Cempaka Bride

Midnight

The sound of falling objects woke Triska from her sleep. His hand moved to grab the phone placed on the next pillow. Activate flashlight mode and highlight to the table near the window, where the sound was heard.

"Emak, what's there? Here!" call him to the black-blind ash cat sitting on the table. The cat looked at the window seriously.

Triska who was curious why Mom did not get close to him immediately, finally got up from the bed and walked slowly to the table.

"What's concerned about the window?" He asked his mother again. The cat remained silent and did not move from its place.

Triska flicked the curtains and peered from a small crack towards the front garden of the kosan. Not seeing anything, he moved closer to the window.

He looked around the yard. Try to sharpen your eyes to see a white spot under the mango tree.

The white dot was not very clear shape because the light beam of the terrace did not highlight up to there. Finally Triska closed the curtains again and lifted the body of the mother. Gently rubbed his head and carried it back to the bed.

Triska tried to go back to sleep but it was hard. After going back and forth to the right and to the left he finally gave up. Grab another phone and check the clock. It's 3 in the morning.

Triska started surfing into cyberspace. Open the blue app.

The view is fixed when looking at a list of people you might know. There's an account belonging to Rima Anggraeni.

Encouraged curiosity he clicked on the account. The last post from Rima was a picture of her wearing a wedding dress. Photos he had seen at Rima's parents' house.

Somehow Triska is increasingly interested in seeing late home posts.

It turns out that Rima is very happy to post photos, either his own photos or photos with friends and family.

There are some photos with the residents of the boarding house on the terrace of the house. Triska's smile appears when she sees a photo of Rima, when she was bullied for her birthday a few months before she died.

In the photo looks Rima with face and hair covered with flour. Similarly with Rama, the condition is as chaotic as Rima. The man embraced his sister while smiling broadly.

Behind them were Dinar, Afni and Nani also in similar conditions. Unknowingly Triska's smile expands when looking at the photo caption.

"Karma friend who pranks his birthday friend," Rima wrote accompanied by laughing emoticons.

In another post it appears Rima was taking pictures with Irwan on the background of a mountain of tangkuban boats. Both faces looked happy.

In addition to these two photos, there are many other photos. Triska's gaze was fixed on a photo of Rima and now a Chinese man. The photo with the background of the car seat made Triska stunned.

"With Koko" Rima wrote with a hugging emoticon.

From the look of the handsome man's eyes Triska could see the twinkle of love for the woman next to him.

His heart was filled, he understood the ferocity of Rima's heart back then. As the Dinar said a few weeks ago.

After bathing and performing the Fajr prayer, Triska poured her body back into the bed. Grab the phone that is charging and start surfing again in cyberspace. This time to his Instagram account.

He checked all the notifications coming in. Smile when you see some new followers name his account.

Geck, tok, tok.

Triska frowned when she heard a knock on the door. His eyes glanced at the wall clock. It's 5 in the morning.

Geck, tok, tok.

"Who?" ask Triska timidly. But no one answered.

Geck, tok, tok.

Triska glanced at the window. It's still dark outside.

He hesitantly inched to the edge of the bed and stood up. Then walk to the door. Peering from the gap of the curtains but outside there was no one.

Brave to open the curtains wider and advance the face almost stuck to the window.

"Bhaaahoo!" Suddenly Zein appeared from under the window.

"Aarrrggghhh!" triska shouted as she hurriedly opened the door and directly landed a punch on Zein's arm who was laughing out loud. "Date, ihhh!" skink.

"Surprise brother succeeded, yes."

"Bikin's got a heartache! Bummer!" Triska was still beating her lover's arm.

"Well prayers?" zein asked as he pulled Triska's hand and pushed her into the room.

"Udah. Woke up at three. I can't sleep anymore" Triska replied.

They sat close together on the living room floor.

"Lho, is it the same? My brother also woke up at that hour. But I can sleep again. Awake again at dawn."

"Can't it be the same?"

"Don't know. I think somebody told me to get up."

For a moment they were silent and staring.

"Do you have any milk coffee? Got a brother out. I forgot to buy it."

"There was. I made a moment, "Triska stood up and went to the kitchen. Turning on his stove one furnace to boil water. Soon he returned to the living room with two cups of milk coffee.

"Kuenya. There is only coffee" Triska said, sitting back down.

"Ntar the night we bought" said Zein.

They enjoy coffee in silence. Zein's hand was busy stroking his beard which had only grown a few strands.

"Bang, I just accidentally saw Rima's Facebook account. It doesn't seem to be closed to his family."

"Maybe it was deliberately allowed to remain in his account in memory of Rima."

"Yes. It could be so too."

Sunlight began to barge in from the front window of the house. The voices from the other rooms started to sound. Shortly afterwards Rama came out of his room.

"Copy, Mas?" hail Zein while holding out his coffee cup.

"You dong. There yet?" Rama approached the door.

"still. Bentar kubikinin, yes," said Triska.

Once again he stood up and headed for the kitchen.

Rama moved in and sat by the door of Triska's room. Shortly afterwards Triska came out of the kitchen and held out a cup of milk coffee to Rama's hand.

"Thank you, dear," seduced Rama.

"Return the love, dear," Triska replied with a smile. Beside him was Zein.

"Oh, again on the gathering not rhyme!" tia's new chirps came out of her room to hang the towel on the iron hanger.

"here! Want to have coffee or tea?" take Triska.

"No need. I made it" replied Tia.

He went into the room and came out again with a jumbo-sized glass filled with sweet tea.

"Buckoo! You thirsty?" ledek Rama as Tia approached and sat under the window of Triska's room.

"Then you want to get into a drinking bottle, Mas. I'm going to be tucked into Ayu's refrigerator. I gave her permission" said Tia, sipping her tea.

"Well when do you want to go home?" ask Zein.

"This afternoon he said" replied Tia.

"I'll pick you up after the office" said Rama.

"You go there first. If you go to your office, I will muter from end to end" said Rama.

"Yes, deh. Just meet there."

Rama nodded. Then he got up and stood up. Walk outside the room to the front door. Shortly thereafter, the sound of his car engine running.

Zein follows Rama to the parking lot to wash the outside of his car. While Triska and Tia continue the conversation before they finally disperse to dress up.

***

In the afternoon Rama picked Ayu up at his brother's house not too far from their boarding house. Tia was waiting for me. Stand up to welcome Rama while holding hands in front of the chest.

"It's a long time, Mom!" tia's Nagging.

"Sorrys. It was really jammed. There was an accident near the office. The car is difficult to get out because many stop to watch," replied Rama while holding Tia's arm.

"That's our guy. There was an accident watching. Who nolongin a little,"

sulk Tia. They walked together to enter the boarding house of his brother Ayu.

Isti greeted them at the door of his room with a sweet smile. Ayu immediately rushed into the arms of Rama. Unconcerned by the confused look of Tia and Isti.

"It's healed?" rama asked while rubbing Ayu's hair.

"Udah. Thank you, yes, you want to pick me up," Ayu replied as she let go of a hug.

Rama nodded with a smile. There was a slight question mark in his heart as Ayu hugged him earlier. Ayu looked a little embarrassed. A red tinge adorned his somewhat tapered cheeks.

"Isti wants to come with us, Mas. Take care of me, bude's orders," Ayu said.

"You're ready, come on, let's go" asked Rama.

Isti and Ayu nodded and took their bags. Rama walks first to the car, followed by Ayu and Tia. While Isti locked the room door and bid farewell to other boarding residents. Then she followed and went straight into the back seat of the car, sitting sweetly next to Tia.

"Well, do you buy food?" rama asked as he began to run the car to the highway.

"So I was the same Brother Dinar and Triska had nitip money to Bi Ai. Please buy vegetables and chicken to the vegetable maker. He said that he had been bought and entered into Ayu's refrigerator. Ma'am Dinar just as Triska wants to cook again for our dinner," replied Tia.

"Oww, yes. Ntar just buy a cake," said Rama.

"Ivan bought it. Bang Zein also bought fruit," replied Tia again.

Rama mangosteen while giving a thumbs up. In his heart he praised the cohesiveness of his friends.

Night begins to fall in place of the twilight position. The rain that began to wet the ground parahyangan made the citizens reluctant to leave the house.

At the boarding house the residents gather to enjoy dinner and mutually joking unwind after a day of work.

Meanwhile, at the end of the boarding road, a car seemed to go slowly until finally stopped across from the boarding house owned by the Wahyu.

The driver watched the house for a few minutes before finally opening the door and getting out of the car.

His footsteps swung softly towards the house and stopped right in front of the slightly opened turnstile.

His gaze swept around the front of the house that had been a witness to his love story with his wife. Rhymes.

Irwan stepped into the courtyard and stopped in front of the wide-open door.

The dinar sitting right opposite the door was the one who first noticed the arrival of the skinny man.

"Kang Irwan!" greet Dinar while standing up and stepping closer.

"Assynolajet. Kumaha damang, Dinar?" irwan asked with a fluffy smile.

(Kumaha damang \= how are you)

"Vaalaikumsalam. Good news, Kang. Mango, kalebet," take Dinar.

(Mango, kalebet \= come, please enter)

Irwan stepped in and immediately shook hands with the other residents. Then he sat cross-legged between Zein and Ivan.

Dinar poured the syrup into a glass and presented it to Irwan. Triska and Tia shifted the box of cookies and citrus fruits to Irwan's front.

"At some work here, Kang?" ask Ivan.

"Yes. It just so happens that there is a national meeting that starts tomorrow morning" Irwan replied.

"How many days?" ask Rama.

"Three days. O yes, you guys got greetings from Rima's parents. Awaiting his arrival this Saturday, said Mother."

"Vaalaikumsalam. God willing, we'll come later" said Zein.

The conversation continued until the night got late. Irwan returned to the hotel where he was staying. Rama and Hasni drove him to the front of the car.

Irwan waved his hand as he began to drive away from the boarding house.

Just a few meters away from home he felt his nape start to cool. Irwan closed his eyes for a moment before finally opening his eyes again and looking at the chair next to him.

"Neng, akang kangen," he said to a shadow sitting next to him.

The figure became increasingly clear. Irwan stopped the car and pulled over at the end of the complex road. His outstretched hand touched the figure of Rima with a look of eyes that radiated longing.

Rima smiled at him. Irwan's hand touched the empty space that felt cold. The intention of being able to embrace the wife must be swallowed back.

Slowly his eyes began to heat up along with the roar of tears that fell on Rima's cheeks.

"I'm not doing it, yeah. Don't come here anymore" he said gently.

The rhyme was only silent and slowly disappeared with the appearance of a thin mist.

Irwan's heart felt empty. Tears that have been shed quickly. He leaned his head against the seat. Closing his eyes while muttering love and longing for Rima. A beautiful woman who still controls her heart today.

By midnight, two patrol officers passed by the boarding house with hearts pounding.

"Hufts. Fortunately teu appeared the jurig eta," Mamat told Ihsan.

(Good thing that ghost didn't show up)

"Urang mah teu sieun," Ihsan said in a slightly arrogant tone.

(I'm not afraid)

"Teu sieun teu sieun. Nongol geura' will nyaho' maneh!"

(A fear not fear. Nongol will now know how you feel)

The two men were still stuck together to the end of the road. Suddenly their steps stopped when they saw a swing in the complex park moving on its own.

Slowly came the shadow of a woman in a white dress with lace ornaments on her head.

Both of Ihsan's knees felt wobbly. Intentions want to run was not able to do.

The same thing happened to Mamat. His chest was beating very fast. Sweat was pouring down his skin.

He tried hard to read the prayers he had memorized. But none of the prayers came from his lips.

They seemed to be fixated and unable to move as the female figure approached. A cold gust struck the two young men as Rima flashed in front of them and floated around a few times while sniggering.

The world of Mamat suddenly felt dark. His body fell onto the asphalt road.

Ihsan who was still fixated finally could not resist the urge to urinate. The pants he was wearing were wet with urine. Then he fell unconscious next to Mamat.