Damar For Kinanti

blind morning

" Everything went well?" ask Winda with eyes still sleepy,

How not, it's still early in the morning, but Damar is out of the house and ready to go to the factory.

" Thank God, mbak.."

" so where?"

" hehe.. square.."

" plaza? mbok is in her house..?!"

" wanted me to give a ring on the ring, but because the queue was long, we had to sit in one of the empty seats and a little quiet around it..

I guess there's no better timing than last night.."

" hemm.. great.. said what..?" Winda raised both his eyebrows.

" Maturnuwun mbak ee. (thank you mbak.)" Damar hugged Winda in shame.

" If there is no mbak. I do not know how, even my wedding is all troublesome mbak.." said Damar.

Winda smiled, he patted his sister's back.

" It's your job, your father left you to me. Your happiness is my hope le.." Willa was tenacious, there was calmness in his heart seeing how happy the look on Damar's face, as well as the attitude he showed towards marriage.

" Wow! is this morning already hugging?! coming along?!" Yoga who had just come jogging suddenly threw himself into the middle of Damar and willa.

Around her arms hugged the backs of Damar and Winda.

" Happy happy..!" he laughed wide.

" Oh huh?! your sweat! there there!" Winda nagged, he immediately let go of Yoga's hand.

" Wow! mbak favorit..?! it's my turn to hug?!" yoga Protest with a sour face.

" ah! shower if you want to hug me!" sahut Winda as he walked into his house.

" Piye mas?" Yoga switch on Damar,

" what?"

" Do you want to get married at 30?"

" hemm. You're mocking me.."

" ah, not mocking.I was just wondering how you feel,

everyone knows you're single for thousands of years, acting like an unloving vegetarian' meat', it's only natural that I'm your sister is very curious..

I even thought mas ascetic every night.." goda Yoga elbowed Damar's stomach which was much higher than his.

" Do you want me to hit?" said Damar with half glare at Yoga which is also no less charming face.

Because he is a doctor, he is much more good at taking care of himself, compared to Damar who is so as it is and natural, even impressed men once.

His hands were of course softer than Damar's hands working this way.

But the matter of posture should not be asked who is more agile and dashing.

the posture of Damar is much larger and tall, the skin of Damar sapodilla matures, the nose line is firm, and the eyebrows are thick.

While Yoga is white and calm in face, his lips are reddish like a woman because he has never touched tobacco since adolescence.

Yoga's smile and demeanor are always sweet and friendly, which makes it easy to accept and familiar to anyone she meets, probably because she's a doctor too, but before becoming a doctor, his character was as sweet as that, so Damar who did not talk much if not need to be compared to him often.

For the appearance of course Damar is no less neat and charming when he left for campus.

But, Damar more often wear clothes with dark colors, it makes it look unfriendly and difficult to approach.

" Want to hit my handsome face? don't dong. I also want to quickly catch up with you mas.." Yoga laughs, though,

" Have you got another wife?" ask Damar enthusiastically,

" Ah, there are some women who approached me anyway mas, but I hesitated when I saw his attitude when I saw Bagas..

all are beautiful, the education is high, but the sense of motherhood does not exist." lamented Yoga.

" Nobody is perfect in this world, if you want to find a good mother for Bagas, stop looking beautiful and sexy just...

change your taste a little, a good body and face is no guarantee for the tranquility of your household..

haven't you been a victim of your own taste..?" sahut Damar's.

" Ah right mas. I don't know, why I was created this weak in beautiful women.."

" Why do you blame your creator.it all depends on you, remember.good men will meet good women.."

" Right you said, I used to be too rotten..

I even left behind a pearl that was still pure for the sake of pseudo satisfaction.." Again Yoga complained about his past, his regrets were endless.

" Why don't you try to look for him. apologize and open a new page.." proposed Damar,

" h. Where's got my face mas, I hurt him too badly,

she is a strict type of woman, after all,

it's not easy to apologize to her.."

Damar was silent, he noticed the suddenly sad look of Yoga.

" So, is he married? have you never met her?"

" i had met him several times, but I avoided him and hid,

after that I heard he graduated from college and taught in another city, since then I have never seen him again mas..

maybe he's forgotten about me and got a better man than me.."

" Don't be pessimistic, he may not have forgotten you.." Damar patted Yoga on the shoulder, giving his spirit as a fellow brother.

" Ah. maybe only God can bring us back together again mas.." said Yoga bitterly considering his stupidity.

" Yes already.I want to go to the factory for a while, because I have classes later.." said Damar,

" Monggo mas. I will also leave early in the morning." sahut Yoga who will also go to work.

" Yes, the heart of the heart.." Damar turned and walked away,

through the fog that began to disappear.

The orange spray began to appear clearly behind the mountain that stood so extraordinary.

Damar was looking at her, what a beautiful painting of nature, her inner self.

If one day he could go up the mountain again, he wanted to invite Kinanti.it must be amazing, but he realized.

Birds began to run away as Damar passed through the rice fields, "Hushh..! hush..!" the sound of Damar repels birds that are busy playing between the leaves.

Not for what, he's just nosy.

" Sugeng enjing (good morning )mas Damar..?!" greeting a father who was riding his wife on an old ontel bike, it seems they will go to the garden a little far from their home.

" Sugeng enjing sir dhe..?!" reply Damar threw a smile as he lowered his head slightly for the sake of politeness.

" Nggeh mas first..?!" the father continued to pedal his bicycle,

" Monggo monggo sir." replied Damar again leisurely walking towards the factory.

Seeing how harmonious and romantic the father and mother were, the shadow of Kinanti suddenly flashed.

It wants to be like that with Kinanti in old age, living in harmony and full of simplicity.

" In the future I will feel an incredible morning with you Nan." muttered Damar with lips forming a smile line.

He impatiently wanted to show the beauty he soaked every morning on Kinanti.

The cool air, the beautiful scenery is amazing, and the friendly greetings that add to the morning spirit that it always receives from the surrounding population.

Damar can't wait to hold Kinanti's hand every morning and walk around the rice fields while enjoying the dawn.