Man In the Twighlight City

My Culture... What An Irony For Me

Every human being must have hopes or desires that can be realized. At least things that according to logic are still within reasonable limits. Based on his abilities. The abilities of every human being. Even though they are different, each human being also has an advantage that is sometimes overlooked and often ignored.

It is cooperation in togetherness. And complement each other. That is one basic thing that you should be aware of. Especially if it includes a relationship in a mutually binding unitary status. Named Marriage.

It is appropriate that the equivalent of the word manifests in a mental evolution in every move. Pun Derryant. The one who is treading the direction of every inch of fulfilling the needs of living together.

"Alright! If indeed... You feel that what you have done so far is in vain. As well as less profitable, "said Derryant.

Indeed, when measured on a material scale. The results are disproportionate. That wasn't Derryant's main goal when he first took the opportunity. When Amanda was still working first. But what can be done. If Amanda herself doesn't want to start up or even manage a business.

"I have also sent a message to Mas Herry . So all types of products can be returned to him. Not bad bail. You can buy what you need later," said Amanda, who actually understood the flow of the return process to her former office.

"Hmm...Okay then! Starting this week anyway. There's a lot more work from the office.” Derryant made a few excuses. But still. His brain is still thinking to find a better solution. Until when a gadget message ringing was heard, from the top of the dressing table they stopped their conversation for a moment.

“Manda. Looks like starting tonight... I'm going to work early, so it's also possible that there will be several overtime this week!” His hand shows what is written on the cellphone screen.

“Yes, then that's all too. I prepared a change of clothes. If you have to go back to stay at the warehouse” It seems that Amanda has understood the needs that must be prepared. Prepare several pieces of work uniform. Don't forget to put it in a backpack that your husband often uses.

***

"What's wrong fans! It's not like you usually do overtime... Right? That's not bad, Fan, to add to my rice purchase," Derryant joked, observing his visible appearance. Like how many burdens are on his shoulders.

Ouch! P using me Derry! Confused ... confused! Irfan said with an emphasis on anxiety. Until half desperate, never get a solution. He grabbed the plastic coffee cup that Derryant had given him. Drink it little by little. Then lit a kretek cigarette.

Recounted. About the wife, who was unlucky regarding the contract extension. At the company where he works. Not to mention the two children who have more and more needs. As well as the need for all the extras of changing the curriculum.

"Then that's the plan... what are you really like, Fan?" Derryant's question was thrown in the middle of Irfan's outburst. Regarding all his desire to try his luck with a little selling. Small scale at home. By selling groceries or the like.

"Approximately, with that much capital is not enough, Derry?" Ending the long outpouring of Irfan's heart with this question.

The problem. Not enough, not enough fans. But you want, or not in living it. If it's done?

If there is time, also the opportunity has been able to. You can handle it... I guess. Yes ... You must make it happen, Fan!

"If you want.

Incidentally, I also have something, which is related to the problem you are facing, "said Derryant, intending to distract him . As well as handing over all the business assets that Amanda didn't want to continue managing.

"It means?" The change in Irfan's face is now no longer like before. After listening to the explanation from Derryant. A hope and enthusiasm seems to slowly arise from the emphasis on the tone of each conversation that takes place. Has an impact on the routine activities that he is currently doing more loosely as if the burden he is carrying has disappeared.

"Der... You want to sleep in the warehouse... Is it at my house?" an invitation as always. Ejected from Irfan's mouth to offer a choice.

It seems that the option of doing both is not possible. Considering the large number of items that have accumulated. Due to the increase in the number of shipments, as well as other things.

Yes, of course it is very uncomfortable and troublesome for a friend who is in a condition like Irfan's currently experiencing.

"No Fan, I'll just go home... I'll leave you in control, okay?" Apparently Derryant had another plan in mind. Meant for a moment. Go to a place that is not too far from where you do your work. Hope you can still control or visit quickly. If one time it needs treatment.

**

“Eeeh, someone's coming?!...

Mother-in-law, come… come in!” his hands slowly greeted the greeting.

Pulling Derryant's arm warmly. He brought the son-in-law to sit in the food stall, which was still empty of visitors. Don't forget to make a cup of hot coffee. Combined with small dishes deliberately brought by Derryant as a form of appreciation for the visit.

A bit of typical chatter from this old woman with her own unique style.

For some reason, Derryant felt comfortable when he spoke. Or, just respond to all the friendly words that come from him.

"Yes, if you do it more often... Mom will really like Derry. Feels like having another child. Want to accompany Mother here!” That's the mother-in-law's response. When Derryant revealed his reason for visiting. Even if it's just to take a break.

Oh, yeah... Heard, what month have you heard?

It seems like. My father told him. Maybe it's a form of a father's happiness towards his daughter, and the future first grandchild in his life. So don't hesitate to share this happiness.

"Sixth month, ma'am," answered Derryant.

"Wow! "That means soon... Mom will have a grandchild."

Yes . That's how it is when talking to a woman. He is used to interacting with various groups. Have good abilities and adaptation. What's more, balanced with basic knowledge that is commensurate.

Until one day, Derryant unknowingly released some of his own grievances in carrying out the household ark.

This is one of the things that, according to Derryant, is inwardly amazed at the figure in front of him. Without the need to express anything clearly, he caught what was implied in Derryant's mind.

One thing without trying to patronize, tease, or anything like that is being able to translate everything that happened to Derryant.

“Yes, just be patient... Indeed, the culture is like that. Over time, that will change.” Then invite Derryant if you want to rest or sleep.

"Who actually slept here before Mom?"

"Nothing, it's just for a place for Mom to rest, or for Wulan who sometimes does her schoolwork." While still carrying out his routine activities of cleaning and wiping the dining table.

Derryant still didn't look sleepy or tired. Still want to just chat. Occasionally he helps chop some food ingredients. Before being cooked by Mother.

Until one day two messages arrived on his device . One from Irfan who announced that the work had been completed, and another from Amanda who wanted a special item to bring when she came home.

That's what Amanda is like. This unique female figure called the wife is indeed very clumsy. It takes too long to adapt to new things to adjust. Even shopping should be a woman's habit. It doesn't appear to be on him yet.

It's still too comfortable to shop for everything with the mother who only raised it. Once upon a time the wife Had to commute to the shopping center with him. To simply ask for consideration from the owner of the womb.

"That's it... You just rest first, Derry. Later, you just invite Wulan to accompany you.” Mother said as soon as she saw Derryant half yawning. The body cannot hide its condition even though its owner tries to control it.

"But it's true, ma'am. Will you wake me up later?" Derryant answered half jokingly. Moved from where he sat to clean himself and rest.

***

“Mas Derryant did you know? What does the item look like?” An innocent question or just a joke came out of the mouth of this cheerful girl. Or maybe a form of counter question is used by the girl? As a subtle way to more or less obtain information.

Because it is very difficult to estimate a person's level of intelligence, from just appearance. Especially when juxtaposed with changes in sources of information. The faster and more massivenya various media that appear.

"Yes, of course you already know! I've been used to it since I was little... I've taken care of two younger siblings." Derryant answered while telling a little about his past with his adoptive family as a child. Wulan can be seen really paying attention to all of Derryant's statements. Or maybe in his mind the two of them are not that different in terms of cultural background.

"Then the prospective Dedek... already know?"

"Yes, I know that too. After the third visit, initial examination at the midwife. "The tools have been provided," Derryan answered briefly.

“Is that checked at the Clinic Midwife or Hospital Midwife, Mas? It's the same. But it's better at the Maternity Hospital. Moreover, formally you can get compensation from the office, right?" An unexpected statement from this young girl. The world really is moving fast.

“Initially the Midwife Clinic was around the house. However, for reasons of distance considerations. Also, after knowing that they have a limited number of rooms. So it's only a temporary reference place . Decided to move her to the Maternity Hospital. After knowing some of the information that you can get as well as various eases in administrative processing. Including.

"The logical choice was a reference for Mas at that time," he explained again to Wulan. Derryant herself was a little confused at that time, Amanda, who just wanted to, still referred her to a nearby Maternity Clinic because her family had known her for a long time.

"AKTE business, isn't it, Mas?" he said. His hands seemed to be choosing several colors that would match the gender of the candidate. Wulan didn't hesitate to ask for a moment to enjoy some stomach-filling food at one of the available Food Corners. Knowing that all the items you are looking for have been successfully obtained.

"You seem very used to things like this, Wulan?" Trying to get to know a little more about the background of the girl in front of him.

It is rare to meet Deryant with the knowledge and understanding that exists within him.

“Yeah, Mas Derryant. here, if you compare it to when I lived in Jogya... It's far away!”

"What does Wulan mean?"

"Well, it's weird here!

So strange . It's been difficult since birth. A record of its existence. Maybe from before it was made. It's also made more difficult... ha...ha...ha..." While giggling until his body shook.

"Your jokes are satirical too, Wulan," Derryant didn't think at all that Wulan's understanding was far beyond her age.

Hehmm... what Wulan means, yes... The understanding of a word here is smaller than in the village. The human who is said to be in the city center. Where everything feels greater...

It turns out?

Nothing... There are only a handful. Even then, if examined in more detail, it turns out that he is not originally from the city. What is there, on average, swallows a word raw without digesting what the purpose of the word or expression is said. Wulan seemed to obscure the previous statement.

“Hmm. Interesting… Examples?” Derryant slightly challenged the girl.

“Children are future assets? Mas Derryant caught his direction, didn't he?"

"Man, you know? the term 'Less Picnic or Play Less Far' means?”

What Wulan noticed from the humans that the city was modern. It turns out that they all assume that traveling can overcome this.

I feel I have added more insight, experience.

But alas... Not about understanding. It seems like that is the pattern of educating from an early age. Like a statue that was printed, not sculpted by the maker, or at least just a sketch of a painting that is full of feelings in it.

"So what does this have to do with you?" Derryant tried to pry again.

“Hmm... Nothing he, he, he... Just wanted to say. Even at home alone. Clinic, Maternity Home, or even via a Shaman, Midwife, or Doctor. During the process of pregnancy until birth. The point is not where or who can take care of this, but it all comes back to the individual who owns it.

Mentally ready to go through all the processes that have been decided by himself. Not just following habits or traditions that he knows. Then just follow what you hear in passing."

"Already ... already Mas!" We're going home now...!?

**

“How Derry! Got all the stuff?" Mother asked when they got back.

“Got it Ma'am, this…” Derryant said while holding out the item to show him.

"Hmm... I have something here, maybe you'll need it later." His hand handed me a hand-drawn batik cloth.

"Thank you ma'am" said Derryant who already understood the use of this object.

“Oh yes Der... Soon there will be drama. You don't need to get dizzy. It's normal for you to respond, huh?" Mom's message is half joking. However, his tone hinted at something.

"You mean Mother? I do not exactly understand !?" Derryant answered half asking.

"Already. You will also understand when it comes to culture!" answered the mother.

***

“You know...?

It's up to Manda. I do not mind!?"

Derryant said with a slightly confused face at Amanda's statement.

Yes! In connection with the thanksgiving event that Amanda will hold. The two of them had discussed everything and Derrryant had no objections to this. But I don't know what is currently going through the wife's mind. There are always small things that are debated. Even after following it, it still feels wrong.

Indeed , this is a first for Derryant, especially for his wife's family. Derryant also understands that his in-laws or wife want to follow cultural customs. However, one thing that intrigued Derryant's mind was whose cultural roots? because psychologically he is still confused about his current cultural roots. Or the wife's cultural roots, which he thinks are more rational.

Herein lies the irony of all this confusion. Because, none of them or even Derryant himself understood in detail the procedures according to cultural customs.

Even though Derryant actually knows. This event was initiated by her mother-in-law, while Amanda just complied.

Derryant did not object and considered this to be something normal, natural and common.

The question is?

Why is it the wife who makes the debate. As if this is a problem. Or rather a drama that is being made by the wife

I don't know what the real purpose is. How weird?

For Derryant it is not a problem to use the ordinances. As well as whichever culture will be used later or the merging of the two cultures. It doesn't matter either, the most important thing is the clear aims and objectives as a manifestation of gratitude itself.

That's a unique phenomenon that is widely felt especially for urbanites. Loss of identity for migrants of their own cultural roots or for defenders who do not yet have an identity. Haven't been able to adapt to a culture that comes?

I don't know, we are once again trapped in an ecological drama, which will definitely have a stronger economic nuance in the end...

Maybe there are times when humans can endure all the discomfort that occurs in every life they live.

***

Getting through the days with various life problems. Of course, it requires patience, as well as attitude and maturity of thinking for those who have entered into a marriage bond. Especially if it has been gifted by descendants.

In every walk of life. Man. Of course it has a direction or rather a plan. Whatever the shape, everything still requires a plan that is made. Either with a certain period of time or even though a long period of time. Likewise, Derryant studied lesson after lesson from childhood, making him a figure who was full of planning in every step.