CUTS

Gende...

After Anindita, Cut was pensive to think about many things until the presence of the husband was ignored by her.

“Ma, what's up?” asked Rendra confused to see the wife who was sitting facing the window.

“Eh, Brother is home.” Cut smiled bitterly.

“What's up?” search Rendra. Cut tells about the arrival of a child who according to him is Faisal's son from Shinta.

“I'm worried, Bang.” Cut.

“I can't tell her what and why. I'm afraid I'm wrong.”

“But he deserves to know his real father.”

“I've shown you a photo and given you the address of Bang Fais' parents in Aceh. He said he wanted to meet his father's family. He wants to feel the affection of grandma and grandpa that he has not been getting.”

“Then what are you worried about?”

“I think of Brother Shinta. What if she finds out her daughter went to find her real father's family and Sis Shinta must be angry with me for telling Dita about her past. Well, how's this Bang? My feelings are not good.”

“Already, janga thought things out. Let's just wait for what happens and face it. Life is like this. We can't guess what's going to happen. Children who we think will respond excessively when they know the story of their mother's past just does not happen. They look ordinary even happy when we meet with his father's family. It is possible that problems from your past arise from Dita. It's all still gray so don't think too much about it. Have you contacted the kids today?”

Cut shook his head slowly and Rendra took his phone and made a video call to Anugrah and Iskandar. Two young men appear on the father's smart phone screen. However, there is something different about the faces of both. Iskandar who often looks flat with a little smile is like being restless and a lot of thoughts. While Anugrah as usual, cheerful and full of smiles.

“You guys how are you?” ask the mother.

“Mama why? Big brother also why his face like he's seen a demon?” Both of his parents watched their eldest son's face carefully.

“You're sick, Is?” ask the father.

“Is good, Ma, Pa. Is again on the way to the village. Is close first yes, later Is phone again. assalamualaikum.”

Iskandar's face disappeared on the phone screen. Iskandar did not want to make his parents restless but his actions actually made them wonder.

“Silent as fatigue and many thoughts.” Woe to the Grace of his parents.

“Iya, your own how?” ask Rendra.

“I'm also exhausted and have a lot of thoughts, Pa, Ma.” Complain of the son.

“Why?” the two old men panicked while the son casually replied. “I'm tired and keep thinking how much deposit grandfather gave for sister?”

“Hey, are you still curious about that?” the voice of the grandfather came from behind. Be the debate between the grandfather and the Anugrah continues. The phone that was in the hands of the father is now moved to an older father aka grandfather.

Wengi Village…

The students are now preparing some agenda while talking to Mr. Joko the village chief. Some village equipment helped the students by bringing in residents who have gardens and cattle ranchers. The first program of the students is the use of compost that is obtained easily from cow dung owned by residents. The fertilizer will later be sprinkled on corn, chili to other types of vegetables.

Iskandar himself only acts as a monitor. Here, students take the leading role in every program they run.

“Good morning, sir.” greet a woman carrying a plate containing a wet cake and a glass of warm tea. Iskandar is completing several modules for next semester's lecture materials. This semester he did not get a teaching schedule because he had to become a Field Instructor or abbreviated as DPL in KKN activities and would become a thesis guidance lecturer afterwards.

"Morning." Reply Iskandar then glanced at the woman who had taken her place in front of him. The long-haired woman smiled very sweetly while looking at the lecturer who was very handsome and charming.

“Mas not going with the students? They have all shared a place to the farm and cattle farm owned by the villagers.”

“No, it's their job.” Iskandar replied without looking at the woman.

 “Gendhis, why are you here?” ask the new Joko sir.

“Nothing, Mas Joko. Just wanted to talk to Mr. Lecturer.”

“Sorry that Gendhis interrupted work, Father. She's my sister-in-law.”

Iskandar nodded slowly, “The children have left all, sir?” ask Iskandar to Joko.

“Already, Sir.”

Iskandar chose to avoid the woman in front of him by entering Dodik's car. Incidentally, Dodik left the car council on him. The students chose to walk to the residents' land accompanied by landowners and cattle ranchers.

“Ck, so arrogant that young man, Mas. I'm sure he'll soon fall in front of me.” Gendhis looked at Iskandar's back while pulling the tip of his lips.

“As far as you go, Genphis.” Said Mr. Joko then left his sister-in-law there. Gendhis stared at the teas and cakes that were still intact without being touched by Iskandar. Gendhis took a jasmine pistil tucked in his pheasant and chewed it like chewing gum.

While in different places, the students who were divided into two groups each numbered ten people. Those who are already in the cowshed owned by residents then check the cow dung that has become land. Some students took the land and brought it to the land of residents who were growing chili and other vegetables. They sprinkle the compost fertilizer on the residents' land. They also hang some information on the stems they use compost. As a consideration when the results of the anneal arrive later.

By noon, the students had returned to their headquarters housed in the village chief's office. When they want to clean themselves, those who have never been to the bathroom are surprised by the condition of the bathroom is very dirty and smelly because there is no treatment.

“Pak we have to go back again to sub-district.” Dodik on Iskandar.

“Why?” Is cringing wonder.

“The bathroom, sir. is very dirty and slovenly.” Complain them.

Iskandar conveyed their intentions to Mr. Joko and unexpectedly Pak Joko's answer was quite surprising, “At my house only, sir. It is also not far from here.”

They glanced at each other but there was no other way. If you have to go back to the district will be a waste of time especially they need time to rest after fighting with cow dung. Pak Joko's wife named Kahiyang welcomed them with friendly although they came without carrying any hand. One by one, they went to the bathroom. All the toiletries and changing clothes have been prepared from last night because they know their agenda is very tiring tomorrow.

Mr. Joko came last, this “Siang we ate together with a simple menu in our house. Do the Fathers and sisters all mind?” ask Mr. Joko.

They exchanged lyrics and their gazes ended up in the voice of the san lecturer. Iskandar felt bad to refuse until he nodded slowly to Mr. Joko, “We do not want to bother the family of Mr. Joko.”

“We will be very happy if the Father and Sisters are ready.”

“Thank you, Sir.” said Iskandar.

They stared at each other not least Aisyah who was a little worried about the state of the lecturer. Iskandar nodded softly at Aisyah although his face still implied worry.

Gendhis emerged from the kitchen with a kembem and batik cloth wrapped around his waist. All eyes were stunned by Gendhis's sexy appearance as a village girl plus the original bun hair. Let alone the students, students who saw it also stunned. But not with Iskandar, the lecturer actually thought about his dream. Why is the girl in his dream similar to Gendhis? And who was the owner of the soft hand that pulled her away from the girl?

“Pak, Sir.” Dodik call resuscitated Iskandar from his reverie.

Gendhis came up with a plate and some rice baskets to serve to guests who were already sitting on mats. Mr. Joko glanced at the students who were stealing glances at his sister-in-law. He smiled slightly and looked back at the simple food menu served by Gendhis and his wife.

“Please eat, Sir and Sisters! Sorry just the potluck.” Said Mr. Joko.

“Thank you, Sir. This is also overrated for us.” Reply Iskandar.

Mr. Joko was about to put rice in his mouth but Iskandar's voice suddenly stopped him, “We pray first. May what we eat be blessed and who feed that is Pak Joko family blessed with abundant sustenance.” Speak Iskandar before starting the prayer.

“Amin...” answer them simultaneously.

Iskandar again recited the prayer, his worried heart also joined in asking for more protection from the creator.

“Yes Allah, protect us. Life and death, we leave it to you.”

Not only Iskandar, the students also prayed in their hearts. In fact, they were also afraid especially Aisha. There were no broken plates or glasses, they ate in a calm state. Simple food from the countryside quite stuffed the stomach of those who are tired after fighting with cow dung. Fresh body, full stomach and eyes also ask for rest.

After speaking for a while, Iskandar and the others said goodbye to return to the village chief's office. Drowsiness attacked fiercely until Iskandar who rarely took a nap now could not hold his eyes. He fell asleep with the other students in the room with a mat. There were no barriers or barriers because the room was used to gather and discuss.

A gentle kiss was felt on the woman's lips. “You like it, Mas?” tanyanya tempt. The man nodded obediently.

Both of them just finished wrestling their lips and then stopped for a moment to take a breath. The chest of the woman up and down beautifully let alone the kembem that was used slightly showed the foot of the hill. The woman was smiling sweetly and then the man kissed her lips again until the scream of someone made the man look back.

“Pakkkk, snakerrrrr.”

 

 

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