Damar For Kinanti

Mbah Uti

Damar put his head in his grandmother's lap, hiding his face behind a rag that his grandmother always used.

The rice paddies of Mbah Uti are hectares, hectares,

not to mention the garden, but the clothes that the old woman was wearing were only new fleas and shabby tinsel.

His age is not clear how much, but the old woman is still strong to activity as usual, the road is still firm and the speech is smooth.

Perhaps because he married at a young age, and gave birth to Dad and other children at a young age anyway, until his daughter's son died first he remained healthy and strong.

But no one knows how to fill a person's heart, of course, there is no mother who is strong left behind her children and live life alone, he said,

because her husband also died 5 years ago.

The old face never looked sad, but the sadness was always seen when Damar came, the flat face of Mbah Uti suddenly changed like tightness, until many times he sighed.

" Nyapo lee.." asked Mbah Uti while stroking Damar's head.

" Mpothen.." Damar answered hiding his tears that were dripping slowly.

" keep nyapo kene powder.."

" kangen mbah mother.." replied the man with a sharp nose and thick eyebrows was shrivelled.

Mbah uti sighed for the umpteenth time.

" The Mbah made kolak le.. don't get it..?"

" Later Mbah, do not take it yourself. Mbah here alone.." said Damar.

the Mbah was silent, he kept stroking Damar's head.

" Mbah.." Damar's voice shone down,

" dalem lee.." answered the subtle.

" Fatigured mbah." he lamented,

" were tired of rest sek.. tired of working continuously.isarane Mbah less tho lee?"

" what about the legacy of tho mbah??"

the mbah laughed, though,

" it's time you were carrying a child le. Mbah iki nelongso see you wiri hero here and there alone..

why is tho? do you need Mbah to find a wife?" mbah Uti god.

" Fear of getting married.."

" A fear of opo?"

" Fear of not fitting in.."

the Mbah smiled, but,

" Yo golek seng fit le.. pangkannya. if you know the women brought here. let me see.."

" do you have an inner eye?"

" lak iyo tho. instead guyon, ugly Mbah has experience le.."

Damar laughed, though,

" no mbah, nggih. "the answer is still with the head in the lap of the mbah Utinya.

He was just lying in a long chair, just like that,

Wooden chairs are only made of mats from dry pandan, open a sofa that is soft like his home.

The wooden chair is located in the kitchen, not far from the pawon mbah, in Javanese pawon means fireplace, or furnace fire where cooking.

The fire was almost lit every morning and night, so the rest of the charcoal made the air around him warm as well.

Damar likes to sleep in that chair, because every morning the Mbah wakes up to light a fire, he will also wake up, then enjoy pure coffee from the impact of his own mbah.

Hp Damar rang, he moved away from the classroom and accepted.

" Why Nan?" ask Damar, please,

" Anu mas. tomorrow there's no need to pick me up.." Kinanti's voice apparently, the voice of,

" why? you're not coming home?"

" y home? wong's mom is sick again.."

" continue?" Damar is waiting for an answer.

" That, Mr. Tyo wants to go to his brother's house, coincidentally close to home..

so said Mr. Tyo all together.." Kinanti's voice was a little hesitant.

Damar who was wearing a white shirt was silent for a moment.

" You want to go home with that guy?" ask Damar with a heavier voice.

" I don't feel good about resisting, she's been helping me a lot at school." Kinanti reasoned.

" What's he riding on?"

" the motorbike.."

" bellies?"

" continue?"

Damar was silent again.

" Listen.don't give a man hope if you don't like him.it will torture him.."

Kinanti frowned hearing Damar's words.

" What hope? he just took me along? what the hell is this talking about?" Kinanti did not understand.

" Yes, it's up to you if you like him.."

" don't talk that doesn't work, if you mind, I don't go home?" Kinanti.

" come home.heart, I will wait for you at home." said Damar kalem,

" what are you waiting for in my house?!"

" To see your future husband.."

" Crazy what?! what the hell is that talking?!" kinanti then turned off her call.

Damar just smiled, he then returned to the classroom.

" Where were we?" ask the students and students in their class.