A UNITY THAT CANNOT BE UNITED
TA PANDULELENGA...
Marriage is not just to unite two people, but you also have to marry her dilapidated, chattering, her nagging, her jealousy, her body odor, her fetish, the wrinkles on her face, the price of her skincare, her debt repayments, her, the cuisine is not as good as your mama, even the ugliness....CASH !!!!!
Marry a man who will call you back after a fight, solve a problem, and remind you again that no matter how difficult things are, he will not leave you. Because.that is the type of man who is reluctant to run away from reality and is responsible for feelings.
A man wants to be successful and powerful because he is afraid to be gone, because he is created out of nothing, be less and care for affection because he is afraid of losing something he loves because he is made of someone....
...*******...
The man was only flabbergasted when Azizah had already angrily vented her frustration. Though the man had just arrived from Tolinggula fulfill his obligation to meet his wife who can only be done when his time is free. The spray of anger the wife seeks is anticipated even though she is in a state of physical and mental weakness.
"You've got the courage to play behind my back, huh?!" azizah said after showing screenshots of some of the conversations she had shown to her husband.
"Astagfirullah, Umi. It's just a friend." stalked the man. "Abi just happens to be his Instagram account, wondering how to write a novel in F****" he said explaining the background of the recording of the conversation.
"Then why did he call you using videochat?!" todong Azizah again while blotting her waist.
"But did you see that? I nolak. My reason, my face is ugly." stalk the guy again.
Azizah then issued evidence recording another conversation and presented it to her husband. As usual, the man laughed again.
"Umi, umi.. record the conversation three years ago why is it still being revealed anyway?" reprimand the husband with a dikulum smile. "So I don't mean any such talk."
"I didn't think you were still talking to the other woman behind me!" exchange Azizah with muntab. "Iiiih.. nana wa'u.." he said.
"Umi, really Abi's oath has no motive whatsoever to speak to him." Tangkis man tried to convince.
"Neither do they mean anything." said Azizah, "But you have to chat with him?!"
The man scratched his non-itchy head and returned to speaking in a soft tone.
"Yes, stop... Abi apologized for making Umi angry" the man said.
"aaah... Not want!" azizah cried out to turn her body and fold her hands on her chest. "You were the first to chat with her." the woman then turned around and grabbed her husband's jacket collar. "How many times have you been with him?!"
"Just twice that." The man cupped his hands together in the chest with a hearty smile. "Don't put on a mad face so dong."
"Not twice, but many!" tukas Azizah pushed her husband's body. "I'm disappointed in you!"
"Permy... Abi.." the man tried to persuade.
"That's it." interrupted Azizah. "Just divorce me, so you can be free to chat with other women."
"Enjoy! If you talk about it please think about it first." scolded the husband. "Mailongola yi'o mo hile divorce?"
"Ngana pe kase bae attitude first." between Azizah directly using Manado dialect. "You already know, right? I hate you talking to other women. Means ngana olo jang angry if we mo baku chat with other men."
"Yes yes. Abi apologized." said the man again.
"Abi can remember, right?" ungkit Azizah's. "Have forgotten yes, chat-chat first it, who uses emoticons 😘??? This Kong is ready again? Debo just chatted again?!" get the woman.
The man was shocked to hear the voice of his wife blaring. The woman now looks more like a lioness who is raging. It is natural for the man because he memorized the habits of Azizah based on the zodiac and the zodiac of his birth. Leoni Serpentia's...
"Even if it's a friend of fellow novelists, don't get that messrainya." denounced Azizah. "It's up to jo pa ngana what mo beken" said the woman. "Obviously, I'm very disappointed!"
The man simply silently responded to his wife's anger. The man just holds on to the saying if your opponent is younger than you, count first to 10, then talk. If the opponent is your age then count first to 30, then talk. If your opponent is older than you, count to 50, then talk. And if your opponent is your own wife, then count on and never talk!
"Do you know what the law is with other women besides your wife, mother and sisters?! While mo ba alone story, so haram! Especially so baku chat so?!" tukas Azizah blotting waist.
The man remained silent until he finally spoke up again. "Yes, already... Abi apologise yes, Umi." said the man in a very soft tone.
"People are always sorry, they are only ready again." Azizah complained. "Newly we pe karja bolo ba kase sorry turus? Who always baku chat with others, ngana never mo ba keep us pe feelings."
The man was silent again. If your opponent is your wife, then keep counting and don't talk.
"Or do you like it if I chat with your friends? Is that what you want?" azizah Fishing.
The man remained silent. Azizah. "You are my husband! Keep my feelings dong!" sergeant Azizah.
The man nodded. "All right, all right, I'm not going to repeat."
"Retell, repeat, repeat... You think those words are like the spin of a projector wheel?!" namel Azizah.
The man was silent again. Silence ambushed the atmosphere. Azizah sighed then spoke slowly.
"Bi. I don't think the man wants to marry again. I'm not dizzy that guy chats with other people." said Azizah.
"Well, you're very wise to Umi." praise the man.
"Switch, wise your head! I don't bother the guy getting married again, want to chat again, as long as the guy's not my husband, you know?!" sergeant Azizah stomped her feet furiously and then turned to step into the room with quick steps.
The man could only be surprised to see his wife's behavior.
Truly a Leoni Serpentia....
...******...
Sharon Rose Dining House, Sudirman Street Marisa City. Pohuwato County.
A young man was waiting for someone. He finished ordering the menu. The young man was wearing a black t-shirt and four-pouch safari pants which were also black. A pair of lars shoes tied together coats both feet. It seemed that the young man did not want to be recognized, so he was wearing a black baseball cap and a mask. His appearance often made the servants awkward.
Soon a parobaya man was wearing batik clothes. He momentarily spread his gaze throughout the room and then stepped towards the place where the black-clothed young man was sitting.
"Have you waited a long time, Skullen?" greet the man.
"Lumayan lama, Sensei." replied the young man.
"Please Sensei order." said the young man.
The man nodded then scrutinized the menu list on the sheet and then called out to the waiter. In front of the waiter the man ordered some food and drinks while the waiter wrote all the orders on his note sheet.
After the waiter left, the man momentarily made sure the atmosphere in the restaurant was conducive. He then asked me softly.
"How's Darkest doing?" ask the man.
"Sensei, there seems to be an enemy in the blanket who wants to take over the leadership of Darkest" Skullen said. "But I'm relieved. My absence there for accepting your mission, I considered it a way to judge that person. Is he loyal to me or has betrayed us."
"You can tell for sure, who's the double agent that was infiltrated into the Darkest?" ask the parobaya man.
"Sensei knows her too." replied Skullen.
The man nodded. Soon several waiters appeared carrying trays of various dishes and drinks which were then placed on the table belonging to Skullen and the parobaya man.
"Thank you.." said the parobaya man politely.
The servants nodded with a smile then turned around leaving the two of them behind. Skullen seemed amazed to see the various types of food in front of him.
"Sensei.." said Skullen, "Are you going to finish all those dishes?" asked the young man in admiration.
The parobaya man momentarily looked at Skullen then nodded casually. He began to enjoy roasted chicken soy sauce with a bowl of white rice. Sometimes he mixes it with kale. Skullen sighed then started enjoying his order fried rice.
"Eat the capcay, Skullen." said the man. "I ordered it for you on purpose."
"Thank you, Sensei." replied Skullen then scooped up the dish and placed it on his mound of fried rice.
Both enjoyed the dish. Skullen himself had seen the parobaya man order another plate of capcay and fried tofu. When the dish was in session, the man returned to eat it with pleasure.
"Subhanallah..so delicious." praise the man as he berasbih. He leaned his body towards Skullen. "You know? I enjoy this meal only occasionally. In Tolinggula, you won't find this food."
Skullen could only nod in agreement and not answer a word because he was in a position to enjoy the dish. His mouth was full of rice and capcay.
"If indeed that person is about to take over Darkest from you. Just let them go." suggested the man on the sidelines eat it.
Skullen swallowed his food and said, "Does Sensei have no regrets if Darkest becomes an opponent's device to attack you?" angled.
The man chuckled, took a glass and poured water into it. "I'm used to betrayal. Anyway. It's near time they'll be disbanded."
Skullen furrowed his brows looking at the parobaya man before him. "Dissolved?"
The parobaya man nodded then finished off the rest of the chicken thigh he bit. He then showed the femur to Skullen.
"Like this thing" said the man. He put the femur back on the plate, grabbed the glass and drank the contents until it ran out and sighed and let loose.
"Alhamdulillah.." praised enjoying the delicious dishes.
Skullen himself still enjoys his fried dishes that are still mountainous. The man scolded him. "Take that capcay, Skullen."
"Yes.." said Skullen then took the bowl with the capcay and poured the entire contents into the mound of fried rice and enjoyed it again.
"How's my daughter?" ask the man.
Skullen just shrugged his shoulders. The waiter came again on the orders of the parobaya man to fix the remnants of the dishes he spent.
"Add a plate full of goroho banana sticks, milu parchment, and two glasses of iced yes?" message the man.
Skullen almost choked to hear the man in front of him ordering more food. Is this guy still human or not?
The man looked back at him. "Skullen, I asked about my daughter." he said.
"Your daughter is fine." replied Skullen on the sidelines eating her. "Sensei doesn't need to be that strong." the young man paused for a moment and looked at the parobaya man sitting in front of him. "Is there not a young man Ba' Alawi who protects him?"
The waiter came again carrying a tray full of goroho banana sticks, a bowl of sambal terasi and two tall glasses of iced teler. The dish was placed on the table then the waiter left the place.
The man plucked a banana goroho stick and dipped it in a bowl filled with terasi sambal. "Speaking about that young man..How far do you know him now?"
"There's little I know about that young man" replied Skullen. "Still a little more, Sensei."
"So soon you find out about the young man." asked the parobaya man while eating the banana stick. "Uhm... yummy is also this stick." his comment looked at the snack in front of him and then looked at Skullen. "Try."
"Sensei, I think the young man who approached Ichi, is not a random person." said Skullen, who picked up a banana stick and ate it without dipping it into the rice sauce. "I felt a big ki in his body. Apparently, the young man is learning the art of martial arts."
"Certain why? Are you gonna give up your responsibilities?" lure the man.
Skullen blushed for a moment and corrected his attitude, returning to flat talk. "Sensei, I have served you for decades. Can I get my independence after this?"
"You'd rather go back to being the land, and be forgotten by history, Skullen?" lure the man.
"Sensei, to be honest, I live in this time just to serve you in return for debt because you turned me on, for whatever reason. But, however I once died, Sensei. You pulled my soul forcefully back into this fake body. It was so excruciating." the young man then laughed. "The memory of the forty-four rich men we chopped up in the courtyard of Fort Nassau is always remembered. Moreover, the gaze of a sacrificial man, I can not forget it. He always comes in my dreams."
The parobaya man nodded for a moment and then sighed. "So, I have to go back to doing the ritual of returning the spirit.." he said.
"Sensei... Is it true, Sensei will let go of me?" ask Skullen expectantly.
"Do your last job well, Skullen. After that you will be free, as free as the clouds that march between later. I promise." said the parobaya man then got up and took his wallet from his back pocket.
From inside the wallet he took out three hundred thousand bills and put them on the table.
"Enjoy your food, Skullen" said the parobaya man. "I'm going back to Tolinggula, tomorrow. I entrust my daughter to you."
The parobaya man then stepped away from Skullen who again plucked one by one goroho banana stick and ate it without dipping the snack into the bowl of sambal.
The time has shown at 17:40 pm.[]
