when my patience makes me successful
part 17-get a spirit

Today is Sunday, coinciding with family gathering. Kila who was thinking hard this morning, should he come or not?

Suddenly his phone rang.

It's on his phone call "Big master". It was a name that Kila deliberately made for her father.

"Hello, assalamualaikum sir."

"Waalaikumussalam, brother will come to his show?"

"If you don't come, can't you, sir?" Ask Kila carefully.

"It's okay, we just appreciate it. Coming huh?" Mr. Kila assured.

Kila exhaled slowly, "well sir, brother will be there." Kila replied, though her heart was heavy.

"Thank you, brother. Yes, you turn off the phone first. Assalamualaikum."

"Mosur."

After the call ended, Kila was still in a dilemma, whether the decision she made was correct or not.

I don't know why he felt bad, like something was going to happen.

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"Where is mas? Want your son to come?" Say stepmother to her father Kila after she finished turning off her cell phone.

"Yes, he's coming." Said Kila briefly.

"Oh good." Answer stepmother.

In his heart he was heartbroken, "there will be many surprises that you will receive there later limp, I will embarrass you."

*******

In the afternoon, Kila was getting ready to go to the event. But he didn't want to leave the room before Mila left. Because Kila doesn't want to see Mila's mom. His heartache yesterday still lingered in his heart.

Not long after, Mila left. Kila immediately went out and walked out of the house and locked it.

The distance of his wawak house that is holding arisan with Mila's house is not far, but for him who has limitations, the time taken is so long. But, he remained spirited walking despite being tired.

On the way, someone called him. Kila turned around, and saw that someone was walking towards her.

That person was like he was in his 60s, with wrinkles on his face, hands and feet, his body also showed that he was old.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Ask Kila politely.

The grandmother was already in front of her, with teary eyes.

"You're the son of a suitor?" Said the grandmother.

Kila who said her son was still confused..

"Who are you, Grandma?"

"Yes, you're the son of a suitor, aren't you?"

"Bu-not grandma. Maybe grandma's the wrong guy." Answer Kila.

"You're not your son, Kila, are you?"

"Yes grandma knows. Because grandma used to be at your house, grandma never really came to see your mom one last time, son." Grandma said it softly.

Kila who just realized that what the grandmother called was her late mama also directly looked at the grandmother sad.

"It's okay grandma, if grandma can't come yesterday."

"Yes son, the rhinoceros that ngabarin grandma, grandma knows after half a month your mamak died, even from your neighbors." The grandmother's light.

Kila smiled faintly, "yes Grandma, naturally grandma does not know, because mommy died suddenly too."

"When your mama's good, Lo boy. Your mama likes variety, not stingy, friendly. But how come fate quickly took her away from this world." Isak the grandmother.

Even when I saw him, his eyes began to dew.

"We don't know God's destiny, maybe the way. Mamak there must also uda no longer sick." Kila tried to calm the grandmother.

The grandmother looked up, looking at him. "So while you're here, there are your brothers who come to give you pocket money or visit you son?" Ask the grandmother.

Kila was confused what to answer, because indeed as long as he was here there was not a single family of his father who visited him, even giving pocket money was not there. Not that Kila was expecting money from them, but Kila was expecting their arrival to visit her alone was more than enough.

"No granny, maybe not not not wanting to visit or give, but maybe they are also in a difficult situation again, so to give them also can not." Answer Kila.

The granny smiled bitterly at Kila, "you are indeed a good boy, even you cover up the truth, in order to keep their good name. Healthy always son." The grandmother said while hugging Kila.

The grandmother actually already knew all the characteristics of her father's brother Kila, eating her grandmother could answer that Kila was willing to cover the ugliness of her father's brothers.

"Thank you, grandma."

"Yes, I want to be together, grandma wants to go home first yes, you take good care of yourself. Don't ever want to be bullied, son, you have to be strong like your late mama." Grandma held Kila's hand.

Kila who seemed to get a spirit then nodded with a smile that rose from both of her lips, it felt like she got the spirit of her own grandmother. Yes, Kila's grandmother had gone home a year ago, following her grandfather Kila. The pain was deeply felt.

After saying that, grandma immediately left Kila with a smile that adorned her aged face and slowly began to move away from where Kila was standing.

Kila looked at the sky, `see Mak, what kind of goodness mamak make, to the point that a lot of people who love you Mak`. Mumbled Kila, not expecting tears to drip in the corner of his eyes.

Suddenly his pants pocket shook. Soon he took his phone, seen on the front screen, there was a chat notification from his father, a lot. After he saw, it was already 14:15, which meant that Kila was almost late to the Arisan event.

Soon Kila left the place and walked slowly towards her wawak house which lived halfway again.

From far away Kila has heard people singing, indeed every arisan event is sure that the arisan will rent kibot, or at least sound lespeker and karaokean.

Kila can also see from a distance, her wawak house is so crowded. Between them he wants to continue walking there or just go back home. He doesn't know either.

Until someone calls her..

"Kilaa.. here you are, reach there just be a statue of you yes!"

That's Wulan's voice. Her father's niece Kila, should she call Kila as sister, but since her age is older and she is married, Kila's eating is calling her sister.

Kila who heard Wulan yelling then looked at him.

"Heh deaf or how the hell are you, here." Shouted Wulan again.

With a gontai step Kila walked towards her. It was very curious to see Kila mengamp*r his mouth that judes.

Get in front of him......

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