Between Love and Traditional Java

Cemara Sewu Beach

I was still lazy to open my eyes, the ringing of the phone that rang from earlier I ignored. I'm so tired after yesterday fighting with customers. My weekend has always been filled with work and work. The store rules that don't allow its employees a weekend leave me a little irritated. This weekend is the best opportunity for sales. Many people will go out that day and spend time shopping with their families. So that the profit is certain to rise the percentage.

In contrast to employees like us who have to give up the weekend by working, and change the leave on a regular day to meet family. So backwards. What a thing not to wear but to do.

"There's something important that I want to say to you" Danial's chat woke me up. After ten calls from him I did not reveal. I finally got out of my bed.

"What's wrong?" I sent him a reply with a sleepy emoticon. I don't feel like working today, but I have to kill my laziness. Walking to the kitchen to get water.

"Road yuk!" Soon a reply from him appeared. Danial asked me out again.

"Look on yuk!" I explained my idea to him. I don't know why I never get bored if I have to go back and forth. Immediately my drowsiness in the swallow of the earth.

A week later I went back to my town. I took my cut that I had planned to date. Long story short Danial was in front of my house. He picked me up and this was the first time I wore a couple shirt with him. I accidentally bought a toska color couple t-shirt with him. Although a little embarrassed he wanted to obey me who was still a rich little boy. She thinks it's childish but she wears it too. I paired my shirt with a blue pasmina that matched my cardigan. While Danial wears the couple shirt with black shorts, do not forget the g-shock watch completes his style. Danial said goodbye to my mother and then we started the journey after getting her permission.

"Be careful on the road, don't come home at night" my mother said.

"Yes, come home early in the morning" Danial said as he was some distance from my house. I pat her on the shoulder and we laugh.

With him I was always happy, so I was afraid that his appearance would not stay. But I dismissed all the negativity that might have happened.

***

The sound of the waves breaking the silence, we walk on the white sand under the shady fir. What a beautiful beach. And because it still includes a newly opened tour, so not many visitors who come. Moreover, this is not a weekend and access to get here takes a relatively long time, about two hours from my home. And we have to cut through the mountains and the winding road to get there. With many trees on his left right, it was a struggle for an unusual sight.

"I want to say something" Danial held my hand. I felt a tremor in his body, as if hesitating to speak. Then we stop the step, after a few minutes ago pampering the feet with soft sand.

"Maybe he's going to propose to me, ahha I'm mostly watching movies," I dismissed my delusion, but somehow I don't feel calm. I fear.

"Say you wanna talk?" I rebuked him who was silent for a while.

"I want to break up" Danial said those words.

I feel like a dejavu, something like this I've experienced. As it was then, this atmosphere, these words, I never forgot from my memories. Again, again and again. This situation is repeated. I thought he was going to give me a nice surprise. But it was more surprising than I imagined. Things that were never expected before.

"No way? Double up?" i dodged. I let go of his hand, I looked at his face. I did not find this a joke, his eyes spoke seriously. Looked at those eyes.

"Ah come," I walked away from her, down the shore, I tried to hold her back but my tears betrayed me. He was falling incessantly, really unable to compromise.

"Why should you say break up in a place this beautiful?" I snubbed annoyance.

Danial chased after me, trying to grab my hand, but I tepis back. I ignored him and kept walking away from him. Suddenly he ran in front of me and hugged me. I can only be quiet. It felt like my words were stuck in my throat, my tears had represented all my feelings. I'm mired in the sand. And then Danial sat down with me. We stay quiet too long. Danial started the conversation again. My soul was torn apart again.

"I'm sorry!" Danial stared blankly in the distance. I looked at him, I don't know what I should do to respond. His voice sounded raucous.

"I'm asking to break up doesn't mean I don't love you, but because I love you too much." Danial continued.

"Come on Dan, I'm really confused. Aren't we okay all this time?" I'm looking down inside.

"You want to hear a story," Danial turned to me, our eyes looking at each other. Instantly I diverted it. Danial stared at the rumbling waves. He held my hand.

Flashbacks, flash back,

"You want to be a bad boy?" My father's voice echoed throughout the house. He was very angry at my brother's decision.

"If you keep marrying her, get out of this house," I'm on a blackboard.

"Well, I'll go, as soon as possible, that I'll keep marrying her," my brother was very stubborn. He's packed all his stuff.

"Le, don't go," My mother cried sobbing. He held my brother's hand but at the edge for a moment.

"Ma I love her, at least if you're against, may you bless us," Brother begged.

"I beg you, if you are against at least you can bless us," Brother took off his hand and left the mother who pleaded with his cry.

"Based on the son of the ungodly, what if there is a catastrophe?" My father cursed, his anger has not subsided. Mama was just a nod of her head when my brother's body was far away from being seen again.

Brother followed his heart, he fought for his love even though he had to leave the house. He doesn't care about the feelings of mom and dad. He forgot about me too, how to lose his only brother. He taught me many things and became my role model. He's the one who's willing to give up when dad scolds me. He's the one who's defending all my mischievous behavior. I am saddened by his passing too.

While my sister could only cry and stroke my mother's back. He could only accompany her to strengthen her. Because the decision of the brother can never be changed. He's a tough guy, if he wants something, he has to get it.

Women who love the Sundanese sister, he said the marriage of Javanese and Sundanese tribes is not allowed. Many people believe that. That said, if there are two people from the tribes married, their lives will not be happy and often hit by problems.

This myth was created after the tragedy of the Bubat War that occurred in 1357 AD or around the 14th century. The war that occurred during the Majapahit ruled by Hayam Wuruk began when the king intended to invite Dyah Pitaloka Citraremi, the princess of the Kingdom of Pajajaran. Hayam Wuruk fell in love with the princess after seeing a painting of an artist named Sungging Prabangkara.

Majapahit Kingdom then sent a letter of application to Maharaja Linggabuana. The entourage of the Kingdom of Pajajaran then left for the Majapahit Kingdom and was accepted at Pesanggrahan Bubat. Unfortunately, Gajah Mada who was then serving as mahapatih then intended to attack them. This he did to fulfill the Palapa Oath by conquering kingdoms throughout the archipelago.

As a result of the attack, the Sunda Kingdom entourage which was accompanied by only a few troops lost. All members of Dyah Pitaloka's family died. Because it is not strong to withstand sadness, Dyah Pitaloka did not get married and instead committed suicide. With the death of a member of the Royal family of Pajajaran, Prince Niskalawantu Kancana who was left at the palace was later appointed as the successor to the throne.

The incident damaged relations between the two kingdoms. The Pajajaran kingdom then forbade residents to marry people from outside the kingdom. Some interpret this rule as a prohibition not to marry people from the Majapahit Kingdom or Javanese.

Until now, that sentiment remains. Although there are also other versions that say in fact Gajah Mada wants to unite the Majapahit Kingdom with the Padjajaran Kingdom through marriage. But because he felt he still had the responsibility to fulfill the orders of Hayam Wuruk's father, the intention was then dashed.

My father was against the marriage, he was afraid of a catastrophe. It would also humiliate the family since he was a village chief. Many people asked to find a good wedding day for him. To avoid unwanted things. What the society thinks if the father's own family is against it, it will contaminate the family name itself.

Flash back off

"But it's a legend, an old story and, what does that have to do with us?" I looked at Danial to make sure.

"There's a lot you don't know about Javanese customs." Danial took my hand.

"You're the first child and I'm the third child, it's also forbidden." Danial looked at me softly.

"I respect custom, but I don't believe in it and, in modern times, why is it still to be associated with something like that that that happened thousands of years ago.." I'm putting my argument forward.

"In my opinion, soul mate, sustenance, death is arranged with God, such things can not be used as a benchmark to determine whether we can fit or not, all depends on each of us." I speak my mind again.

"You're right, but I can't go against family rules either."

"I don't want to talk anymore" I left Danial for his bike.

"I want to go home" I shouted because Danial didn't budge. Then he immediately moved and approached me.

"You calm down, Na" Danial pleaded with me.

Along the road was silent. I'm really in a dilemma. I didn't hug Danial at all. Arriving in front of the house, Danial left but I did not respond. I ignored him, seeing him smiling blandly as if reluctant to leave me.

"Not stopping by Le yet," my mother offered Danial a stopover.

"Thank you, I'm gonna have the night" he smiled and drove his bike away from my house.

"Kok kaya sad that's a date?" Mother asked.

"What the hell is buk," I ignored and went straight in and locked the door. I was so excited that I missed dinner.

"I wish you a good night's sleep." A message from Danial last night that I just opened this morning.

"It was so good that my eyes were bruised." I cursed.

"Don't worry," I only replied briefly in the end.