ANELIC

Chapter 3

Anelis and Rajasa continued their footsteps. Towards the structure of the top of the temple. Arupadhatu. The building of a round terrace symbolizes the ultimate goal of every human being. The building with a master stupa surrounded by small stupa decoration.

Being in the highest place is always fun. The climb is always the same. Achieve the highest goal of the main climb.

Anelis. Watching the beautiful landscape of the earth. Although it is blistering, it does not reduce the beauty of this place. For the first time, Anelis became a full-fledged model without compensation.

"I want Mas, so the object of your photo. Lots of photoin chips. It's okay" Anelis asked. He ran towards one of the stupas.

Rajasa pulled out the camera. Focusing the lens, capturing an image of his wife. A wide variety of styles are displayed. Satisfied with the results of Rajasa's photos, making Anelis proud.

"I'm pretty too, huh mas?" tanyanya tengil's.

"Yes, it's so pretty. Especially if you smile. Honey every night you are more moody," Rajasa said.

Anelis. Yep. Almost every night, he chooses to sleep first. Ignoring a husband who loves her. Regret comes to Anelis' heart.

"Photo of the two yuks Mas, kayak dating era first." Anelis flaunts her rabbit teeth.

Suddenly Rajasa's smile broke. Without ba bi bu Rajasa took his phone. They took pictures at his honeymoon. Rajasa brought his body closer to Anelis. Installing a peace style in front of the camera.

Anelis welcomes Rajasa's invitation. He put his hand on Rajasa's neck.

A sweet kiss landed on the cheek of his chosen man.

There is a haru calling upon Rajasa's heart. He found his heart lover again. Although Anelis has not been able to fulfill her duties as a wife, Rajasa remains happy.

Love is not about who we are in a relationship with. Except how we live it. Set the mood mode. There is waiting, acceptance, appreciation and fulfillment of space. For Rajasa patience waiting is the actualization of his love.

Rajasa noticed the photos on the phone. Decide which ones to remove. He stopped doing that. Everything is important and should be kept. His smile is growing.

"Geez, going down is just as tired as going up. My knee can come off Mas if it's this," Anelis flailed his right knee.

"Eat is often sports. Let the body not immediately tired, if invited to the road," said Rajasa.

Rajasa deliberately invites Anelis to pull over. Rest in one of the long chairs towards the exit. After this they still have to walk. Looking for a hand for Mamah in Tangerang.

Along the way to the exit, various kinds of stalls lined up neatly. Most sell typical Borobudur t-shirts also batik. There are also handbags, shoes, and wooden accessories. Everything's complete.

Some travelers will choose to buy along this road, there are also those who buy fruit hands at the main terminal. Rajasa and Anelis walked happily. Sometimes asking the price of goods that attract the eye. Unfortunately, none of them are suitable for them.

In a small kiosk, batik clothes peddlers offer their wares.

"Daster, t-shirt, beautiful robe, outer attractive, anti-scorching glasses. Come..cari!!! Ma'am, Mas" said the kiosk owner when Anelis and Rajasa passed by.

Anelis interested. His eyes were directed at the frontmost mounted batik skirt. Seeing the buyer pull over, the seller was quick to serve.

"Must fit with a beautiful mother. You can try Ma'am, monggo," said the batik seller.

Rajasa smiled, agreeing with the seller's words. He switched to see a T-shirt that read Borobudur Magelang Temple. Various brands of t-shirts can be bought easily. Money is not something that is difficult to get. It's just that buying at a seller like this is often done Rajasa. Helping MSMEs to grow in beloved country.

"Mas, I take yes," said Anelis while pecking a batik skirt with her boss.

"Wah.diborong wae Mbak, wong Mase also can. It's got a negligee, there's a gamis too. Make parents at home Ma'am," promo Seller batik on Anelis.

Anelis chose three batik negligees for her in-laws. Also outer without arm patterned the same. Half an hour at the kiosk, the seller counted the total groceries. Back without bidding Rajasa pay him.

"Follow Ma'am. Thanks Mas. Moga rejekine smoothly, can quickly momongan yes Mbak, Mas," said batik seller.

He thanked me and prayed good things. Rarely do his trades sell that much. Without bargaining anyway.

Rajasa's smile returned. His eyes were pleased.

"Amiin, thanks buk. Doain's out of here right away so. We're on our honeymoon, " whispered Rajasa.

Rajasa and the batik salesman laughed. Their jokes and prayers make them happy. But Anelis is not. Anelis did not respond to their babble. He nodded his head, retreating from this batik stall. Carry a black crepe bag, heading for a jeep in the parking lot.

The sky is not so hot. Soon dusk approaches. Actually there are still other destinations that Rajasa wants to visit. Seeing Anelis who was quite tired, made him heartless.

"We went back to the hotel. Go around to Balkondesnya next time," said Rajasa.

"Yes, I'm tired too." Anelis leaned herself against the car seat.

Anelis glared off the road to the hotel. Mountains with farmland. Soon those fields will not exist. All shifted into a home stay or famous resto. Borobudur has become the main tourist sector of Central Java. It is difficult to maintain agriculture as the main source of income of the people. Finally many sell rice fields. Give up on the developer, both government and private. Forced, they become workers on their own land. The red jeep arrived at Aman Jiwo hotel. It's their last night. The leave Anelis took was only a few days. Tomorrow they will be in Jakarta.

Along the way Rajasa thought of the prayer of the batik seller.

Aren't some people married to get offspring?

Isn't being a father and mother a trust?

Is it wrong to think the same?

Rajasa did not say it. Seeing Anelis who was always cold, made her discouraged. It seems like the end of this year his mother has not been able to hold a grandchild anymore.

Dusk began to say hello. The sky turned orange. Beautify panorama. Honey, they have to leave tomorrow.

Anelis closed the bathroom door. Spend time cleaning yourself. He intentionally left the water tap on. Disguising her slashing cries. The words of the batik seller slightly disturbed him. One year, after being legally a wife. He has not fulfilled his duty. In fact, in the past, when he was a girlfriend he could be close to Rajasa. Can receive a helping hand is also warm hug.

The decision of Anelis to dare to accept Rajasa's proposal, building a household nudge makes the shadow of the destruction of Mother and Father more attached. Hold her tight. Like, Anelis doesn't deserve to be happy. She was so scared of being a mother. He did not want to give up his heart and body completely. Selfish, very selfish. Anelis blamed herself.

Should Rajasa get all this, after what he did for her?

Isn't Rajasa the one who always accompanies his difficult times?

Always put forward all his affairs. Anelis no longer held back tears. He let himself get wet with tears. Tonight, Anelis should be able to become Rajasa's wife.

Rajasa chose to find a bathroom outside the hotel. He has brought toiletries as well as a change of clothes in his backpack. Returning the jeep was the reason for leaving Anelis. Watching Anelis sweat, then hearing her wash the body made Rajasa unable to stand it. Obviously he had no reason not to get it all. He is entitled to Anelis. Rajasa chose not to imagine it.

If they're at home, they have plenty of reasons not to be alone. Both are tired of work. Rajasa is also often out of town or abroad. They can delay the affairs of the deepest heart even forget about it. But this is in Borobudur. In one of the most comfortable hotels. Resolving feelings should be easy. Mamah Rajasa deliberately set their schedule. He had been eager to see the son of Anelis and Rajasa's daughter.