DKAS (Today Or Its Slama)
sweetness 02
DKAS #17
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Arriving in front of the motor bay glanced at his watch..
"There's still plenty of time" he murmured
Which I can still hear
"Why?" Ask me to wonder
"Ci..gue want to take you there?"
Jari Bayu pointed to the writing PADANG located on top of the hill padNg which is clearly visible from the beach.
"To the grave sitinurbaya ?" My question is convincing
"Yes.si women love does not arrive" he replied
"Can.ayo we go there" my spirit returned.
We had left the padang beach towards the padang mountain where we were next..
15 Goes by quickly.
We also arrived at the foot of the hill.
After parking the motor,
we immediately approached the ticketing counter to go up to the cemetery tour and SITI NURBAYA playground.
"Uda, duo ticket da (bag, two-bag ticket)" said bayu to the counter guard
"Iko deak, but ndak buliah ba photos in ateh yo deak..
Except in the new PADANG biah writing.kan other tameknyo (this deck.would be but, can not take pictures on the deck.except in a place that says PADANG because it is different place)" said the abag reminded of the ban on tourist attractions.
"Iyo da (iya bag)" replied the baby briefly.
After getting the ticket.
We also moved up the hill.
The road to the graveyard attraction siti nurbaya is a jengjang that can only be passed on foot.
Arriving above the area we welcome some ancient cannons that are still well preserved.
Then we walked to the siti nurbaya playground..
There is still a BOYAN (swing) that is commonly used in siti nurbaya.
Not original anymore.
However, the manager keeps the form from the originality.
It was time for us to enter the cemetery area which was around according to.
"Hey.be careful" the voice of the baby when embracing me because it slashed into the small rocks.
"Yes sorry" I said
Bayu simply replied with a smile
Satisfied with eating sitinurbaya..
We also left the area.
"now, let's go to a place where there is the writing of PADANG" said semanggat.
"Alright" the baby replied with a glance at the clock on his wrist..
"Why?" Much
"What?" Ask the baby back
"Why look at the clock?" I explained my question earlier
"Ooh.no. I was afraid of the night when I drove you home" the baby explained
"We stopped by to make a photo just snapped.trus we immediately returned"
I suggested
"Alright.ayo" replied the baby as he stepped to where we were going.
After arriving and taking some spots to take pictures.
We went back down.
Back to the bike we parked..
We who have left the mountain of the field
The motorbike bayu drove in the area opposite the city of padang.
In just 5 minutes we will pass the siti nurbaya bridge.
The bridge that connects the estuary area of the field with the other side of the field..
"Wood.we stop bragin' ya on the bridge?!!" My words let go of my hand that had been circular at the waist of the baby turned to pat her shoulder slowly.
Bayu stopped the pace and pulled the motor..
Opening the helmet, looking at me who was still in his arms..
"Didn't hear it?" My inner
"We can stop right away, on the siti nurbaya bridge?" I repeat what I said earlier
"Can, but loe permission aunt loe yach first?!, we're home a little late" bayu suggested
"Yes" I replied as I picked up the phone in my little bag.
I also contacted my aunt..
"Hallo.assallamuaalikum" replied across the street after the call
"Waallaikumsalam.iya bi.ini uci" I reply quickly.
" yes ci..what's up?" Ask my aunt softly
"Bi.uci came home a little late.maybe until the house at the latest ba'da isya" I tried to tell aunt.
"Ooooh.iya.but.be careful.do not more than the specified time ci?!" Aunt confirmed
"Ready bi" I replied briefly..
"Yes already.uci close yes bi.assallammuallaikum" I said ending the call.
"Waallaikumsalam" replied my aunt and I closed our conversation.
Bayu glanced towards me waiting for an answer..
"Udah.ayok" said the spirit.
With a smile the baby replied
"Siaap bok boss"
We went to siti nurbaya bridge.
After performing the maghrib prayer in the nearest mosque.
The siti nurbaya bridge.
We both walked across the bridge with my hands held in your baby's hands.
On the edges of the bridge have been arranged plastic chairs seating the bridge visitors enjoy to the moor of padang and across the field..
At night it is common if along the edge of the road the bridge is filled by the handles of casual foods such as grilled corn, boiled corn, baked bananas and other hot drinks..
Under the bridge there are various types of sea vessels that lean.
Lights from the ship Add to the view from the top of the siti nurbaya bridge..
" the corn burns two uni" the baby said
" Take " said the uni (female brother) while fanning his beard
I swiftly took his beard.anything even in the baby do..
We took a seat near the uni..
"Tea hot one and capucinomya one yes uni" said bayu again still uni earlier
"Yes.seperately" replied the uni.
While leaving his beard replaced by a woman younger than the uni earlier
It didn't take long..
The drinks we ordered came..
We spent 30 minutes there..
While telling a lot of things..
"Sounds we should go back?!" Bayu reminds me
"Hhh"my breath seems to be still at home here
"All right?!" Saying resigned
Bayu looks smiling looking at my behavior
"What's funny" my mind was upset
Bayu left me heading towards the uni seller earlier.
"How much is uni?" Ask
"2 corn 15.000 + 1 capucino 10.000 + hot tea 5.000 so the total is 30.000 uda" replied the uni elaborating our order
" this is uni"The wood put 50,000 on the uni
"Ondeh da.ko pertamo salak.ndak ado baliak e do (oh bag, this is the beginning of the purchase.there is no change)" said the uni again
"Take it uni.not use change" replied the baby again.
"Tarimokah many da" replied the union was happy..
Seeing the uni's behavior
Makes me and my baby happy..
We left the sitinurbaya bridge to go back to my house..
Arriving at home with azan prayer isya reverberate.duplicate we go home not past the specified time.
After dropping me..
Bayun kemvali to his house..
flash off
