Rasuk
Families

The sun continued to crawl to the top, bringing a bright light that spread over the earth. The scorching rays are always awaited by humans to scavenge sustenance. Some of them swore because they could not stand the sting.

However, whatever it is, the girl sitting on the front perimeter of her dormitory is not affected at all. He remained seated while playing both legs forward to the back until he hit the wall. Both hands rest on the right and left of the body.

His gaze was staring at the expanse of clouds that were marching in the sky. Creeping irregular, spreading creates another shape. Man is invited to imagine, guess what he is making.

Mom, Papah, don't you guys want your kids here?

His heart murmured, his longing grew. Created thorns that pierced a lump of flesh in his chest. Pain, pain, like being sliced.

The low boisterous babbling of the disciples and their parents, discouraged him. Was he really thrown out? Water pooled in both corners of the eye when the view he dropped on the gazebos inhabited by many people.

"I want to sift them too. I guess they also want to come to me, but until this hour there is no nongol as well" he said slowly.

The crystal liquid shot out without command, Alea wiped it down quickly. Worried that his three friends would see and feel anxious about him.

"Come, Le! That's them already come, I want to know you with them," Firda asked while pulling Alea's hand to get off the barrier of the dormitory.

"Where's Sophie at?" asked Alea while aligning her steps with Firda.

"They are waiting for us in the hut" he replied.

The steps Firda took wide, Alea was forced to follow because of her hand that the girl was holding. In one of the huts near the dorm garden, Sofi and Lina waved. Together with them, three middle-aged women, and two men whose age is not much different from theirs. There was also a teenage boy who was in the hijab. She is almost similar to Firda, but her age may not be much different from Nola's.

"That's my sister, Anisa her name. She just sat in first grade Tsanawiyah" Firda said, pointing to the hijab-wearing teenage girl.

Alea looked, Firda and Anisa are like her and Nola. Their ages are not far away. All the old men there smiled welcoming their arrival.

She's the same age as Nola. Are their parents the same as my parents?

Alea muttered inwardly, a moment of curiosity was present filling his heart. Given the story and Nola, maybe the story of Firda was not much different.

"Mom, Abah, this is Alea. Firda's new roommate, moving from Jakarta," said Firda introducing Alea to the hijab-wearing women and men wearing black.

"Yes, Mah, Pah, Lea is also Sofi's friend. The child is good," Sambar Sofi also on a pair of parents who look a little more modern.

"That means you're Lina's friend too, huh?" A woman who looked older than Sofi and Firda's mother asked with a smile.

"Yes, Mom. Lina's friend too. Come on, Le, sit down" said Lina patting the empty space beside her.

Firda pulled Alea closer. The hijab girl greeted one by one of the parents there. Alea looked confused, she did not know what to do because this was the first time she met another parent in the dorm.

"Hallo, I'm Alea. It's nice to meet you guys" Alea said awkwardly as she bowed politely in front of everyone.

All the old men were silent, intermittent smiles etched on their lips. Mother Firda stood up, gently touching Alea's back. The curved lines on her lips were carved warm and affectionate.

He softly said, "Darling, come on, salim them like Firda just now. You're a pretty boy, I see you're a good boy too."

Alea turned his head, the shady face of the woman beside him vibrating the entire sense in Alea's fragile soul. Nodding his gentle head into a wordless follow-up command for her.

Alea thrust a trembling hand at Firda's mother, trying to do like her son earlier. While continuing to smile, the middle-aged veiled woman welcomed a helping hand. The girl's eyes glanced down at the back of her wrinkled hand before bringing it closer to her lips and kissing it gently.

One swipe at the head he received, followed by a warm embrace, almost his tears dripped. A woman Firda's mother's age in her house never did anything like that. Alea took off her hands, alternating on all the old men there were. Really, the parents were very friendly and kind. They don't hesitate to embrace his body and even kiss his cheeks.

"Come, sit down, kid!" said Lina's mother got the last turn. He pulled Alea's hand to sit nearby.

The girl did not say another word after introducing herself. Continued to be silent and fixated to pay attention to the gurgles of his friends' parents. Alea was a little confused, there were three women, but there were only two men.

"Ah, I'm sorry if I was sassy. It's okay, don't answer" he said quickly.

Alea bit her lips, bowing her head deeply withstanding the shame was also uneasy in her heart. A moment of no response, the gentle swipe in her hand made Alea deeper into biting lips. His eyes were tightly closed, a sense of uneasiness bubbling within his chest.

"His father Lina died two years ago, he was an only child. Our only child, if Nak Lea wants to stay at home later on vacation, I'm very happy," said Lina's mother did not sound annoyed at all let alone angry.

Hearing that Alea opened her eyes, slowly turning her head despite hesitation. Again the same lip line he found from the woman. Motherly shady face, there is only a radiance of love in both eyes that began to fog.

Why are they so different from my parents? Can the two old men treat me like them?

Unknowingly Alea's tears fell, crying silently imagining that the one in front of her right now was the old man she expected.

"Eh, why cry? Don't cry, baby." Sofi's mother grabbed her while wiping Alea's tears.

The girl shook her head while bowing. Sofi whispered in her mother's ear, she understood.

"Udah, it's okay. 'Kan, we're here. Consider us your parents, too, yes. Pray that both of your parents at home are healthy always, maybe they are busy so they can not see," said his mother Sofi while rubbing Alea's back.

He raised his face, looking at the woman who had the same face as the other two.

"Maybe?" ask her with a loud voice.

"Bye, dong! Who's banned?" joke's sahut. Welcomed the friendly laughter of all the other parents.

"Thank you" he said, this time with a smile on his lips.

"Well, that, dong. Smile, more beautiful if you smile like gini," said her mother Firda while pinching Alea's cheek gently.

The old men looked familiar, probably because they had met so often. The question arises in the mind, will mamah and papah also like them? Good and friendly even without hesitation to give attention to the children of others.

Alea who was curious about Firda and Anisa's relationship glanced towards them. The two looked familiar, occasionally going to joke around without parental intervention. The relationship between Brother and Sister seemed harmonious and happy. Envy just pops up, can he and Nola have a relationship like theirs?

"Son Lea, does Tea Firda like nosy in the room? She's the same I'm so nosy, sister," whined Anisa while hugging Alea's body for protection.

"Hey, you don't complain, yeah. Teteh said you don't date even stories about ustadz again!" sulk Firda while shaking his waist.

Alea smiled. It should be like that, not like her and Nola.

"Okay, Teteh. That, mah, ustadz already had a wife with children. Emang all the santriwati there also often talk about it, if Anisa courtship Mak handahin the same sentence Teteh, deh," said her mother Firda mediated.

Firda lowered her emotions, staring intently at the increasingly shrunken sister behind Alea's body.

"Awas you, yes, if you dare to date. I have given up the same punishment, Teteh," he said triumphantly.

"Yes, yes, Tea. How dare Teteh's beautiful sister again cute is in violation of the rules that Teteh made, can-can .. krek!" Anisa slit her own neck using her hands, her eyes squinted, her tongue outstretched.

Looking cute, Alea involuntarily laughed. Their relationship is cute and sweet, adorable.

"Well, that knows!"

"Udah, eat first. Make it later again," said his mother Lina while opening the provisions she brought.

That afternoon felt different, Alea's heart really warmed. He found the true meaning of family with them.

Mom, Papah?