Just a Servant
Wanna go home...

The early morning meal ended in silence. I cleaned up our food marks.

"Mas, want some coffee?" Ask me after finishing washing the used spoons we use. I didn't wash the plate because I thought it wasn't dirty, it was just for the mat, so I just raked, then I put it back on the shelf.

"Can... " Answer the Bagas.

"Dad want to have coffee too?" My toot. I don't know, is dad okay or used to drink coffee? But instead of being a problem, I better ask.

"Yes..." Answer the short father in a tone like a lazy person. My forehead is a little wrinkled realizing the tone of father's voice.

What's really going on with this guy? Why is it like Senewen?

But I dare not ask directly. I can only keep trying to be patient. Yes..the results of so many months as a waiter made me trained to be quiet and not too cool with problems that are not my direct concern.

I boiled water to make coffee. I know, Bagas like coffee brewed with boiling water rather than hot water from the dispenser. More mature he said.

Coffee at the table. Mas Bagas started working with his phone. I sat with dad. Sometimes I ask about my daily life with my father first. Father said, I am a spoiled child... Everything I ask for always has to be obeyed.

"Times, anyway?" Ask me not to believe it.

Dad nodded with a smile.

"Can...?" Asked dad suddenly while stretching out his hand asking for a hug.

EH?

It really doesn't matter if we hug? He's my dad. But it feels awkward, huh.

I glanced at Bagas at a glance, but he seemed to be trying to pretend not to see, and pretended to be busy with his phone. I know, because I saw his eye movements when he stole a glance at us.

I slowly approached and returned my arms.

"Dad misses you, baby..." He said softly as he rubbed his cheeks on my head. I just nodded, not knowing what to say.

I miss the warmth of a family. And if you know I have a family it feels safe... But the thing is, my family I don't know.

I can only rely on intuition... And my intuition is that this guy is "safe" to be considered a father... Very bad yes...

As we hugged, suddenly there was the sound of the door being knocked on, but it was also opened directly from the outside.

"Assalamu'alaikum... " A direct greeting following paused my awkwardness that was in my father's arms.

"Greetings waalaikum..." Our consent is almost the same. I'm relieved, have a reason to break away from dad's embrace.

From behind the door came Retno followed by a half-old woman whose hands were busy carrying several paper bags.

"How are you, mas...?" Ask dad.

"Well..a lot better..." Answer father flat.

"Thank God. This is you bringing food for breakfast..." Said the mother then while looking towards the woman who followed her earlier.

I who initially noticed the interaction of father and mother followed by looking at the woman. As soon as I looked, my forehead immediately wrinkled. I saw the woman looking at me with teary eyes full of water.

"Sir Anna..." Mumbled wailing.

I nodded politely, because I didn't know who he was. And the woman put down her luggage and immediately ran to hit me.

"Sir Anna..." He said again crying. I received the hug while confused. I looked at my mother, asking to be told "who is she?"

"Anna, this is Bik Nah. the person who helped you take care of you since childhood..." Mother's speech.

"Oh... Bik. Nah. thanks for taking care of me faithfully... " I said politely. But bik Nah even more loudly cry.

"Loh, bik Nah? I was wrong to say, right?" I was so confused to hear the bik Nah even louder that cry.

"Miss... Bik Nah muji gratefully ten Gusti Allah, can meet again with neng Anna... Alhamdulillah. . ." He said while stilling.

"Alhamdulillah, but why bik Nah even more loud crynya?" My toot.

"Anna said thanks to aunt... "

"I never said thank you?... Excuse me... "

Instantly, bik Nah who had subsided her crying and just as much as that came back crying.

"Yes... wrong again?" I'm confused.

Lah...?

"Mah.af.... " Say me again but with a tone of fading.Takut make nah nangis again. Confused me, how to say sorry...

"Nothing... Well grateful to be able to meet again with neng Anna..." He said, back to his arms. I smiled and hugged the old man.

"His embrace. Bik Nah, let's get the food laid out, let's make breakfast."

"Good Mistress... "

"We ate mother... " My mouth is almost the same as the word bik Nah, but it may not be so audible, because it coincides with that, the sound of the door being knocked and opened.

"Good morning.. " Two women in different uniforms came in. One in a blue white uniform carried cleaning tools, the other in a pink white uniform carrying a tray containing morning rations for father.

"Sorry can we clean this room now?" Ask one of them.

"Yes, just clean it up..." Mother's speech.

The officer in the blue white uniform began to clean, while the one in the pink white uniform, after putting the breakfast tray for dad, he then left again.

"Dad, would you like to eat the rations from the hospital...?" Ask mommy in a slightly seductive style to dad. Dad grunts.

"I've eaten... " Said father.

"Yes? Eat what?" ask mother.

"Nasi pecel's... "

"Where's pecel from?"

"Buy where was An? " Dad asked me.

"At the restaurant around here, bun." My heart while looking at them. I was busy eating pieces of chicken in a stir-fry carried by my mother in a lunch box.

"Let's eat, neng... Bibik deliberately made this soy sauce chicken, when told by the mistress, if neng Anna had returned. Although the aunt did not come, but neng Anna could eat aunt cuisine again... Uh, thank God. madam even ngajak bibik come along...." Story bik Nah while hugging me back.

I can only grimace hearing it. I don't want him to be disappointed if he finds out that I don't want him at all. But this cuisine is delicious...

"Still bik... " I said while licking the finger that was hit by the spice.

"Neng Anna is now a little changed huh... " Say bik Nah while continuing to pay attention to me.

"How do you change...?" I asked while staring at the bik Nah.

"Neng Anna now looks calm.add ayu. more clever bring yourself..."

"meaning?"

"Yes.neng Anna now do not hesitate to say thank you... " Clearly bik Nah. I pensively for a moment.

I used to be stubborn...

"I want to go home now..." My father suddenly distracted us.

"Yes, later after the doctor's examination we immediately propose to go home..." Answer mother.

"I want to go home now. Call the doctor right away... What time is it, the doctor hasn't arrived... " Dad started to suck.

I exchanged glances with Bagas mas who had just been a spectator of all our dramas. I saw one corner of his lips lift up slightly tilting a strand of icem.

Is this really my father?

I unconsciously followed the mesem while shaking my head.

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^^^ Hopefully we can come up again tonight... 🙏🙏🙏 ^^