet of money.

"Take it! okay, school's home tomorrow again." the kid just grabbed the money.

"Don't forget the kite."

"okay."

"After doing the pr, too, huh?"

"Ready tea!" the boys ran outside.

What's more when I see Hamdan arriving in the yard with his duck bike. They soon scatter. Know that the man will immediately nag and scold those who often sneak into the villa area to steal fruits that are always there.

"They just got home?" the man asked.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Miss they play here?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Astagfirefull!" the man rubbed his chest when he saw the state on the messy back porch. Trash of used snacks scattered, and dishes as well as dirty glasses filled the table.

"I'm done sir." Rania immediately cleaned up the mess she made.

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"Have you come home, sir, what a spit?" Rania sat not far from the man who was fixing the old seats sitting and playing the village children around the villa.

"Cepetlah, just to the terminal." replied Hamdan who then sat down also after finishing his work.

"Tok to the terminal, said the grandson of the father of Japan?"

"Yes, coming from Japan last night, he used to stay at his house. Well just this morning he was telling me to be picked up at the terminal, afraid to forget the way here he said. I haven't been here five years since High School."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What do you know he said? it's Japanese." Rania laughs. Imagining the old man in front of him speaking to his granddaughter in a foreign language, it seemed funny.

"Eh, .. he can speak Indonesian as well as Neng, just like us." replied Hamdan.

"Times?"

"Who, his father taught him many languages, Tombya could. The language can."

"Seriously?"

"Yes." Yeah."

And Rania laughed again, imagining a slender white man speaking Sundanese.

But suddenly she remembered her husband, who often nagged using language that she did not understand.

You want me to?

Or is it because I don't exist?

The woman was silent.

Nothing noisy, right?

No one's talking about when you come home?

And no one bothers you if you work at home.

Rania then shook her head to dispel the sudden longing present and burst into the chest cavity.

Undeniably, he missed the man, but the annoyance was apparently greater, and the anger was more domineering. When he knows a lie that some people think is nothing. But for him, it was a big thing. And he can't tolerate it.

Overused? in all probability. But no one feels that way but him, right? And that's the fatalities of error.

He was able to accept when Dimitri claimed to have had a momentary relationship with many women as a friend to have fun. He even closed his eyes when he found out if the man often bergonta change bedmate. It doesn't matter to him, because everyone has a past, right?

But secretly meeting someone and covering all that up even if not on purpose? it doesn't seem to make sense.

Is not as husband and wife everything the right and obligation of the two to be honest with each other? And knowing what happened is a right and a duty as well. But truth? The commitment was suddenly forgotten by Dimitri due to the presence of a girl he had grown up with since childhood. Who knows him so well, that all his habits and whatever he likes just know.

And what about her? Niente. As if he was nobody. As if she does not recognize her own husband, so it must be dictated in such a way.

"Miss?" hamdan's voice broke his daydream.

"Yes?"

"Neng hasn't called papa if he got here?"

Rania shook her head.

"Den Dimitri?"

"No."

"No kok? later people are worried, maybe now Neng again in search."

"Let's go." The woman broke her body.

"Pity of the people at home, neng."

"Why pity? they're at home, living comfortably, happy. What else?"

"Beda Neng."

"Oh yes, whose age are the grandchildren? men, right?" Rania shifted the subject.

"Male, that's handsome. Also called Gaza. Dn the age of neng kayaknya."

"Ah, yes. I forgot." the woman chuckled while patting her own head. "This is why it needs healing. Let the brain not shave."

"Kayak hape aja Neng, ngehank?"

"Sama, right hape if it continues to be used can ngehank, well the brain is also so. If used can continue to be stressful."

Hamdan was silent, he knew that this grandson of his master was harboring grief. But he did not want to show it in front of others. And her pregnant condition became the most heartbreaking according to her.

"What ambu cook this afternoon?" Rania started the conversation.

"No idea what Neng wants?"

"Anyways, Ambu cuisine is delicious. I can cook mama." Rania felt her throat choking. Remember to the two gentlemen who may be currently confused to taste it.

"Yes." the man got up.

"But tonight the Ambu seems to be unable to nemenin Neng. You see, there's Gaza, time left?"

"It's okay."

"Later back here a little night, while bringing food."

"Yes, don't hurry. Or ask the taxi driver, so the father also did not go back and forth here. Poor thing."

"Ah, what time?"

"It's okay."

"Neng will be alone if you don't take care of him?"

"I'm used to myself."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Fear what?" the woman chuckled again.

"Fear of ghosts."

"Is there a ghost here?"

"There's no one. Hahha, but don't know, I haven't met."

"Dih, ... the same fear period that has not been met?"

"Yes, Neng is scared."

"I don't believe in ghosts."

"Really?"

"What the hell can a ghost do besides want-nakutin doang? they are not dangerous. The danger is human. Because it can hurt and hurt, more than ghosts. Even so greedy, humans can hurt people he says he loves." both of them then fell silent.

"Well, he said he wanted to go home?" Rania spoke again, "Because there is a grandson so tonight I do not need to take care. Pity all the way from Japan to stay."

"Gaza already knows, this is indeed the work of the father from the past." Hamdan got up from his chair, then said goodbye.

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