CIRCUMCISION

Looking for an sorry door.

The Maghrib prayer was resounding, but the golden yellow tinge was still bright, reflecting the beauty of the universe.

Lonely quiet, like uninhabited big house belongs to lurah Djaelani. Perkut in the cage, was reluctant to greet the employer who returned to his home. seedy, shabby, even without any radiance to the authority he should have.

Ratmini, Sulastri and Sudargo, who were priests, were performing their duties as human beings, to the Khaliq.

"Sit down, and rest first Parmin, I'll go in and get something to quench your thirst." Djaelani invited his guests in and sat down at the spacious bale.

"Sign sir...!"

"If allowed, I will stay here. For last night, tomorrow morning after the sound of the cock crow, I'll return back to the south, sir." Parmin asks permission to rest the night, considering the night will be dark, and it is difficult to travel alone.

"Rest, I'm so grateful to you and your wife. If it wasn't for you guys, maybe I'd have stayed the name."

"Thank you sir, we should have helped each other, and helped."

Then passed a young male helper, who would turn on the Ublik lamp, as street lighting, and bale-bale.

Djaelani called him, and told him to prepare food, and gave him a sack of Gabah to take Parmin home the next morning.

Sulastri who heard the father's voice, there were several male voices. Between pleasure and fear thrust into his inner being.

"Go's... Dargo...! you hear whose voice that is? are you home yet?" Lastri whispered softly.

"We go out with Yu, even if it's Dad with his friends who come, you immediately run through the back door."

"Go.. I'm scared! what if they hurt us all?" Lastri's fear was reasonable, because the threat of Djaelani, will marry a rich man he always remembered clearly. Anyone would be afraid there would be bloodshed again.

"No yu, it won't happen, don't be afraid of yu."

"Let grandma come out, you'll catch up!." Ratmini stood up and moved out of central Senthong.

Ratmini slowly walked over, and called out the name Djaelani.

"Djaelani...! are you that...? since when did you come home, le...?" Ratmini's heart trembled, after seeing the condition of Djaelani, who was thin, gray hair that was not taken care of, Kumal clothes.

"Mother....! I went home, ma'am." cried the arrogant gourmand with all his authority, finally broke also at the feet of the mother.

Ratmini hugged the son full of days, they hugged each other in tears.

"Stand up, and sit down tell me what's going on with you? then who is this young man?"

"He, who has helped me mother, will spend the night here and the next morning, will continue the journey home."

From behind the room divider, Sulastri and Sudargo looked at each other. They did not believe what was going on, the father who had always been giving fear, and was worried was crying and bowing his head on the lap of his mother.

Sulastri clings to Dargo's hand, then approaches them.

"Dad...!"

"Lastri...! come closer, son, forgive me."

"Don't hate me son, I'll fix all my mistakes for you."

Lastri remained silent, and stared at the father. Walking closer to Ratmini, looking at Ratmini as if in disbelief in front of her was Djaelani. What he longed for as a protective father, as well as frightening all his authority, was absolute.

"Sir... Is he Pastri's father?."

"Near by, however, he is your father." Ratmini's old face gave a smile, hoping that the future would improve even though, it would not be easy for Djaelani to face himself.

Djaelani, recounting all the defeats he had to make. Even Sundirah's murder, he's the mastermind. Although in the end Suyud and Yatemi, who must die from the excitement kamituwo.

"I will take responsibility for all my actions ma'am. Because it's my fault." Down, ashamed, sorry to be one.

Sulastri hugged Djaelani with sobs, which were hard to contain.

Drowning in a new atmosphere. The guilt, the more it encourages Djaelani to immediately take responsibility, all his actions.

Towards his closed eyes towards the dreamland, Lastri slowly expressed Harjito's wish to Ratmini.

"Sir...have you opened your heart to receive the Jito kang?, or vice versa."

"Would, would an event like Sundirah happen, which must be a natural Lastri."

"Ndhuk.. sleep, the night is late! may your father open his heart and change his intention to match you to another."

"Hopefully, the defeat and the events that your father went through. Can lead him down the right path."

"jodo, jeweki lan pati, wis pinesti dening Gusti. Sing patience with ndhuk."

Sulastri was no longer able to ask questions, until late in his dreams.

Parmin, say goodbye to Blitar. Not enough thanks, and gratitude. Djaelani gave Parmin some groceries, and two pieces of cloth from Ratmini. For Parmin's wife and daughter.

In silence, Djaelani always imagined a white striped black snake, which coiled at the feet of his early morning.

The deadly snake, like it would give a bad premonition to him. Mistake after mistake, lined up neatly dancing on his memory.

Rukmini's younger sister, who must die of vertical poison vermin. Because of his greed, the legacy of his parents, which he himself spent among Sawung Pitik.

"Aahk.., my sins are too much, what should I do then? I'm sorry I sinned a lot on you, mother." Rumbled inner Djaelani, considering the lunge he did for many years.

"I'm sorry, son, I educated you, and I raised you wrongly. I'm sorry I'm my wife." Memories of a dozen years ago back shriveled loose.

His wife who had to die, while giving birth to Sudargo. And just ignore it, all that obligation as the head of the household. As the village chief he misused the people's trust in him.

"Djaelani's... What the hell are you thinking? there are many ways to correct the error. Do it before it's too late." Ratmini from earlier watched Djaelani's movements from afar, while chewing kinang, then approached him.

"Mother, I'm going to Atmosiman's place. I'll take Dargo and Lastri and."

"Will but, I doubt it. Could the door of apology be open? too fatal my mistake Mother."

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Ublik, teplok, sentir \= is the lamp that uses kerosene at that time .

Grain\= is a staple food that comes from rice and is ground after the peel comes out into rice.

Senthong \= is also divided into three rooms. The right senthong is a bedroom for fathers, the left senthong for mothers and young children, and the middle senthong is commonly used for meditation, or for worship .

Jodo, jeweki lan pati, wis pinesti dening Gusti. \= The soul mate, fortune, and death of God's decisive Gusti.

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