CIRCUMCISION

Guests are not invited

"Yu... What are you daydreaming about, right...?" Warti arrived and patted Dirah on the shoulder.

"Yarose...! You're a habit from a long time ago, just startle." He glanced at her eyes towards Harti.

"He..he...he.. sorry yu... from that time Warti observed, yu Dirah kok daydreaming continuously, think what to yu...?" Warti approached and sat down beside Dirah.

"Speak, we're just two yu. Never save your own grief. There I am, never feel alone."

"Wart..." She held Warti's body in her arms.

"look, I am no longer sad, you are beside me, I must be hard to face the reality ahead."

"Strictly give my life more strength, love and affection Hendra brings me complete in life."

"The feeling of legowo and sincerity ndoro Atmosiman and lady of Karmilah, reminds me of my mother and father." Sundirah looked far ahead, then looked at Mahendra who was still sleeping smoothly.

"Wart..." Whisper sundirah again. Warti stared back, his hand rubbing the smooth cheek Dirah by the teardrops.

"Say yu, I know that regret is so deep, but don't keep torturing yourself like yu..

Father and mother are happy, they will be sad when they see your situation is down like this."

"Don't waste the sacrifice of the father as the mother yu. let's get to it." Warti was unceasingly encouraging Sundirah.

"What are you sad about deck...? You don't deserve to cry and lament our happy story today."

"Smile to meet tomorrow." Mahendra's voice shocked Sundirah and Suwarti.

"It's until I nag Yo mas." Warti muttered with a shy smile.

Sundirah could only be bowed down in shame by his attitude.

"She wasn't the only one who was guilty, our love brought destiny and created a story."

"We are grateful and enjoy what is, and may bring blessings to life in the future." Mahendra Tau how sad and painful Sundirah is. But not to lament about the mistake.

There was a sound of clanking noise, then accompanied by the frail voice of the horse, Mahendra looked away. He came down from the amben where he had fallen asleep.

While Suwarti pamit will go to the kitchen with Surip, and Sundirah walked slowly to the room where Karmilah and Teguh were asleep.

Sundirah's smile seemed reluctant to melt between the curvature of the natural red lips. What a great relief he felt.

His fingers played the ends of Teguh's legs which were separated from the bedongan cloth.

Mahendra, walking towards the bale-bale room, and greeting the guest who was visiting his house.

"Kulo nuwon's...Mahendra...!" It turned out that the guest was two men of different ages, with a woman greeting Mahendra intimately.

"Gee.... Monggo... Monggo sir Prapto! Njanur mount." They shook hands, and sat down.

"I'm sorry mas, after the incident yesterday, I have not been able to take the time to visit Ning Dirah who has given birth, your first son. Congratulations to you." A smile adorns Prapto with his wife.

"Thank you, Mr. Prapto, thank goodness all the mess has ended safely, and my wife has also gradually improved her health."

"All thanks to support, help and not to escape our prayers together." Mahendra linked his hands together as a token of gratitude to Suprapto with his wife.

While the figure of a young man who was beside Prapto, followed Mahendra's nod politely.

"After Mr. Prapto, I'll call father and mother."Mahendra went to the back.

Mahendra passed back to tell Slamet to look for Atmosiman, to the copra shed.

Then to the kitchen look for Suwarti to make something as a guest treat.

And after that go to the place where the sundirah and karmilah are accompanying Teguh.

"Mother outside is Mr. Prapto with his wife and a young man." Mahendra approached and spoke somewhat whispering to the carminah.

"Mom's gapunten... What's wrong with Warti..?" Sundirah ventured to interrupt their words.

"Dirah.. it's Pak Prapto's wife and child, may be a match with Suwarti." Karmilah mesem see confusion on the look on Sundirah's face.

"You take it easy... There won't be the same problem with you two."

" Warti's mother's son too, mother and father couldn't possibly bring her in grief." Karmilah passed while smiling towards Mahendra and Sundirah.

Walk straight towards the bale-bale to meet the intended guests. Smiles rose on their lips, and Atmosiman shook hands and sat face to face with Prapto. Karmilah also approached them, and talked as they were, about the development of copra and their respective businesses, and about the education of their children.

Emerging from the back of Suwarti with a drink in a cup, as well as snacks in a plate, steamed breadfruit, steamed banana, there is also a typical gadung crackers jatilengger village.

With a bit of awkwardness Suwarti entered the bale-bale, but Surip who helped carry, encouraged Suwarti not to act awkwardly on the guests.

"Let's Warti, don't be nervous. they're Pak Prapto's family's good people."

"I.iya mbok."

" Ragil's son yes mbak yu..." Ask Prapto's wife, looking at the car and then at her son.

"Yes dek, my ragil son."

"Let's give Salim to Pak Prapto and Bu Prapto." Enthusiastic atmosphere gives a chance to Warti.

But Suwarti instead looked towards the karma and smiled while biting his lips.

Karmilah nodded his head returning Suwarti's smile.

Suwarti received a helping hand from husband and wife Suprapto and lastly, he shook hands with Suprapto's son, Prayuda looked at each other and then lowered his eyes and head.

And at the same time Suwarti, beg yourself to go back. With a million questions, and a variety of flavors in the heart.

"Well, his ragil mbak yu Karmilah ayu, and his supple Yo sir." Prapto's wife opened her voice after tasting a treat at the table.

Mahendra who was among them, could already guess. Where do they talk, not about mere pleasantries, but there is the same shrimp carrot behind the pan.

Prapto smiled as he glanced at Prayuda, who was still unaware of their words, as his eyes were still busy following where Suwarti had disappeared.

"Son Yuda, please drink first." Atmosiman had realized, this young man was curious about the figure of Prayuda.

"I.iya uncle." Nervous of Prayuda's answer.

Suprapto, who realized it was hiding his smile, returned to the conversation. Relieve the taste of young people at first glance.

Suwarti upon reaching the kitchen, fell silent by the fireplace. While patting his chest, Surip who realized it hurriedly approached, and held out a Cup filled with cold white water from the jug, which he had just poured for Suwarti.

"Warti... ono opo...? Did you make a mistake." Surip who does not know , confused for him by the attitude of a scared Warti.

"Ndhak there's nothing mbok, just a little sleepy, he..he..he.."

"I want to go to Teguh first, already miss mbok." Warti tried to shift the sense of heart that he felt at this moment, and passed, leaving Surip.

Suwarti passed to the outside of the house, and picked up Teguh's little clothes, and folded them. But back the look of the face was decorating on his mind.

"Ahh.. Why with me?" Warti said in his heart, but the butterfly, in fact, flew around in a questionable smile.

"We beg you, Mr. Siman! Hopefully in the future we will be able to reconnect. And more familiar than today." Sayup was heard, as Suwarti passed not far from where he was walking.

He peeked out from the crack of the bulkhead, but hurriedly passed towards where Teguh and Sundirah were.

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It was said that Naris is not the soul mate of Warti also Mak...😂😂

Wes ahhh... eat steamed breadfruit 😂 uenak Mak...