CONFINEMENT

CH 16 - LONG NIGHT PART I (CULTURAL WEALTH )

"Swastiastu" There was the sound of a young woman opening the door. Luh Sekar entered his house, Seen by the atmosphere of a quiet house.

"Where are the inhabitants" Inner Luh Sekar.

He rushed into the kitchen and picked up a glass, his wiggly fingers poured water in the jug and drank it.

"Uuuhhh .. fresh" Gumam Sekar slowly.

He rushed into his room. Shortly after, Sekar came out and headed for his foster brother's room.

"Bli... Bli Ibin" Call sekar in front of the door of Muhibbin's room. The atmosphere remained quiet with no answer.

"Where are these people ? " Sheep murmur is back.

"Is there on the farm... " Skar is still struggling with his head.

A moment later, the Armature door creaked and a young man entered the house. On his shoulders is a bond of firewood on his shoulders. The man went straight to the kitchen to put the firewood ties, he picked up a glass and poured water into it. While sitting on a chair, his eyes glared as if there was something he was thinking about, That man was none other than Muhibbin.

"Duuarrr... " The voice of a person disperse the daydream of Muhibbin, It turns out that the voice is the voice of Sekar. With a sullen face Sekar was already beside him.

"Bli anywhere.... Teach is also invisible" asked sekar to his foster brother.

Muhibbin who was still shocked put the glass he held onto the table.

"I was from the farm, Ajik was also there" Muhibbin replied still set his breath because he was surprised by his sister.

"You came home early, is there no activity in Pasraman?" muhibbin asked his brother.

" Gak bli's... It was just dance practice" Sekar replied sitting in a chair next to Muhibbin.

"Dari ? " Task Muhibbin briefly

"Yes, it was just gladi in Selasar Rumah Budaya"

"In Pasraman there are also no lessons" Sekar added to his kakaj.

"Clear .... Nari ? " the mumbling of Muhibbin

"So you come to the nari at the reception of the governor's guest later tonight" Muhibbin told Sekar.

"Lo kok Bli tau ?" Just a little surprised.

"Yes .. I know that later that night there are guests from the Flood Country and the United States come here" replied Muhibbin .

Sekar was more curious about where his brother knew if there were guests from across the country. If only the info about the excitement of the crowd in Selasar it has been announced a few days ago.

"Kok Bli know if there are guests from the country sebrang? " tanya sekar probing curious.

With a smile, Muhibbin answered

"Tau from Disya"

"Disya, when did Bli meet him? " So still curious.

"Hadeuuuhhh You, it's like Bayangkara governorate" Muhibbin answered, ruffled his sister's hair and passed.

"Bli went where, my question has not been answered" Sekar rose and followed his brother who headed to Dangin Hall.

"When did you meet Disya? " tanya Sekar was still curious.

"Two days ago, we met at Purnama beach" he answered briefly.

"emmmhhh... Bli does not ride to the beach" said Sekar sulked to his brother.

"Just like it again... sebel!! " sekar whinek.

"Ih who is the same Disya. yesterday it was a coincidence" said Muhibbib pinching his sister's nose.

"What a coincidence" Sekar teases Muhibbin

"It just so happens that the geeek" now Muhibbin is made to keki with his brother's joke.

"iii... Bli likes it the same Disya" tease Sekar back.

"If you like let me take Bli to him" said Sekar be-so.

"What apaan"

"Find you by accident" Muhibbin murmured to his sister.

"Udah ah I purify the clothes first, you ready for Ajik lunch, before he went home" Muhibbin rose to his room.

"Cie Cie who is in love" Sekar still teases her brother.

The two also passed with their respective busyness.

 

The moon shone full as if she was beautifying her beauty.

The lights of various colors lit Selasar House of Culture.

Tonight is a special night with a treat of art performances brought by teruna teruni Beach State.

Panyembrahma dance was held to welcome the arrival of distinguished guests from the other country.

It was seen that Muhibbin was standing under a Japanese tree in the corner of Selasar, in front of him boisterous guests attending an invitation from the governor, the governor, in the front row saw the Governor of the Coast Country accompanied by Mr. Sirkum as the owner of the House of Culture and beside him were seen important guests from the Land of Floods and the State of the Crippling.

Welcome speech was delivered by the governor of Timoti Beach State continued by the governor of the Flood Country and the agong from Serumpun Country, not to forget Mr. Sirkum as the builder of cultural art Pantao State as well as the owner of Selasar Rumah Budaya also gave a word .

Delegates from the Coast Country presented Panyembrahma Dance and Oleg Tambulilingan, after which it was followed by Mask Dance from the Flood Country, and when the dance was over a woman in an orange hood went up on stage with a rhyme.

The crowd applause pays homage to the art treats brought by the artists.

Muhibbin still stood in his place with an enthusiastic view of the art offerings in front of him. Awe seeped in his mind at the cultural richness of his country.

A sense of pride and interest in the art world is getting stronger in him. During the sewindu being in the Beach Country much he learned.

pak Nengah Wirata Sekar's father in addition to being a successful breeder is also a sculpture and painting artist, while the late mother of Sekar is a dancer who is quite famous in the Land of the Beach. Muhibbin learned a lot from his adoptive father's painting and sculpting skills, besides he also learned a lot of literature from artists who often gather in art shops next to the country's sugar market.

Suddenly someone surprised Muhibbin who was listening to the poem brought by the woman from the Crippling Country by patting her shoulder.

"Haiii. you are present at this page as well" said the voice.

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* Teruna teruni is a term for young people in the Beach Country