Getting Married Late
#27
Going far with time
The shadow of the roar still continued to hunt
The season has long since passed
But your memories still exist
The leaves fall off in the spring
The fall of leaves by the wind
True love is long gone
Lost away never come back
The song of the afternoon bird awaits the twilight
About the symphony of the universe
Enjoying the twilight daydream
Falling asleep in prayer and prayer
The memories of true love continue to flow
I can't forget all that
Even though parting becomes the end of everything
I still feel love with the miss
by NN
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Alula POVs
This is my second time coming to Saint's house in Tegal. Today coincides with the party of democracy of the people of Central Java, more precisely the election of the Governor of Central Java.
After exercising my right of choice, I and my sister Izur set off in a two-wheeled vehicle, which I borrowed with my cousin's sister, Maftuh.
Usually every election I become a member of the KPPS, but because there is a merger of TPS so there is a trimming officer, Alhamdulillah ayem, so it can be off.
We departed from home about 08.00 less through the Pantura line, We stopped by the front cake shop Kedungwuni market first to buy Snack as souvenirs.
We also stopped by at a gas station to refuel the motorbike we were riding. After that we continued the journey, Izur drove the motorcycle at high speed.
The atmosphere of the highway seemed a little quiet like never before. Maybe because some of the road users are still late in the party.
Arriving in the Pemalang area when Izur was about to overtake a large bus, it turned out that in front of us there was a biker about to cross and was stopping, Izur automatically braked the motor suddenly, and, while from the right direction of the road drove the bus at high speed, I was shocked by this situation, Izurpun was no less surprised. Our position in the middle was squeezed by two buses at high speed.
Thank God we were still given a long life, the bus just passed by beside us.
At about 10:00 less we arrived at Santo's house, which was painted dark blue facing south. Izur parked the motorbike he was riding directly on the terrace. The door of the house was closed, the situation was quiet, I was thinking is it possible that Saint became a member of the KPPS?
I also knocked on the door of the house and said hello,
"Assalamu'alaikum!" my spoken. Three times there was an answer from within.
"Wa'alaikumussalam,"
Come out the most handsome man in the family, he opened the door for us. Soon two beautiful creatures came out in this family.
"What time does it leave from Pekalongan, Lula, Zur?" ask Bu Sri.
"Eight hours less, Mom!" my answer.
I leave it to Ms Sri by what I brought. We were welcome to come in and sit down, I sat in the long guest chair. We engaged in a momentary conversation. From behind was the image of Isohnya Santo carrying a tray with four gullets of warm sweet tea and she placed the glass in front of us.
"Please drink the tea, Lula, Izur!" tell Mba Ayu who then sits in front of me.
"Thank you, Ma'am." I replied.
We also drank the tea that was served for us, and tasted the snacks as well, the snacks that we brought earlier.
"Lula's coming to Brebes, yeah!" bring Mba Ayu.
"To Brebes? What's the matter, Ma'am?" ask me who doesn't understand.
"Main to the house of Mbak Ayu's friend." replied Mbak Ayu. "Not far, the border of Brebes and Tegal" he explained.
"Oh, yes. Is it all right?" my many.
"It's okay, let's race," replied Ma'am ayu.
Ma'am said to continue his work at the back. There were three of us in the living room. We were busy with our respective HPs, until the HP I was holding rang.
I saw on my HP screen a call from a contact named Dawn, I pressed the answer button, and I stuck it in my ear without me saying a word. There was also no sound on the other side, only the sound of a kneeling bird belonging to the left-hand neighbor of the house of Santo, why it sounded so clear there.
St. Nicholas who was smiling looked at his HP, I guessed that all this time he who had been struggling I disguised myself as Dawn to test my loyalty, finally I typed a message into the contact who called me earlier all capital letters.
"CRAZY BASICS!"
I put my HP back in my pocket. I saw Izur enjoying the tofu chips we brought for souvenirs. I advised him in a whisper,
"Zur, it's us who bring it, don't get wiped out! shame."
"It's good, Ma'am, the chips." said Izur.
"Are you hungry?" guess because it's lunchtime. "Not breakfast this morning?" ask again.
"Breakfast but little." said Izur.
Instantly Mbak Ayu seemed to step up to us by carrying rice and dishes and spoons. I stood up to go to the back to help bring, maybe there are other foods that need to be brought along all want to wash my hands.
It turned out that all that was left was a plate of fried vermicelli menu mainstay of this family, and even that was brought by Mbak Ayu as well, I finally returned to the living room empty-handed. But I saw on the table there was no water, finally to the back and back to the front with water. I sat down and we enjoyed lunch in the living room.
"Mom wasn't invited to lunch together, Mommy?" I asked Ma'am Ayu.
"Mom's been eating in the back" she replied.
I also enjoy the culinary mainstay of Sri Rahayu chefs greedily, because my stomach is hungry.
After finishing the meal, Izur and I performed the congregational Dhuhur Prayer, still the same as the first time we came here, only the two of us prayed, while they did not know, the ghoib kali prayer, he said, it is not ghoib prayers to be sent to the dead, but it is ghoib prayers because their prayers are not visible to us.
After I finished praying I took a nap in the room I was in for prayer, the middle room, releasing exhaustion after a two-hour long drive.
I woke up to the azan ashar, and Madam Ayu was getting ready to meet her lover in Brebes. I immediately got up to grab my little towel and then stepped my feet towards the bathroom.
Still the same as at that time, I took off my clothes, I wet my whole body except hair, I rub slowly and I wash it back, after I put my clothes back on I also wudlu.
I also went back to the room earlier to perform the Ashar prayer, but on the living room couch I saw Izur still asleep, I woke him up first and I prayed.
After the ashar prayer I dress up, I polish the powder and thin lipstick so that my face does not look pale. I came out of the room and sat in the living room. I saw Mbak Ayu was packing snacks for souvenirs, while Santo was heating his motorbike while waiting for Izur to finish praying.
Izur came out of the room, we were ready to leave and did not forget to say goodbye to Bu Sri. Finally we left with the usual formadi boncengan.
Our journey took about 30 minutes, we reached a hamlet near the river, from the highway to the North, I forgot the name of the place, maybe because I don't care.
Our motorbike stopped at a residential alley complex where the road body of the alley is the yard of the house. I got off the bike, Ayu's mother who walked the front. When I stepped up to follow him, suddenly my right leg sprained,
"Ouch!"
It turned out that the right of my sandals which were only 5 cm was broken and regardless, how embarrassed I was at that time, because in front of the house next to the house we were going to was selling snacks, and there were many mothers and children whose attention was on me at the time.
I cupped both my sandals and the broken right I had also taken, hoping that later it could still be repaired. I finally walked barefoot to the house.
The door of the house we were heading to was open indicating that the one who had the house was at home. Ma'am Ayu seemed to say hello.
"Assalamu'alaikum" sounded the reply from within,
"Wa'alaikumussalam"
A man found us, a father,
Hah, that's my father's name, I'm curious how old the baby Ma'am Ayu, is old?
"Oh, there is but he is in TPS" replied the gentlemen.
On TPS? when people are again so KPPS kok found.
"Oh, so KPPS sir?" ask Ayu's surprised.
"No, watch the vote count again. We will soon be called." said the fathers.
"Oh, kirain became KPPS," said Mbak Ayu relieved.
"Let's just wait inside!" said the fathers let us.
As we entered the house, Ayu and Izur sat on a chair, while Santo and I sat on a couch near the door.
Not long after came a woman, probably the same age as Ms Ayu, brought sweet tea and snacks. He crouched down to place one glass at a table, then stood up.
"Please enjoy the tea! His murmur was called again." he said.
"Thank you, Miss Muri, right?" ask Mama Ayu.
"I'm his sister-in-law." he said, "I'm sorry to continue the work behind.
"The mango!" sahut Ma'am Ayu. The woman left, I looked forward.
"Where's the mango, Ma'am?" I asked because all I found on the table was a green red blanak egg.
Finally came also that we were waiting for, from the inside appeared a man, I was aghast at that time, this is in fact brondong, even the age of the young man was probably a little older than Izur.
I took Santo out just to make room for the two of them, I sat in a long wooden chair in front of the house. While Santo squatting on the edge of the terrace while smoking his favorite cigarette. Izurpun also take a walk just looking around the village environment.
"Mas, buyin flip-flops donk!" my door to the Saint.
"Where did you buy it? I don't know this place" he said. "Just come home and stop by the store, Say!" wheedled.
Saint took my sandals that I put in front of the porch.
"It can still be glued, Say" he said.
He entered the house, a few moments later he came out with alteko glue in his hand. He tried to unite the rights of my loose sandals with his sandals.
"Can you, Mom? such glue if it is opened can not be stored, the contents will be dry." I explained.
Without any sayings, the Saint is still struggling with the thing he holds.
"Yes, I can't say, it's dry glue," she gave it up, "must be taken to this junkie, Say."
A junkie? soler kali.
"Sandal is so not suitable Mas glued alteko, it fits glued blue."
"Yes later buy flip-flops" he said.
There was a sound of Mbak Ayu calling us from inside,
"This is the tea!" he looked out from behind the window. I was shocked the first time I heard that vocabulary.
"Entungna?" ask me to raise both my eyebrows to Santo.
"Used, Say. It's the language here." explained Santo.
"Hehehe, just heard about it."
We went inside, and I sipped a glass of sweet tea made by a man like he had just harvested sugar cane. We say goodbye to going home.
On the way home I saw a pair of shoes around,
"Mas, it's in front there's a solver, stop by!" my door.
"Udah wants this Maghrib, Say." he replied.
Though either maghrib or isya' he was never absent. I accept the reason. It is true that not until the house of Saint I have heard the voices of azan maghrib. And the flip-flops that he had promised earlier were too late.
Arriving at Santo's house I immediately slid into the bathroom to take ablution water, I and Izur want to pray congregation, Alhamdulillah Mother has used her face, this time she prayed together with us, Alhamdulillah Mother has used her face, this time she prayed with us, may his children soon follow, aamiin...
After praying I sat in the living room, there was dinner there, the same tang menu as last day. It seems like this was the dish that was set aside for dinner, because the chef just came out so no time to cook.
Can't you cook another recipe? twice here the same menu continues, if one day I live here can be constipation my stomach is not given vegetables.
After finishing my dinner, I joined Mother Sri to enjoy the television broadcast of flying fish. Sometimes we talk about the future.
"Lula, if tomorrow has been married to Saint ndak nothing if the living is a little?" ask Bu Sri. Waduh, it has not been anything to dampen my spirit, "so Santo there are still installments of the motorbike used, later if it has paid off yes quite" he added.
"It's okay, ma'am" I replied.
"If you're married, just come here, stay here!" tell Bu Sri.
"Emmm.. I am still in college, Mom. It's a shame to quit college, ma'am." I said.
"Yes looking forward to graduating from college just move here, later teach here, find a school here." his proposal.when it was me and my mother had already discussed this. why do I have to repeat it again.
Until 21:00 this eye can not be compromised, I say goodbye to mother to go to sleep, before going to bed I go to the bathroom first to drain my bladder then berwudlu.
I prayed Isya' as fast as lightning, because this drowsiness was already unbearable. After the greeting I folded my face and put it on the nightstand next to the bed I was going to occupy. I also laid my body to sleep.
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I woke up at about five o'clock in the morning because of the HP alarm I set. I got out of bed, and while Izur was still sleeping beside me, I didn't know exactly when my youngest brother entered the room, I woke him up before I went to the bathroom.
I just urinate and wudlu, then just take a shower, which is important now catch up at dawn first. I also pray at dawn alone.
After the prayer, long time I did not move, when it was finished my dzikir, I don't know what I thought, it turned out to be six in the morning, I immediately folded my face, and put it in my bag.
I took my towel and my change of clothes, and immediately rushed to take a shower.
At nine o'clock in the morning I was ready to go home, I packed my dirty clothes in the back sampir I put them in the bag, I was in front of everyone gathered there.
"Send my regards to your mom, yes, Lul!" pinta Bu Sri's.
"God willing, Mom!" my answer. Izurpun and I kissed the backs of the hands of the three men.
Izur has started the bike, I wear my slippers are puffed next door, it's okay, not walking too.
"Eh, wait for Lul. this is a gift for the ones at home." Bu Sri looks scattered from inside the big black plastic, do not know what the contents are.
"Thank you, Mom!" say
Since the duck bike we rode on was no cantolan in front, I was forced to hold it in the middle.
We also left Santo's house, not to leave Pangkah Subdistrict, I felt objected to holding the plastic black crackle.
"This plastic can't be put in front of what, Zur? it's heavy, pegel I got his lap." I whine.
"No way, Ma'am. What is it?" ask Izur.
I also opened the plastic, I was surprised to see the contents, it turns out there are 3 packs of Klanting and five papaya.
"It turns out papaya, Zur."
"Astaghfirullah, the papaya I picked this morning, Ma'am? it's a bajang papaya, Ma'am. Not delicious. Just throw it away, ma'am!"
Izurpun stopped the bike, I immediately threw all the papaya fruit to the left side of the road, and we continued our journey home comfortably without any burden.
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