CIRCUMCISION
Ambition of parents
Unrelenting, thin cloudy rain enveloped the city of Bishan st. The longing for a lover far away there fused together with the waiting. restless, angry and spirit blend like a painting without a canvas. The day turned the week rolling into a full moon Unsubmerged dim a beam of light. The lap of the footing is reluctant to despair. Slowly, the light is swept from the eyes.
Only tears remain at the end of hope. So many sheets of letters as the only means to exchange news but none of them are avenged. Their long-established bond of romance faded after nearly three full moons separated.
"Dirah... What happened to you? not a word from me You reply. Have you forgotten your promise in between your sobs that will be faithfully waiting for my return?" Mahendra wailed in his weak inner self. Sitting alone when sheltering in a coffee tiam, while waiting for a drizzle that never subsides.The weather is getting colder as cold as the soul that nelangsa will the situation.
Shadow Dirah when smiling sweetly greet in every morning, in the moment of calling softly his name, and when a lifetime of beauty that will be unforgettable, the, their love and soul are fused in the love of a human child who is full of desire and lust to have each other, and the unification of the body by reason of love and love to the neglect of the norm that they should uphold as a complete human being.
Worldly pleasures in fact defeat all the commandments and prohibitions in the beliefs of the human child that they have always held.
"Dirah..., wait for me to come home, I will take responsibility whenever something happens to you, because only you can afford to be my berth, spending my joys and sorrows throughout and the end of my age" saith Mahendra with a million hopes.
The city of Bishan began to relax with all the activities of people. deserted increasingly accompany the night without stars, the footsteps of gontai Mahendra waved a call to an Angkong and headed to the place where he lived while in Singapore.
Swanky
A week had passed, a smiling sun greeted the universe.
the workers eagerly set out to carry out their respective duties. That morning Ki lurah Djaelani, with a dock, rushed to the house of Atmosiman copra. The visit of Djaelani lurah is currently none other than me reinvent all their needs and plans about the matchmaking between Sulastri and Mahendra. The journey to the house of Atmosiman did not take long, the arrival of Djaelani was immediately welcomed by Atmosiman.
"Monggo please sit down deck Djaelani, how are you, a month has passed we have not exchanged news." they shake hands and hug each other. Then Djaelani shake hands with karma, and then, and let's sit down. A waiter came with a banquet of drinks and various small meals
"Alhamdulillah good and healthy news is healthy, mas, mbak yu" replied Djaelani while sitting down.
"During the journey to here I saw coconut trees and various palawija flourishing and well-groomed. Djaelani base stale open the topic of conversation.they exchanged stories, until the arrival of the core of their actual meeting.
In their talks planned marriage between Sulastri and Mahendra will be implemented after returning to education in the next few months.
while they were discussing, a pamphlet passed behind bale-bale, between agreeing and refusing to rage in his heart. But all the will of the husband is absolute authority.
karmilah walked to Mahendra's room researching every corner of the room that is always neat.Karmilah's eyes are fixed on a drawer, slowly he opened a handkerchief embedded with the name Sundirah, increasingly make sure that there is romance between the two of them.
when Karmila came out of the room and found Atmosiman, it turned out that Djaelani's father had left their home.
"Yes...! take a look at this" Karmilah offered the white handkerchief.
"I will give two options to the suyud, abort the content of Dirah who is not necessarily the son of Mahendra, or go as a rubber farm worker in Sumatra." while saying the atmosphere squeezes the handkerchief.
"I cannot have the besan and the ghost of a day laborer." Atmosiman asserted
"Oalah sir e... then how the fate of Dirah, Suyud should know this news sir, do not let Dirah and prospective baby in wretched sir." Surip's anxiety is very reasonable.
"Tomorrow I will meet her Mak, you who are calm there must be a way out." replied Slamet. It is indeed an equally heavy choice for the Suyud family, aborting the contents is clearly impossible, following the transmigration on the island of Andalas is also not an easy matter. Where lies the fault of a love if you have to be miserable for each other like this.
On the way home, Djaelani was satisfied with the end of the conversation and had agreed on the marriage of his children will be carried out at the beginning of next year, in a few months. Setiba at his residence Djaelani immediately met Ratmini and told him all his future plans when in the middle of their conversation, sulastri came with his father's favorite drink of tea tubruk with the aroma of jasmine made by the grandmother. Lastri had guessed about their chat was about her matchmaking later.
"Sitting down, I bring good news about your matchmaking and marriage later" Djaelani said with a smile. "Dad...., will you continue this match, even if I refuse it?" Lastri spoke while looking down.
"Lastri.., I just want you to obey my will, it will look real if you marry Hendra your life will prosper, without any shortcomings." Djaelani said firmly. "Hendra is the sole heir of the Atmosiman family, what else is it that keeps you from accepting it?" his voice was full of emphasis.
"Would all guarantee Pastri's happiness later father?, sorry father, not Pastri not unfilial as a child, but this concerns the feeling of heart." Lastri replied firmly as well.
"Lastri....! lower your voice, where is your Kramas that you have been studying..? I'm your father, I rule everything, no one goes against my will...!" yelled Djaelani while standing. Ratmini who from earlier saw and watched the debate they both moved to sit beside Lastri. "Propar ndok". Ratmini stroking the head of Lastri.
"Dad...! whatever it is Lastri still refused, I do not love mahendra, and do you know. a woman there has been waiting for Mahendra's return, with the fetus in the womb." cried Lastri broke. "Father there are many ways to eliminate the woman, leave everything to your father just live your life with Hendra later, do not argue!" djaelani's slow voice but full of cunning tactics.
Djaelani left the two of them to the room in the middle of the building of his house.Sit down and observe some of the letters that are still intact and stored in the bottom drawer.
Ratmini was so shocked by what had happened between her son and grandchildren. "Ndok... Is it true what you just said?, who is that woman?, where is she?" ratmini asked. "He was the son of a coconut farm worker owned by Atmosiman, Sundirah his name is nek, for now he is in the house of Kang Jito, a kang Jito, because they're under the pressure of boss Siman to abort her womb." Lastri told me all about Dirah.
"The grandmother's antar found Sundirah, however aborting the contents is not at all a way out." Ratmini said while looking away and reminded of the events of twenty years ago that had to lose her daughter.
The overcast today had not greedily covered the sky. A day that dissolves in fear and fear. Lamented wailing gazed at the soul that was filled with longing. Cold thirst and soul wooing. The moon doesn't want to bring a spoiled laugh.
Time doesn't want to be friends with the night anymore. When the star hides, wish for its own silence.
The dark clouds that cover the sky.
The moon appears beautiful and attractive in this soul. Black will win to cover the moans. But the dawn along with the sun will dance. The night before night the sound of the wings of the beast adds to the silence of each heart that is surrounded by longing, anxiety, anger, power, desire and greed blend with the dream.
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