Damar For Kinanti

aren't you ashamed?

" Wooh, this bride-to-be is diligent.." mother's tease, mother,

" before becoming my bride-to-be also diligent budhe..?" replied Damar while continuing to lift the sack containing the chili.

" Already mas. do not join lift, later his back injured..

remember. 8 more days, eman eman first night if it doesn't go well.."

mom mom mom keeps teasing Damar.

Damar just smiled, he was embarrassed,

mother mother this outrageous once teased him.

" Rausah in rungokno mas?! mom mommy yo ngunu iku (difficult to listen to mas, mommy ya so it), which in the first night continues..!" chirps of Day make Damar laugh,

" it looks like her husband's misses all this? want to go home now?" Damar chimed in while laughing,

" the buk..! eleng..!, the cloud iki. (remember ma'am..! remember.!, it is still this afternoon.)" said Hari.

" Huss! your Lambu Har?!( huss! you mouth Har?!)" one of the mothers glared at Hari.

Instead of being silent, Damar and Hari laughed even harder.

" Wis wis.. work, let's quickly finish meeting the husband at home..!" damar said that he made everyone who was there laugh.

After a tired laugh Damar sat on a wooden chair that was beside the pick up car.

After noticing the mother who had started seriously working again, he turned his gaze to the street.

Like getting a surprise, he found the figure he missed for a few days walking closer, the figure of Kinanti who was walking behind Vinda.

" Is that true, Kinan? he's angry, how could he be here..?" damar said in his heart.

Touching his chest to feel his sigh after his sigh that he was unable to understand why it always appeared when he saw Kinanti.

He must master himself, not funny if he looks clumsy or blushed in front of this mother's mother, surely they will mock or gossip afterwards.

Well, even though the thing they were talking about was definitely good.

Subjected his head for a moment, for the sake of hiding his smile, flowers were scattered in his heart.

Once it was felt that enough of the flower bloomed, he immediately controlled his feelings, he,

put his head up again and behave accordingly.

" Dam..!" the sound of Winda looks tired, he has surrounded the market, and now he still has to walk looking for Damar.

" sir." replied Damar rising from his chair.

" Take Kinan home later, mbak had deliberately brought him." said Winda, said,

while Kinanti was silent, she was busy looking at the situation around, either because she was interested in the view of the rice fields are quite beautiful, or just run away from the view of Damar.

Damar's approaching, though,

" from where?" his question was gentle to his future wife,

" the market, accompany Mbak Winda. let's take me home." said Kinanti looked at Damar as she was.

" Later nduk.. You haven't met Mbah..?" suhut Winda, Kinanti did not comment.

" I'm going to the market for a while.I promised Anwar sir..",

" doesn't you usually have Anwar himself Dam? tumben tumbenan?"

" the harvest is bad mbak, before you see Mbah uti directly brought to the market only,

I also want to strive for a slightly reasonable price despite the condition of the chili like that.."

Winda was silent, he walked towards the mother who was picking chili and weighing it.

After seeing some of the Winda back towards Damar and Kinanti.

" Withless spray?" ask Winda,

" just enough mbak.."

" then?"

" i haven't found out yet because I changed brands.."

" Why are you changing?"

" not me mbak, mbah uti.he got a recommendation from people and just come along, just come along,

suitable in plants people are not necessarily suitable in our plants?" Comment Damar.

" Lha keep going?"

" yes, I'm going to the market.."

" right, when you go to the market and sell it directly to the buyer?"

Winda disagreed, there were many workers who were able to interact with the seller, not necessarily Damar who intervened.

" Any shame I got off to the market?" asked Damar, he glanced at Kinanti in passing.

" Are you ashamed I sold chili to the market?" ask him on Kinanti.

Kinanti was shocked to arrive at being asked such a question.

Of course, he shook slowly.

" It's good." said Damar looking at Kinanti's arm.

" I just want to discuss and get a good price.."

" you think it's easy to get the price you want with a crop like that?!"

" i should try it.."

hearing that Winda gave up,

" well, let's go. Don't wait long, Kinanti wait at home!"

Damar nodded, but suddenly he thought of something.

" Want to come?" ask Damar to Kinanti.

Kinanti did not answer, she looked at Vinda.

" Want to come? to the vegetable market, different from what we came earlier." said Winda.

Kinanti was still thinking, but when she had not answered, Damar suddenly grabbed her hand.

" Come on..?" damar's voice was soft, his gaze hopeful.

" All I take you home." added Damar still holding Kinanti's hand.

as a future wife she must maintain the dignity of her future husband,

even though he wanted to shake Damar's hand because he was still angry.

The touch of a rough touch he still could not completely forget even though his heart started to fill with something, and it might start to fill up.

" Come home, let me take Mbah uti to visit your house tomorrow." said Winda.

" Well, it's good how.." replied Kinanti finally.

Damar drives his car following the pick up in front of him.

It was seen how his heart Damar drove on because of the uphill road.

" Eat the same dinner as Linda? or not?" asked Damar between his seriousness to pay attention to the road.

" It's been.." answered Kinanti short.

" I haven't." said Damar, but Kinanti kept quiet and did not respond.

Damar smiled at the indifference of Kinanti.

Still angry apparently.

" Not ashamed, are you..?" again making Kinanti look at him,

" What shame?" Kinanti frowned.

" take me to the market to sell chilies.."

" ah, just make a point." replied Kinanti back to the window beside her.

" Don't be ashamed, if it wasn't me, who helped me..

I sometimes also work rough, yes take care of the wood, yes take care of the rice fields..

my hands are not as clean as Haikal or the teacher." said Damar seriously.

" I told you I'm not ashamed and that's okay,

so enough mas talk as will you this is no better than them." said Kinanti.

It could be that he thought Kinanti was ashamed of her behavior, even though what Kinanti felt was not shame, but rather pride.

But Kinanti hid the pride inside so as not to be sniffed by Damar.

" Well, I'm no better. I don't have a uniform and retiree.."

continued Damar.

" Stop discussing that." Kinanti's voice was upset.

hearing Kinanti's irritated tone of voice, Damar did not prolong his conversation.

" Oh yeah." Kinanti's voice arrived,

" Where do you live after marriage?" tanya Kinanti hid her embarrassment, and expression as flat as possible.

He should talk about this with Damar.

" Of course it's my house, it's ours." replied Damar mantab.

" then mother?"

" of course we take it.." Damar replied for sure.

Hearing that Kinanti complained fretfully, until Damar turned to her because the complaint was so clear in Damar's ears.

" Why?" ask Damar, please,

" Mommy won't, so just stay in my house." replied Kinanti"

" Why is that?"

" i'm worried.."

" you don't think I am. She's not just your mother, but my mother." Damar kalem said.

" Is there a problem living in my house?

too small, huh?"

ask Kinanti to get rid of her frustration first in order to get a way out.

Damar smiled, though,

" it's okay to stay there, I'm even more happy with the narrow bed, we can sleep with each other hugging.." replied Damar made the look of Kinanti's face changed.

" Why did he run there?" Kinanti meets red.

" Where are you going?" Silent Damar was anxious, if Kinanti was not angry, of course he would embrace the woman next to him without thinking long.

" I'm lazy to talk to you, not seriously..!" firmly Kinanti.

Damar took a long breath.

then he said with a heart, heart,

" My future wife, I don't want to live there..

but there's a lot to take into account, though,

one. my job, my job,

two, my stuff is too much. There's no way I'm moving it here, are you sharing, throwing away some dolls and your book collection to give me space?

third, your bed is less long.My legs always hang when I sleep next to you..

and lastly,

aren't you ashamed of mom..?"

ask Damar, please,

" embarrassed why?"

" what should I say if we have things we'll do later after becoming husband and wife?

and the walls of your room are too thin,

mom will even hear our voices from her room even if we just whisper"

damar's words kept Kinanti silent, there was no answer from her mouth.

What Damar said was true and reasonable.

" Calm down.I'll persuade mom.." Damar said stop his car, it turns out they've reached the biggest vegetable market in poor.