CIRCUMCISION

Love and patience

Harjito's life with Sulastri goes normally as it is. Love in their patience, produces self-confidence. They strengthen each other and cover up each other's shortcomings.

Harjito painstakingly, gave understanding, and led Sulastri to become a great soul facing reality, of loving and loving life.

Sulastri already knew about Ratmini's death. Inevitably have to mengikhlaskan the departure of the grandmother of the only place where he shed his taste, and learn about life.

As the world collapses upon learning the true story, Rukmini is dead, on the eve of a marriage and a kidnapping.

Harjito is still as it used to be, as a trader of bamboo wood crafts.

As time goes on, more and more orders can add jobs for women around where they live.

Together with the economy and needs, Harjito expanded the business to marketing out of the city, with the means of transportation cikar of course, in the era of that time which was still very difficult. And only certain people are able to have transportation as it is now.

And Djaelani should be heartened to accept the end of all his ambitions and dreams at this time. Djaelani's health gradually improved, and began to be able to adapt to the environment where he is now.

The only parent house Djaelani had to relinquish, becoming Supri's because of his defeat at last time.

And switch functions as a distributor of food, especially coffee, rice and corn.

The task as Lurah lengser and has been replaced with a more qualified replacement and protect the village community kawedusan.

Djaelani, just realized the house he currently occupies is the house that should belong to Rukmini.

The only brother he had tortured to the point of taking his life.

In lieu of the daily activities of Djaelani, he opened a karawitan arts association for local youth and various neighboring villages.

Paini who was originally in the thickets of fear and anxiety about the development of the lives of Sundirah, Suwarti and Harjito. is now smiling with relief to live life properly, as a worker repellent sparrows in the rice field. and follow a variety of social activities such as those generally planned in the era at that time.

While Sudargo, continued his ideals as a health expert in the capital.

Sometimes he returns to the village, just to ensure Djaelani's health.

"The day after tomorrow we will have guests, we must improve from now on." Sela Sulastri when they started the stall in the market as usual.

"Sundirah together with Mahendra and Thole Teguh, will kirab to our house."

"We have to tell Kang, he will be happy to welcome them." The sparkle of Sulastri's eyes implied happiness and the hope of meeting them soon.

"I miss Dirah mas! really didn't expect her life to be that tragic, and end up sweet."

"By the pleasure of Lastri, we steal one Thole Teguh diaper, let's get caught immediately." Harjito pokes Lastri's chin, Lastri belies.

"The one at the sight of the embarrassed man! uh..." While Harjito where concerned with the reprimand of Lastri. The sweet pinch, perched on Jito's waist, was no big deal to him.

"May Warti also participate, sweet adek is adorable. I also miss the absurdity, which always comforts us when we are in need."

Imagining togetherness, making Sulastri forget about being around that is already crowded with buyers.

#Stole something from a newborn baby, to immediately get a baby if it has happened since ancient times yes Mak...! Likewise, when there is a wedding, the belief by getting a flower from the bride, will help those concerned, so that their soul mate easily believes the myth. Observed or not the ritual is just a hereditary belief, and Allah hu a'lam bi sawab with to Agung an and the power of His#

A day of joint activity in the market, does not make them tired. Smiles and jokes, bring their own sense of happiness.

In the clear afternoon, Sulastri and Harjito sat side by side on the terrace of the house, with the view of the fields that began to turn yellow, as far as the eye could see. Sparrows scramble to steal the grain of rice, and hide, to hear the cry of the rice paddies. What a friendly nature with the current situation. side by side with the waving nyiur tree, giving farewell to the Surya who greeted the presence of the full moon, in the middle of Java.

Pipits scramble for direction, to return to their respective nests while the orange tinge is still friendly.

"I'm afraid he'll come back, and make a troublemaker back." Sulastri's fear is reasonable because she's the woman he's looking for and wants right now.

"Truly I didn't expect, her grudge was so ingrained, that fear sometimes still haunts where I go in my solitude, kang."

"I'm afraid kang, I don't want it to happen again." Lastri's hand held tightly, as if afraid of being let go, and in lived harjito alone.

"We're going to face it together, don't just think about focusing on our goals in a marriage." Harjito gently stroked Sulastri tendrils, smelling the fragrant aroma of hi top shampoos.

"Kangs..."

"hemmm.yes."

" Why I'm not pregnant yet." Lastri asked timidly, while biting her thin lips.

"Please, we remain Nyenyuwun Aksamaning Gusti Kang Maha Agung” Harjito still encouraging Sulastri.

"We're still the incantation, right? we used to steal time, now we can spend as much time as we can, so be patient."

Sulastri swerved spoiled on Harjito's sturdy arm.

Djaelani heard clearly all their conversations, the feeling of truce and regret became his daily whip, sometimes the shame perched in his mind when talking and dealing with Sulastri and Harjito.

they have forgiven all their mistakes in the past.

as a karawitan coach, Djaelani always accompanies and guides students and here again he faces a difficult phase to forget the past, in which time he was young and never familiar with his children and siblings.

Indeed... Djaelani indirectly served social punishment within the scope of his family.

Although actually Sulastri and Harjito, and relatives have forgiven each other's mistakes in the past.

Port kang kangge wong Urip, Olo lan becik puniko,

Prayoga kawruhono, custom waton punika dipun kadulu, Miwah enangkang totokromo,

The kaesthi siyang ratri.

👉Functions that are useful for the living, ugly and good, you should know, the customs should be implemented, also in the form of manners, as well as manners,

Performed day and night.

footage of the ever-remembrant and he made learning in the future life for young girls who become students of Djaelani.

#Pangkur flower there are various stories about life.

Tembang Pangkur is a literary work about a person in memory of his bad past, to bring him closer to Allah SWT and begin to leave worldly greed. Tembang macapat Pangkur is one of the literature created by Sunan Drajat#

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