
Dalilahs.
I stared at the confused tourist bus parked not far from the palace gate.
"Yahujana... Abdi dalem want to go on a picnic?" ask me while looking around. Lonely, nothing strange. Abdialem is still loyal to their respective duties, there is no busyness or euphoria that shows if they want to picnic.
"No, Lilah. This is the bus that will take us to the airport." replied Ayahanda, quite busy with his car since this morning we had breakfast.
I'm still staring at this bus. Baffled.
"Anybody want to go to the airport? It's a bus for a picnic, Daddy! Load up for dozens of people!" I said again in amazement.
His father put his clothes in the pocket of his long-sleeved brick shirt. Sweetly he touched the top of my head.
"We'll take you and make sure you're okay in Jakarta."
Our.
I muttered in my heart. We were anyone? Do not be true what Pandu said last night if Eyang Kakung, Oma-Opa, om Nanang, Suryawijaya, Pandu, Ayahanda, Mother, and other cousins will come to Jakarta.
"So you want to picnic to Jakarta as well as become a Lilah hurrah team when racing later?"
"Team hooray?" Father's forehead wrinkled, so deep. I hissed angrily.
"The team cheers, Ayahanda. Supporters!" obviously I was smiling broadly as Ayahanda nodded in understanding.
"You can say so! This is a surprise for you because it has brought the name of the kingdom to the capital. Thank you, my daughter." Ayahanda rubbed my head, loving.
Aku tersenyum kikuk. Namaku benar-benar dipertaruhkan di ajang perlombaan nanti. Aku pun juga takut mengecewakan keluargaku jika gagal.
Suddenly I was pessimistic, I was afraid that they were embarrassed because the crown princess who had been taught to dance had to fail because they were intimidated by modernization.
"Must be sure!" said Ayahanda while patting my shoulder. He smiled warmly, understanding my nervousness this morning.
"Do you mind if Lilah combines serimpi dance with contemporary dance? Are you sure you're not angry?" I said gagu while looking at the bead of Ayahanda's eyes.
Ayahanda gave a sweet smile. A long smile I didn't see.
"Nobody restricts the freedom of the self in dancing. And this is outside the castle fortress, all have different goals! Calm down. There is a Father who keeps you from the eyes."
I hugged Ayahanda and chuckled lightly as Ayahanda patted my back.
"So can we go now? All the families are on the bus!" Ayahanda. I looked up, Ayahanda has a lot of gray hair, he has thought a lot. But Ayahanda could also think of this one thing.
Gathering special supporters like Yogyakarta.
***
Our departure to the airport was escorted by a motorcade of traffic police. Important contributions we get absolutely from the government.
I've been holding my phone ever since. Beside me was Om Nanang who was so enjoying this trip while whistling cheerfully.
What's with this old bachelor? Does he have a lover?
"Om happy again?" ask me while keeping my phone in my sling bag. I'm sure Revi's already at the airport because we have to be disciplined.
"What is the face of om now? Does om look happy?"
I grunt. "Om looks happy, why? Got a new girl?"
Om Nanang immediately laughed. This old bachelor is embracing me and dreaming. "Om looking for a high school girl in Jakarta, let it be a sugar baby!"
My eyes immediately twitched next to. "Sugar baby? Candy?" Om Nanang chuckled, he pinched my cheek in a fit of anxiety.
"Sugar baby is a young woman who needs money and the warmth of an adult man like om!"
My eyes immediately twitched everything. This Om Nanang seems to be getting lonely. Started to live his life.
"Don't om Nanang want to be betrothed by eyang kakung to a noble family from the west? So do not look for sweets in Jakarta, because there is chili-cabean, pedes make loose!"
Om Nanang immediately laughed and his laughter triggered curiosity from all my family who participated in this bus.
"Princess! Why is it bujang?" ask Bulik Kylie. I'm slicking my shoulders. "I don't know, bachelorette is not okay!" my word.
Bulik Kylie immediately shifted my sitting position by force, she looked at om Nanang in surprise. "Om bujang why isn't it right?" ask her while securing her sitting position again. I sighed as the three of us sat together all the way.
Kylie and I looked at each other. "It's not really right!" whispered, I nodded. "Om Nanang wants to find chili-cabean in Jakarta!" my reply. Kylie frowned, this one beresteran boulevard must have been thinking what chili-cabean. He nudged me, asking for an explanation. "Cabean is a term for sexy young girls who like to wander the streets!"
Ohhh... Kylie nodded her head, then looked at Om Nanang with a strange face.
"Dimarahin you know if you look for chili-cabean!"
Om Nanang immediately flicked his finger on Kylie's forehead. "Shut up!" hatchling fierce.
Me and Kylie chuckled as om Nanang turned his head looking for the whereabouts of an eye with a panicked face.
"Well if you say the same thing! You all don't get pocket money rations from om!"
Me and Kylie are still bothering
this bachelor arrived at the airport.
I smiled with relief. I finally got to meet Revi and fly together in the clouds.
"Gather in the airport hall first to pray! After that, just get on the plane." said Ayahanda. We all flocked to the airport hall under heavy police guard.
In the hall, eyang Kakung led solemnly in the course of prayer. I continued to agree, even though my mind was traveling alone.
Up to half an hour later, my daydreams ran out when I was pulled by someone. I blinked slowly.
"What are you praying about, Lil?" asked Nanang astonished, I chuckled a little.
"Praying that ends in daydreaming, Om!" my answer. Om Nanang shook his head. "We're getting on the plane right now waiting for all the luggage to be loaded into the trunk."
We again flocked to the plane, like our artist is stared continuously by airport visitors. I grunt, the scandal I still remember and sometimes it makes me insecure.
"Should be excited and remember this as a trigger for your confidence later." Om Nanang patted both of my shoulders as we queued up the stairs of the plane.
"Your father has rented this plane to support you and your privacy. So hopefully, do your best for your family."
I'm riveted. "Om sure the father rented this plane? How much?" manya curious.
Om Nanang chuckled. "It's cheap for a sultan's magic bag! Especially for the only daughter, all made easy by the universe."
I took a breath while climbing the stairs. It's hard to be the only daughter, anything has to be constructive and planned.
Arriving at the cabin of the plane after Ayahanda made a brief greeting, I circulated my gaze. I'm looking for Revi mas, where is he? Why is his nose not visible.
I approached Reno, he chuckled amusedly at me who was not calm while the family was sitting sweetly and heard the instructions from the flight attendant.
"Where is Revi?" my many. Mas Reno smiled with relief, he pointed towards the toilet. "From just waiting for you, deck! Now most faint after knowing your family's coming with you." Mas Reno chuckled softly with his silly face.
I exhaled.
Kasian mas Revi, he must be panicking because of my family.
I walked towards the toilet before Ayahanda asked me to sit with a serious face. Protocol again.
I'm shaking. "For a while, Father." I said, bowing respectfully.
In front of the toilet I kept pressing the toilet bell continuously. Mas Revi was a long time ago until the flight attendant came to me.
"Can I help the princess? Or if you can rush to the pilot's toilet first because the plane will soon take off."
I shook my head strongly. "Lilah's girlfriend is inside, Lilah's boyfriend may have fainted. Can you help me open the door?" my whisper was slowly afraid that Ayahanda heard and made a furore.
The flight attendant giggled with a hand that covered her mouth, then smiled politely at me and pressed whatever button I didn't know.
"Please speak on these speakers" said the flight attendant.
I came closer as if whispering in someone's ear. "Get out, don't stick!"
The toilet door was wide. Mas Revi looked out to find out the circumstances around. He looked up, looking at me with a pale face.
"I'm gonna faint, Lil!" he said as he walked clumsily among my family who looked at him in wonder.
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