
1975
Ami is 20 years old. No celebration, not even the slightest bit of happiness. The dilemma he felt, gnawed at his feelings. He felt, his appetite increased!
'If this continues, when will I get married... There's also my body added megar!' He thought, shifting the location of the cloth he would sew. He's fantasizing, not Surti sitting in the sewers in a week. But he and Kamto.
In the middle of sewing activities, sometimes his wishful thinking drifted somewhere. Not infrequently he thought of Kamto, sometimes asked Topo. But most importantly, he began to get saturated with sewing activities.
With the help of Mrs Ratna, she finally passed the Modiste exam. He continued to work at his teacher's clothing store, which opened a boutique. Ratna's mother gave him the task of making a female canal shirt, which will be on display in her boutique which is increasingly crowded visitors.
"Don't daydream, your finger will be sewn to the sewn" A baritone voice, breaking his daydream.
Nuno Sudarno, a young man who works in the plantation service of a neighboring city. He was the son of the principal of a sub-district Elementary School in Tulungagung. He hosts at Bu Tumiyem's house and asks Bu Widji to provide food every day. He will prepare rice for all members of the Ami family in return.
"Eh, Mas No... Want to do another task? Has Nuno eaten?" Asked Ami, while retracing his legs to advance the sewing machine.
"Then eat with your mother. I see you sewing, have an order? Not today in Kamto apelin what?" Tanya Nuno was curious.
Almost a year nuno mingled with the family Ami who incidentally is still a distant relative of Bu Widji. And usually every afternoon after eating, he would do his office duties with a bundle of paper. He will accompany Ami if working late at night, because it is more economical to use lighting.
"We broke up, Mas. No one's parents give us their blessing." He said softly, holding the weight on the chest that some days always come.
Nuno who was arranging the paper on the table, immediately fell silent and looked up at Ami. There was a feeling of pity and relief coming together, hearing the news. In a sense, he was also interested in the girl who was cupping with a sewing machine in front of him.
"Patience, maybe not your soul mate" he said softly as he continued his activities.
"Rice." Ami ketus. And as usual, they were busy with their respective activities under one oil lamp in the living room.
Another Ami, another Tantri. His girlfriend of two years. It's just, Tantri has been betrothed by her parents since a few months ago. A businessman from the city of Jakarta, lucky him. However, they are often both. We both enjoy a relationship that has been around for a long time. Tantri is mature, and does not like to talk much. Although Ami...
The owner of the name threw a lump of tangled yarn on the paper nuno, successfully making him shocked and staring intently Ami.
"Hahaha, same one. It's good, daydreaming... But our work will not be finished." Chirps Ami while continuing to sew it back.
Nuno just smiled wryly, responding to him. It could be that the boy made a joke, which he knew that the girl's feelings were really upset.
'Lah's already... Right if not done, when is it finished...' Nano murmured as she started taking notes.
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Hi readers😊 Sorry to miss again Ami😅🙏 story Deliberately time-stalling, find a suitable Visual. Because Ami is growing up, yes. And meet the guy to 3 ni😆
He said, don't worry much about Kamto. Later on baper, hard to move on again😅
O'iya, here the author give me a little note. There was electricity, but only a few luxury homes. And old boarding children like ngirit😆, do not want to pay extra for electricity.
In the past there was also no computer, let alone laptop😆. The office setup is still manual write, or type with a typewriter. Tau right, gedenya typewriter rich how😅 gk will be babawa also😆.
Continue later if there is time again, I love the visual Ami 'kirakira' rich how until the men are interested in magnet😆.
Thank you and don't forget to be happy🙏😘