SAWMILL
17.MAMAD IS ALLOWED TO GO HOME
It turns out that the river flow is not as crazy as before, so this bridge we can pass even though it is a bit rocking when we pass above it.
Understandably the river water is still heavy and many pieces of trash stalk trees and others are stuck.
After passing by the bridge, we walked a bit quickly towards the sawmill house, the two of us not caring about anything we might encounter halfway through, like snakes and frogs that are many on the path leading to the house.
Until the house turned out to drizzle again, but only drizzle, not heavy rain like before when we were in the village behind the river.
“I will turn on the first petromaknya lamp mas, uh please mas Agus also turn on the oil lamp in the room, so that so quickly” said Mamad
“Just relax Mad, do not bother anyways we will already be at Mad's house, fortunately the trip from the hamlet here is no obstacle anything”
“Mas Agus was wrong, from earlier after passing the banyan tree I smell a foul odor, the main smell that I never smelled before” muttered Mamad
The house was brightly lit, we were in the living room smoking and thinking about the incident.
Indeed, the incident of flash flood was very scary, and before the flood why there was the appearance of Pak Karyo.
“Mad, there is a possibility that Mr. Karyo earlier wanted to warn us there will be flash floods in the river huh?”
“Can be mas” said Mamad who is still laughing while exhaling cigarette smoke
“Oh yes mas, tomorrow there is solar coming, but here there is still money kok mas, solar order pack Wandi before mas. Hmm tomorrow there is most likely no activity mas, because there are our personnel who died, and the possibility can be up to three days mas”
“Ya already Mad if indeed there is no work yes ndak papa”
“Eh mas Agus, I want to ask permission to return the village just one day mas. I have not been home four weeks to the village mas”
Peehuuh.. Mamad will go back to the village, then I am here alone, but how else, said Mr. Wandi can not leave this house empty.
But if I don't let Mamad go home, it's obviously not possible, because he hasn't been back to his village in a long time, after all, we haven't had a job for three days.
“Yes ndak papa lah you come home Mad, wong you you know has long never come home at all”
“But mas Agus ndak papa can I stay here alone?”
“Ya ndak papa Mad, his name is also I will also work here, how-how you should be brave also if you stay I alone”
“Yah... I actually did not feel good leaving the mas Agus and this house, but how else it is tomorrow it is time for me to return home mas”
“Iya Mad I know. Tomorrow the plan is you want to go back at what time Mad, do I need to transfer the motorbike?”
“Ndak need mas Agus, but if mas Agus does not mind, can take me to the terminal where I pick up mas Agus it's just”
“Ya wis, tomorrow morning I will take you to Mad” terminal
Tonight I couldn't sleep, my mind floated when I was here alone. But soon I get rid of those bad thoughts, I better pray before I go to bed.
A bright morning without any interruption all night, I could sleep soundly so that no sunlight had entered through the opening of the window of the room facing east.
“For mas heheheh, I think his sleep is very good mas, until I did not hear that I had swept, cooked, timba water, and sorted out otherya”
“Iya Mad dengaren I can sleep well, maybe because last night we were tired because we had to run around and walk fast” I replied while heading to the bathroom for a morning shower
“Mau leaving now to Mad, kok is neat with white shirt and jean white clothes that, koyok people who are applying for work Mad heheheh” shouted me from inside the bathroom
“Iya mas let neat hehehe, leaving early in the morning to arrive in the village do not misadventure Mas”
“Yo wis, sik did not quickly shower first this” shouted me
I took out the old motorcycle from the yard, then after checking the padlock and the others, we headed to the bus terminal in a small town after the village where I ate chicken noodles and met with Agustina.
“Mas Agus, all I have done including the water I have drained and maybe the water in the bath can be for two days mas, so mas Agus do not have to go back mas, mas, no need to draw water again”
“Paling mas Agus just cook and make drinking water only mas, for cleaning business let me do after I get here again mas” said Mamad who was I bonceng
A truly pleasant morning passing through the shady forest and with a variety of endless bird babbling. Until it didn't feel like we were already in the small village where I was doing the interlocal.
“We go to the right only mas, to the outside of the city” said Mamad gave directions to the road
Not long after that we were already in the small town where I got off the bus when I first arrived. Mamad ordered that stop by the roadside only so as not to pay the terminal parking money.
“I go home first mas. Oh yes later if you arrive here mas Agus do not have to pick me up, I will ask my friend who is in the village to deliver to the sawmill house.
Mamad hugged me for a while, after which she greeted me.
"Hahaha koyok opo ae Mad pakek embrace everything. kayak want to split aja hahahah"
Mamad didn't answer me, he just looked at me.
" Yes, I went home first. Beware at home mas Assalamualaikum”
“Ok Mad. be careful on the road, waalaikumsalam”
Now that I'm alone, I'm alone going home to the sawmill after two days there. I feel like there's something a little awkward about Mamad.
But I dare not think badly. For two days he knew Mamad he almost never combed his hair, and always dressed as a metal boy with torn pants on his hanky and jeans.
But this morning was very different, hair is limp, white shirt is neat. Ah she was neat maybe because for her family to see in the village.
Get the bike back to the saw house.