CONFINEMENT
CH 17 - LONG NIGHT PART II (FULL MOON ROMANCE )
"Hi Dis...." Muhibbin looked towards the voice.
"Udah was that ? " ask Disya to Muhibbin
"Yes quite, it was with Sekar" said Muhibbin
"Ntar ya wait here, do not go anywhere" concluded Disya passed from the presence of Muhibbin.
Shortly afterwards Disya returned with her hand carrying a warm drink and a light snack.
"We are there yuk. " invite Disya to Muhibbin while walking towards the gazebo beside Selasar. His hand held out a glass of warm tea to the man in front of him.
Muhibbin received a drink that was extended Disya.
"Where was the show... fun? ask Disya to her new friend.
" It's so cool, I've never seen an art show like this before" Muhibbin replied with a smile.
"The nari mask and recite the poem is not from here huh? " muhibbin asked
"Oh that... Why? " ask her back
"Not really, just their performance is very good" added Muhibbin.
"The nari mask is my old friend from the Flood Country, his name is Diera Saraswati" Disya replied
"And the one who read the poem was Mrs Rizza from the Land of the People" he added.
"Great are they. If I could be like them" murmured Muhibbin.
"It can be, as long as you are active in learning and never give up" Disya replied while patting Muhubbin on the shoulder.
He stood up, his eyes looking upwards admiring the Full Moon Candra with its radiance of brilliance.
"Look Bin. The moon tonight is beautiful" Disya's hand pointed towards the sky.
Muhibbin came up to Disya in front of him. His eyes fixed on the moonlight full of longing, He was silent without saying .
"You why ? " ask Disya back.
"As if there's something you're thinking" he added.
"I only remember my family and friends in the village" replied Muhibbin.
"Usually when the moon is full like this we play in front of Surau where we teach" said Muhibbin.
Disya's gaze still did not move to look at the moon while saying
"Yes, I also remember my childhood days with my friends" he murmured.
"Kok sama ya Bin our childhood hahaha" said Disya crispy laugh while turning towards Muhibbin.
"When have you been here, Dis? " ask Muhibbin.
"I'm here for almost a decade" Disya replied
"I used to be in the Flood Country but actually my childhood was not there anyway" continued Disya.
"I moved around while my biological parents were still around" Disya's eyes slightly evaporated the clear dew.
"mr Sirkum is my uncle, my mother's brother" Disya replied
Muhibbin silently listened to the story of the woman next to him.
"Since the chariot accident, I've been with Sirkun's father. Then when I was fourteen years old we moved here because of business and a lot of time dad spent here" clear circles began to unstoppably come out of the corner of Disya's eyes.
Seeing the girl beside him sobbing, Muhibbin held out the handkerchief he had taken from his pocket.
"Ah let's go.. why be sad anyway" said Disya received a handkerchief Muhibbin.
"If you yourself how Bin, why get here" said Disya
"yesterday when I read your letter, I know your family is in the village, you still have a mother? " continue Disya.
"Yes Dis, my mother's home is with my sister and my nephew" Muhibbin replied.
"Yes I've been here for almost nine years and live in the house of Mr. Nengah and Sekar" he continued.
"My intention here is to complain about fate while studying, because this is the center of art and culture. I was accommodated by the Sekar family and treated me like my own family and I took Sekar as my own brother" Muhibbin concluded.
"Where does your father go ? " ask Disya back
Muhibbin took a deep breath.
"My father has no Dis" replied Muhibbin.
"Oouhh sorry yes, I shouldn't ask that" said Disya
"What's wrong, our fate is almost the same" replied Muhibbin cirih.
"My father's been dead since I was nine. He was in an accident when the daughter of the head of the workplace asked him to take the coconut fruit, he fell and could not be helped" Muhibbin said.
"You're not originally from the Stone Land of Snake Bin ?" ask Disya
"Actually my origin from there, only at that time my father often moved to work, last before he did not live on a plantation owned by the family of the late King Harsuto on the slopes of the mountain Ijen" Muhibbin replied
"Haiii... Have you ever been in ijen ?" pekik Disya was surprised to hear the name of the slope of ijen.
Muhibbin was surprised by Disya's reaction.
"You know that area? " ask Muhibbin back
"Yes, I know, a very beautiful place with a crater that has a blue fire. My late parents also worked there before we moved to the Flood Country, actually Sirkun's father was my adoptive father" Disya explained
"Huh? the year when it was Dis" asked Muhibbin curiously.
"Yes about fourteen years ago when I was seven and a year later my family moved to the Flood Country because of the demands of my late father's death"
The contents of the young man's head revolved considering his childhood life on the slopes of the mountain ijen with a feeling of still in disbelief.
"Keep your house in which sector was Bin at that time? tanya Disya is getting curious.
" I am in the seventh sector precisely Kali Gedang hamlet" Muhibbin replied still surprised.
"HUH..WHAT .... sector seven ? " peeking Disya was shocked
"My father was there while on duty. Lest you are the son of Mr. Ahmad" continued Disya still do not believe.
Hearing the name of his father called, Muhibbin's eyes widened, because who knew his family name in this Beach Country only Pak Nengah and Sekar his adoptive family.
"Karina, Karina Larasati the daughter of the lord of Samarta? " the eyes of Muhibbin seem to not believe the girl in front of him is his little friend.
"Holy Muhibbin? " Shya was no less surprised.
"Ibbin !! "
"Sunday !!"
Disya spontaneously hugged the man in front of her, sobbing her cries were not restrained anymore.
"Karin" whispered Muhibbin tightly hugging his best friend.
Sedu sedan both broke between the breeze of the night and the light of the moon
"Where are you Rin" Muhibbin asked as he let go of his embrace.
"I follow my parents Bin" still sobbing Disya wiped her tears with a handkerchief given by Muhibbin.
"How are you, Mom, how are you, and sister Kayaha where is it now ?" flocking questions Disya like a lesatan thousands of arrows.
"Mbak Yu Cahaya is now with Mama in my father's hometown. If the mother is now getting older, both eyes can not see since a hard pain four years after the death of the father" explained Muhibbin in Disya.
"I'm sorry Bin, it's my fault. If at that time I did not ask to be plucked coconut fruit maybe your father is still there until now" isak Disya.
"What happened to Rin, it's the fate of God" Muhibbin said to calm his old friend.
"Theeight-year-old son of Cahaya Bin? " asked Disya to her old friend.
"No, the Holy Kingdom my brother's first day, since his divorce from his wife mas Hari never came home and Raya was still nine months nurtured by his mother, me and mbak Cahaya" muhibbin replied.
"Then Brother Light is not married Bin? " ask Disya back.
"Not yet, since his fiancee Mas Bayu died while on duty in Lorosae Country, Kak Cahil closed his heart even though many people proposed to him, he said, the late Mas Bayu Mbak yu Cahaya's fiancee was a soldier of the Emerald Rin Kingdom" Muhibbin concluded.
"Keep Ardi and Diondra as Rin ? "
ask Muhibbin back.
Disya's face bowed and sobbed, she stepped onto the edge of the gazebo and sat there.
"The train we were riding on fell into the ravine as we were about to return to Coconut Country, there was an Otto belonging to the ruling family of the Emerald Country passing by fast and the horses on our carriage were in revolt as a result of the carriage being dragged to the edge of the ravine and all was not saved only me who was then helped and my uncle took care of me until now" isak Disya returned.
"I'm sorry for Rin" Muhibbin told Disya, who is none other than his little friend Karina. He sat next to Disya rubbing his best friend's shoulder.
The family of the master of Samarta Disya's birth father long ago with Muhibbin family very close. Ahmad Muhibbin's father was a subordinate of the master of Samarta in the coffee plantation sector seven and Ardi's brother Disya Muhibbin's close friend while Karina or Disya and Diondra were very familiar with the Light of Muhibbin's brother.
Since the accident incident, Mr. Ahmad Muhibbin's father, Disya's family is very concerned about Suratmi's mother and her children.
"So how did you change your name to Disya Rin? " muhibbin asked the girl next to him whom he knew as Karina.
"The long story of Bin, Sirkun's father took care of me for almost a year in a paralyzed state and on the advice of the traditional elders my name was changed to Disya Kumala Dewi by Sirkun's father, so that later I do not remember the sad incident and help restore my psychical condition that was sick at that time" said Disya.
"Once again forgive me, Bin, for the incident" pleaded with Muhibbin.
"Ah let's not be discussed again, the important thing is that we look at the next day and the day before as memories and learning" Muhibbin smiled at Disya
Indeed, since the incident of Mr. Ahmad's accident at that time, Disya's family always paid attention to the family of the deceased until a year after the Disya family moved to the Land of Flood. Once when Disya's extended family visited sector seven and had not found the Muhibbin family because Suratmi's mother took her children home to her late husband's village, since then, the two families have been separated and there has been no news.
The night wind started getting colder, suddenly from a distance some women approached Disya and Muhibbin.
"It turns out you are here" Sekar told the two people in front of him. Beside him stood two women, one girl ayu haired sebahu and next to him a more mature woman wearing an orange veil.
"Bin, know this my best friend Diera and brother Rizza" Disya rose to introduce the two women beside Sekar.
"Hi, I'm Diera" said the shoulder-haired girl
"Saye Rizza bint sawali" said the woman in an orange hood.
"I'm Muhibbin" replied Muhibbin introducing himself as he extended his hand to the two.
"If this one does not need to be recognized" Disya lyrics to Sekar his closest friend.
"Ah if this one has expired" said Muhibbin
"Ah Bli Ibin..males dah me" Sekar pretended to sulk while pinching his foster brother's arm.
All laughed with the familiar cheerful behavior.
Even though the night is getting late, the moon is leaning towards the west with its rays that remain bright.
Muhibbin stepped up muttering a rhyme as the lights began to dim and the shadows of the trees were killed by the darkness of the night.
'Memories of the First Meeting
Remember the first murmur
An unexpected meeting
Somewhere in the beach town
A longing
On a blue trip
Calm the first whisper
Worried about the fight
Succum romance grief
Secret silent covenant
Remember the first conversation
Time clusters, breaths and events
Maybe just the wind, leaves and dust
The last charm of my rhyme song'
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