
Sunday has arrived. Breezy wind caress the shoots of frangipani trees, then drop the withered flowers from the petals.
I leaned over to pick it up, picked up a frangipani flower that was no longer beautiful, "Definitely." I muttered as I sat under the frangipani tree.
Today I have promised to accompany Bimo to visit the dance studio. Sanggar dance is still located around the palace. Sanggar dance that teaches the classical dance of the palace. Whether Bimo comes or not, I don't know. For sure, he knows where to look for me.
I sniffed the scent of frangipani flowers and placed it when Pandu called me.
"Marak sowan, Ma'am" he said with an unhappy face. But also do not dare to argue against kagungan dalem Ayahanda.
"Yes, Marak, Ndu. Wh why? Wanna escape? Come on, ma'am accompany me." I blinked my eyes and asked him to sit next to me. Pandu, my sister who is still in sixth grade Elementary School looks tangled, frowning, and not excited.
"I'm bosen Ma'am. Every Sunday should be up. Though every day we meet Father." said Pandu, he took off the blangkon that he was wearing and restored his hair with his fingers.
Really, it's not easy being us. We who are young have been favored by the nuclear family to make this palace still regenerate. I, Pandu, Suryawijaya and other grandchildren of Eyang are young figures in this Javanese cultural activist. Javanese culture is at the end of the intersection.
Every Sunday we have to bloom sowan in the palace ward. Meet the King to worship and meet his fellow kangen grandchildren Eyang Sultan Agung Adiguna Pangarep.
Sunday will be a show between me and my cousins in the Kencana ward. Where my cousin and I will dance classical dance that Ayahanda hope will be a special attraction for tourists who visit the palace. Armed with the sophistication of technology now, the palace also broadcast sandratari later on streaming.
"There are times when you also feel like you, Ndu. Bosen ma'am, Mbak wants to be an ordinary person. But, we have been who we are now since in the womb. Now, Ma'am asks. Are you sorry you became a ningrat?" I asked with my eyes investigating.
This circumcision guide only shook his head, not knowing what to answer. So did I, if anyone asked me was I proud to be a descendant of blue blood? The answer is just a head shake. I haven't found a definitive answer to that question.
I ruffled Pandu Mahendra's hair, "Example Surya, he's a role model for you."
Pandu who is jealous of Suryawijaya is increasingly happy with himself.
"Mas Suryawijaya is clearly a role model. But we are different! Mas Suryawijaya must continue the throne of the Father, while I? Raden Mas's title alone is enough to make me dizzy."
I laughed and then grabbed her shoulder.
"Can you be Surya's mas? If you are not duyel-uyel Mother also ngeyel!" ledekku on Pandu.
Pandu ngomel-ngomel himself, in his blangkon and then stand tidying his kejawen ageman.
"Wear the boxer, right? Watch it sag again like it used to." I giggle when I think back to the incident where Pandu Mahendra's favorite Mother number two was flirted to follow the marak sowan. He forgot to tighten the stagen that serves to hold the rag so as not to sag. But Pandu didn't do it right.
Alahasil, that interesting spectacle made me laugh until now. Funny and funny for Pandu.
Pandu grumbled, he pointed out the entrance while muttering to me. I'm looking.
"Bimo." I murmured slowly.
"Mad's girlfriend?" tanya Pandu is curious.
"Not." I replied briefly. I stood up while tidying up my kebayak.
Pandu smiled in jail, "Mbak Lilah has a boyfriend, Mommy Lilah has a boyfriend!" He repeated that sentence so many times that Bimo actually stood before me. My face was embarrassed. Shame and fear if Bimo misunderstood Pandu Mahendra's speech!
"I'm sorry, I was asked to meet you here" Bimo said as he bowed politely to me and Pandu.
"It's normal." I said as I stared at Bimo.
"Well, if you have an ordinary boyfriend, you don't have to be respectful!" timpal Pandu's.
Bimo smiled, "Can't. I'm just doing what everyone else is doing to you and your family."
I looked at Pandu with threatening eyes, hoping that this boy would stop if he did not talk more.
Scouts cheered again, "Mbak Lilah has a boyfriend! Lilah has a boyfriend! Lilah's got a boyfriend!" he said as it passed.
"Sorry, my sister is indeed somewhat the same as me." I said with a lowered head. Hoping that Bimo doesn't realize I'm misbehaving.
Bimo nodded, "I came here according to my promise yesterday."
I nodded my head, "Yes. But I'm sorry, I have a sowan rampage in a moment. Um... Um. You can come if you want otherwise you can wait outside."
Bimo immediately answered him straightforwardly if he wanted to know how my family if it was booming with the King.
I smiled wryly as I sat down, "What's wrong with you Bim? Don't dive into my world, Bim. You will get lost. Lost in the heart of my heart."
I looked down, smiling shyly.
Bimo followed my steps towards the palace ward. Wards that are not open to the public.
Fussy!
All my cousins look at me and Bimo while smiling witfully. They whispered so nosily to each other that I could only look down embarrassed. Of course this is the behavior of Pandu Mahendra who now stands behind Mother.
"Mr Lilah, here." Mother waved her hand. I turned around and looked at Bimo for a moment.
"I have to face my mother first, Bim. Um... You can meet my other cousins if you want."
Bimo smiled and nodded, "Sorry, you must be uncomfortable."
I shook my head quickly, "Don't misunderstand me, Bim. My sister must have spread untrue facts. So, sorry."
"Call Mother Ma'am!" Suryawijaya who had been silent had suddenly joined the roar.
"Yes for a minute! Because of your sister, everything's misunderstood!" sewot.
Suryawijaya let out a cold snort, "Go. Let me accompany Mas Bimo."
Bimo and Suryawijaya? Like an archenemy who both have indifferent nature. I've made sure both of them will only talk with question and answer sentences. So it goes on until one of them leaves.
"Yes, what's the matter, Mother?" ask me after sitting together in front of Mother.
"What did Pandu say?" ask Mother to the point.
I looked at Mother and shook my head, "Bimo came here because Lilah had promised to take her to the dance teacher. Um... Bimo wants to learn to dance."
Mother's eyes were perfectly rounded, as if my words were an interesting thing to talk about, "Right?" ask Mom happy.
I nodded, "Sorry Lilah took Bimo here Mother."
Mother stroked my shoulder, "It's okay, Mother is very happy there are your peers who participate in becoming cultural activists like us. Later, invite your cousin to dance in the Kencana ward. Let Bimo be more interested in trying."
Duh, Wrestling. Wh why? Why does everyone seem so happy to see me bring a man who is interested in my world.
Mother, what if my boyfriend finds out that she likes Bimo better than him, Revi.
Revi, how are you? Why after last night we dated for the first time, now you seem to vanish without news.
My mother made me aware of the daydream when Ayahanda was sitting dashingly in her great chair.
"It's time for sowan, who is patient, who is sincere, and honest." said Mother.
"Good mother."