Among Thousand Journeys

Afifa

Because it's only a hundred meters away

from the cottage, we both quickly

I did, but apparently my friends were

kira snores under the blanket turns out

already hanging out in the stall, while

teasing Afifah, the daughter of Enur's mother who is not

his boredom throws the sweetest smile.

“Oalah, you guys are already on here to?” much

it was answered with the crybaby of Kolil, Udin, Tarsan, Majid, and others.

They did not immediately move when all the rice on the plate was no more. Wonderful!

“Ah mbok yes replace to!” I said a little annoyed, though,

because a full chair has no seat.

My friends soon moved, “Udah deh mas, denakin aja, I live first.” said Udin represent the others.

Khanafi and I immediately ordered the nasi uduk, which was immediately taken out by Afifah, usually Khanafi also issued a seductive style,

“Is this the name what the person is, which smells good?”

“Ih mas Khanafi can only..” replied Afifah with a kenes tone.

“Mas Ian, please painted Afif dong..” said.

spoiled while sitting next to me.

“You asked for painting?”

“Heeh..”.

“Strong people you must sit all day?”

“Don't spend all day, years sitting in front of Ian mas I was strong.” he replied more and more

kenes and spoiled, wah can make me unable to sleep.

While Khanafi is getting more and more

seeing Afifah near me. Afifa

it was beautiful, her face resembled an Image Flower

Sustainable, perhaps even more beautiful, natural beauty without polish,, the,,

Actually a few days ago, when I was shopping alone to the stalls of Enur and Afifah that served me bought, asked me, asked me,

“This Ian Mas from East Java huh?” said bu Enur.

“Iya ma'am..” I replied briefly.

“No wife yet, do you?” ask Enur's mother again.

“What's bu?” I said pretend I didn't hear.

“No, if Ian has no wife, just look here.” wah gelagatnya more bad.

“Afifah this mother's child is also already big and already deserves to be married,” said Enur's mother without further ado.

“Wah I already have a wife of three bu...” I said lying, lying,

“Ah can't be it, cook is young, already have a wife of three,” said bu Enur while laughing.

“La wants to say what mom, the truth is

so, if I have a wife of 3 then say still virgin, la later if caught right berabe.

Mending was honest,” I said convincingly.

“Wah if three of course can still add one, then,

want Fa to be the fourth wife?” ma'am

Nur is aimed at Afifah who is peeling red onion, and Afifah mangosteen.

Edan, I became gawking, misbehavior, the same mother very compact child ngerjain people.

“Where is Ian? Afifah already wants that,”

“Wah must feed four people ma'am, three people aja mumet, is strong yes, if added

one?” I said it was as if the marriage was really going to happen.

“Mas, Ifah is eating the same tempe aja already want, no need fancy.” said bu Enur, Enur,

like cornering me.

“Have not thought too much, lived aja.”

said.

Meanwhile the Afifah who went inside, suddenly screamed,

“Open my hand on fire..!”

bu Nur ran inside. And come out again with Afifah while nagging.

“Why not be careful, already know the hot pot,

even held.”

“Dikasih toothpaste aja Fa, let adem. And no

bulging.” I said suggest. Afifah went in and out again while carrying the toothpaste that was thrust at me.

“Oleskan..!” he said spoiled, I saw his finger

indeed blistering, he stretched his fingers towards me and I applied the toothpaste slowly.

The clear eyes of Afifah looked at me, who was diligently applying toothpaste, long stared at me so mediocre.

“Mas, dear I don't.?” tanyanya vibrates.

“Yes obviously I love you, I love everyone

man, though disbeliever, though wicked

even if you are an infidel, try to be a Muslim,

prayed, is not Allah creating humans or animals there must be a purpose and purpose.

If the wicked and the disbelievers, that is the field of charity

which should be worked on.” I said at length.

“Alloh makes some Muslims, some

kafir, there are rich there are poor, and so, Allah is able to make all Muslim men, but why he also made the line of infidels man.

They also make goats, but they also

making wolf, scorpion, tiger.” I said again.

“Wah mas I don't mean that..” sidelines Afifah,

“Keep what?” stare wonder.

“I mean love between a man and a woman?”

afifah said.

“What if you?” I asked back, covering up all my confusion to answer.

“I,” said as he pointed his nose

the tiny drawer, the,

“Ah cook did not understand all this time my attitude

against you.”

I looked up, indeed Afifah

her attitude towards me has been very different,

I'm the only one who blinds my eyes, every time I shop in his shop always be given anything that

I didn't buy.

Sometimes he takes his time

come to my cottage to give snacks or food. I looked at Afifah's face, his eyes were observant, and clear, pliable eyelashes, eyebrows

curvy and neatly arranged, like planted

one-on-one, a tiny pointed nose, white cheeks like milk dripped with a drop of strawberry flavorings, thin and formed lips

like easily broken reddened without lipstick.

Above the lips a fine mustache fur grows as if

like the honey polish on the tip of the ice cream, the taper chin is imprinted full of caution, showing hardness of heart.

“Where is mas? Honey aren't the same as me?”

“Who is the guy who saw the flowers bloom

like you who don't feel like you, baby? Included

me, I'm a normal guy,” I said one-on-one.

“Still mas...” Afifa cut my words and ran into the house, and reached the door

stop and glare at me, ah ancur-ruin if I like gini. can the nonchalant, my inner sigh, and I take the groceries and go to pesantren.

“Mas Ian, I'm actually painted yes..!” spoiled voice

Afifa broke my daydream.

Ah why women again - women again, who will break the concentration of my wirid.

“Iya deh, sometime I paint,” I replied

rather than a long and long-winded affair.

“How long does it take to finish the painting?” ask Afifah again.

“Ya depends on the media, and how to do it, if you use pencil yes a quarter of an hour so, yes if you use air brush yes half an hour so, so,

If you use a brush, yes a day so. What do you want to use?”

Obviously I'm complete, I want to sell.

“Trus if water brush, it does what mas?”

ask Afifah seriously.

“Yes if the air brush, it is using a brush pen, use the compressor wind pressure, actually usually dipake nglukis on a motorbike or car, have you ever seen a horse-painted bus run again?” Afifah.

“Well it's a water brush,” I said

while looking at Afifah who gawked.

“Wah means my face will be painted on the car huh

mas?” ask Afifah.

“Ya it is not, in any media can it be,

where do you want, what's in viber?”

“That's what else mas, why name milk?”

“Viber yes acrylic plastic, very hard

njelasinnya...” I said rather irritated.

“Ya it's up to Ian aja dech.”

he said he looked at me.

“Wah I am not even part..” Khanafi chirped.

Who has been silently chewing rice.

“This will be bad luck, let's go back first.” I said.

like reminded. I saw the watch already

showing nine o'clock more.

We also left the stall, as usual I was equipped, this time jengkol krupuk sekresek. Nice to snack.

Seriate...