Damar For Kinanti
rubbing on Damar's face
The man woke up because someone patted his arm a few times.
He sat down with a tangled face, still visible the rest of the damp in his eyes.
" It's time to take a bath and prepare to be ready. bathe with warm water so that the body is not tense and more relaxed." the sound of Yoga that woke first.
" What time is it?" damar's voice was still hoarse.
" At 5 a.m., get ready, get married at 8 a.m." replied Yoga.
But Damar still did not get up, he sat quietly without saying anything, and with a blank look he stared at the floor.
Yoga sighed, then sat down beside Damar.
" Don't ruin your happy day." says Yoga,
" pity your future wife mas. Now she must be busy in makeup, her heart must be flowering flowers imagine how your reaction to see how beautiful she is today.." added Yoga.
Silence in the lyrics Damar fingers that began to tremble again.
Yoga touched her with annoyance, pressing her with all her might so as not to tremble anymore.
" Get yourself, man?! what the hell are you afraid of shaking like this?!" Yoga began to be impatient, now Yoga know why Winda often angry when out of the house Damar.
" My patience has seen you?! you keep living your wounds in the past!
you let your heart and mind be gnawed at excessive guilt!
you're intentionally allowing yourself to be unhappy!" the sound of Yoga is loud, but usually at the end of my life he does not dare to act this hard in front of Damar.
Because he knows, quiet men are more scary when angry.
And he did not want to provoke him, but because the condition was now pressing and his heart was really irritated, dare he act like that.
" You want to make your future wife happy? where can mas?! you're weak like this! past trauma alone you can't beat!" Firm Yoga, Yoga,
Hearing that Damar pulled his hand from the Yoga handle, he looked annoyed.
His finger that had been trembling, was now clenching.
" Your body is strong, your mentality is weak?! give up, don't get married, leave your future wife to a man who can better protect her..!" imbuh Yoga makes Damar stand instantly.
" Get out of my room if you don't want to get battered this morning." he said, holding himself back.
The mood was quiet for a while,
Yoga who felt that he had managed to get rid of the anxiety of Damar rose from his seat, now his heart was anxious because it saw Damar's hands that began to clench, and his heart began to clench, his premonition said he had to leave the room immediately before he was rewarded with a fist.
" Well! so dong.." said Yoga while showing his teeth.
With quick steps he escaped from Damar's room.
After a long silence, Damar only realized, it is not appropriate that he was angry like that at Yoga.
Because actually the word bitter Yoga like that just to make himself aware again and dispose of his anxiety.
And sure enough, when his anxiety was gone, the burden he felt in his body also gradually disappeared.
His aching head, his heavy shoulders, his trembling hands and feet gradually disappeared.
There was only a little pain in his chest.
" Adus (bath) Dam! Whoops!! piro iki clock (what time is it)?!!" Now the changeover Winda shouted at him with a growl.
" Ohh..?" luh Damar lirih while closing his eyes,
his ears ached receiving the screams of Winda echoing in his room.
" Why do I have to be surrounded by fierce women anyway." he muttered as he took a towel, then walked towards the bathroom.
The sound of Javanese gending has been in play since morning, it aims to tell that in this place is being held a wedding party.
The white tent looks beautiful and magnificent, decorated with crystal lamp lights and live flowers in every corner.
Not excessive but impressed beautiful and warm.
While the nuances of the pelaminan so romantic.
a white chair decorated with a golden pillow.
Jasmine flower rows in ronce like curtains lined behind the pelaminan, equipped with a living flower arch strung nicely.
Roses and orchids are her prima donna.
The beautiful moon orchid dangles where it makes the mother's hand really anxious to take it.
But unfortunately whatever the pack of mother, the stamps keep up all night so that the flowers remain neat and fresh.
" Are you smiling?!" Yoga patted Kaila's neat shoulders with a modern bun and his light brown kebaya, in line with the beskap used Yoga.
" Imagine what not?" imbuh Nosy Yoga.
" Ohh! what the hell mas?! I just imagined what it would be like to sit there." replied Kaila Ketus.
" Yes stay sitting, but not for long.fear of nular.." sahut Yoga.
" Nular?? emoh! then just Yoga mas, so that someone takes care of Bagas?!"
Yoga is hearing that, though,
" Emoh also ah." he said and walked away.
Damar put a little polish on his face,
it's really uncomfortable.
The groom he had seen had no one wearing powder on his face, but why he had to wear powder and lip gloss.
He was amused to see his reddish lips on the glass.
But he was forced to shut up because Winda repeatedly glared at him.
And finally after the Vinda left then Damar dared to ask the rabbit fairy.
" Mom, should I wear powder?" he asked with displeased expression.
" Just use a thin thin foundation kok mas, let's not njomplang same bride.." replied the mother.
" So that means I'm ugly mbak, that's why I'm in bedaki?" ask Damar again in a displeased tone.
" The mas is handsome, sweet even.but this is a special day mas, mas must be more handsome than the usual day.if the mas looks the same as usual I was angry mbaknya mas later.." answer me, patient perias.
" Nah.. have seen in the glass, natural is handsome.." the mbak smiled.
Damar rose, he faced the glass.
Watching himself.
She looks bright in a white wedding dress.
" A moment, the blangkonnya.." the mbak pinned the jewel brooch on the blangkon, then handed it to Damar to wear it himself.
That was because the tall Damar did not want to be kind enough to sit back.
" This is mbak?" ask Damar to fix the location of the blangkon to fit.
" Well right.." replied the mbak took the keris that had been wrapped in the jasmine roncean.
" It's a mas, let's go out. The bride is coming soon..
mas just sit in front while training with pak penghulu." said the mbak, mbak,
" Krisnya?"
" i'll put it outside, and now I'll just go out first.."
hearing the mbak Damar's words walked out, but because the line in his face was so narrow, his steps became not free.
Some of the passing mothers looked at him while smiling.
" how did it become like a penguin on the road?!" kaila said while laughing loudly to make Damar ashamed.
He did not answer, but glared at Kaila, so the girl was silent for a moment.
" Oh your gantenge Dam..?!" said the mother who accidentally came out of the kitchen and walked forward to see Damar.
The clumsy damar decided to immediately sit in front of the penghulu sir who had come since 15 minutes ago.
While stepmother Damar who is neatly and in makeup is also just sitting watching.
He did not comment a word because from far away the day had been warned by Winda not to say or comment anything that could damage the atmosphere.
" Let my grandson be happy." said Mbah uti who sat next to Damar's stepmother.
The tone is subtle but full of warning.
" Why did you come along and threaten me?" the stepmother was upset.
" I warned you, enough all this time you've made her suffer grief, she said,
if you're alive, try to be a good mother even if you're not her real mother,
Your affection that he waited for dozens of years, show a little on this happy day" said Mr. Uti while giving a smile to distant guests and families who arrived.
