Getting Married Late
#38
Today is the anniversary of the Independence Day of the Republic of Indonesia on August 17, whether to how many authors also forget. 😂😂😂
The atmosphere was bright, along the way decorated with red and white flags, pennants, colorful plastic flowers, Tumbler lamps, and so on, there are also those who make colorful water wrapped in plastic ice wax size, if the night feels lively, this is their own entertainment for villagers.
This morning Lula was getting ready to go to the field to accompany his students to the flag ceremony in the framework of the Indonesian Independence Proclamation HUT.
The sun was shining brightly, the birds were still singing their morning songs, people were busy with their own interests.
Lula swung his usual leisurely steps towards his Madrasah in the next village, while waiting for people to pass by, who knew someone was giving him a ride.
Not long after, Lutfia stopped her bike next to Lula, and Lula immediately climbed onto her bonbar. They stopped by MI first to find out the readiness of the students to attend the Ceremony.
Arriving at MI, it turns out that Bu Mimah and Mr. Hardi are busy taping the flagsticks belonging to children. Because their parents made it big, so they can not enter the plastic flag hole.
While Mr. Hardi made a bamboo flag stick from the rest of the camp for children whose parents forgot to make it.
Thirty minutes passed, and they finally arrived on the field. The field that will be used for the flag ceremony is different from the field used for jambire activities. Jamboree activities are held in the field of Windu Aji, while the Indonesian independence ceremony will be held in the field of Dororejo village. This field is still new.
Because the atmosphere was still quiet, Lutfia took her motorcycle into the field area and parked it in the easternmost corner.
The ceremony took place solemn despite the scorching heat of the sun stinging the skin. The ceremony was led by the local priest as the master of the ceremony.
Ms. Mimah who went home first left the envelope pocket of the other teachers who had not been delivered to Lula, especially those of the fathers, namely Mr. Hardi, Mr. Son and Mr. Yahya. Since arriving at the field the three people are indeed not visible stem of his nose.
Finally Lula took the initiative to send SMS messages only to Pak Hardi
[Sir, where is Njenengan? Want an envelope, no? Or the envelope for me?Please tell Mr. Yahya and Mr. Son]
send, send,
No message reply for a moment,
Clings, cling,
[Hus, that's a cigarette ration. Yes, all of the people here. There is also a MIM Teacher here, young and handsome, still single.]
[By donk, knowin.]
send, send,
Clings, cling,
[Where is the position?]
[I'm the same Miss Lut, in the north east corner of the field.]
send, send,
Clings, cling,
[I went there,]
Moments later it appeared from a distance Mr. Hardi with corprietry clothes and his three friends who were wearing khaky Pemda uniforms that had no frills attached to their uniforms, because they were the same as Lula, who had no frills, the teacher Wiyata Bakti.
The three people dressed in khaky uniforms include Mr. Yahya, Mr. Son and one other person may be referred to Mr. Hardi in the SMS message earlier.
Lula gave Ms. Mimah's envelope to Mr. Hardi, Mr. Son and Mr. Yahya.
"Well, this sentiment, we're coming together when I'm alone with no envelopes, Mom?" ledek pak the foreign teacher to Lula. Lula who was mocked like that was a little nervous.
It turns out that the person who was told by Mr. Hardi in his SMS is not a stranger because they are often met in KKG activities, his name is Amin Fadholi. He was indeed handsome and had a tall posture, his height was roughly 180 cm.
"Sengan asked Bu Rubaiyah yes, Mr. hehe.." said Lula grimaced.
"Sign by giving, ma'am?" ask Mr. Amin.
"Follow, God willing to gather together tomorrow." replied Lula. "Lha Njengan's coming too?" ask Lula.
"No, I haven't had two years" he said.
"Oo. means Njenengan enter the MI during Bu Lut donk." Lula concluded.
"Mom Lut?" Mr. Amin raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, same. I haven't even turned 2." Ms. Lut also replied.
Amin Fadholi (this photo is already using android yes, it used to not exist, so do not protest if it is adult)
Lutfiatur Rohmah, Siti Mutamimah and Tuzanah.
The ceremony was over, all the students of Lula who attended the ceremony had also been picked up by their parents, but to return seemed unable to, because the streets were full of a sea of people, he said, motorcycles to cars, they both want to leave the field immediately.
They chatted while waiting for the field to start to quiet.
"Come, Ma'am." take Lutfia who has been perched on his bike to Lula.
"Come on. Let's gentlemen, we go home first, yes!" pamit Lula who then sat behind Lutfia.
Lula at that time wore a subordinate suit long span skirt with a ploy in the back, so she sat facing to the left. At the exit gate was still crowded with humans and vehicles.
There is a mobile puskesmas car that has not come out. Lutfia stopped next to the mobile puskesmas car while waiting for the car on the bridge to move away.
Between the field and the road body there is an irrigation canal, to connect between the field and the road body is connected with a small bridge, but it is not a bridge, more precisely only 2 pieces of flute, on the left and right sides there are also no barriers.
Impatiently waiting for a long time, the car at the exit gate was not moving as well, Lutfia advanced the motor because on the right side of the car there was a little gap to pass.
To the right side of the car was not able to get out as well, finally stopped there. Suddenly the motor Lutfia was driving tilted to the right. Lula who was sitting facing to the left side suddenly escaped downwards.
Brugg's...
Cockroaches
"Aduh.." exclaimed Lula who fell plunged into the irrigation canal, followed only by Lutfia and her motor.
The people exclaimed, "Inna lillahi wa Inna ilaihi Raji'un!"
The fathers who saw the incident immediately ran to lift the motorbike and help them, not to miss Mr. Hardi and Mr. Amin who were behind them.
It turned out that when stopping the motor, Lutfia was about to set her right foot on the ground, but there was no ground to stand on, finally the foot went straight down.
Luckily there were no rocks there, only mud soil and grass and running water. Lula's clothes were wet and dirty by the mud. After being pulled by someone to stand up.
Lula looked around, but now she was the center of attention.
Duh, why the fall in a crowded time like this anyway, Inner Lula.
"Can you walk, Miss Lula?" ask Mr. Hardi, "It's so good there, let's go up!" Mr. Hardi reached out his hand, Lula greeted him and was pulled up by Mr. Hardi.
"We went to that house yuk, Ma'am!" take Lutfia to a nearby house from the field. "We're borrowing the same shirt as Ratna's sister ,"
That was Warjo's house, once his neighbor Laely.
Lula and Lutfia walked up to the house closest to the field in dirty, wet clothes. While the Lutfia motor was carried by Pak Hardi following them.
The atmosphere in the house is very crowded, relatives of the residents of the house are also many who arrive. At first glance Lula saw Iyan was also in the living room. The house is large for the size of the village.
Lula and Lutfia headed towards the side door that was also open, too,
"Assalamu'alaikum" said Lutfia and Lula.
"Wa'alaikumussalam," Utami, his younger brother Warjo came out to meet. "ee..... Lut's mom, Lula's mom, come in, Mom." he asked.
"Mbak Ratna exists? Our clothes are dirty and wet, you want to borrow a change of clothes" said Lutfia.
"Eh, yes, why is it so dirty, Ma'am?" ask Utami.
"We fell in front of the field just now" Lula replied.
"Awhile, Ma'am. I call her Mother Ratna." said Utami, who disappeared from behind the door.
Shortly after, the owner of the house appeared.
"Eh, Ma. Let's not go in there." Her speech.
"Sorry, our clothes are wet and dirty, Ma'am. We want to borrow a change of clothes." said Lutfia.
"When you want to change clothes outside, let's go through the back door is okay." said Mbak Ratna.
It turns out that Mrs Ratna is not only beautiful, but she is kind and friendly. They went in and waited for the host to get clothes for them in front of the back toilet.
Moments later, Ratna came with two shirts over Lula and Lutfia who were waiting for her in front of the back toilet.
"This is his boss's shirt, or his subordinates?" ratna asked as she handed the clothes she was holding to Lula and Lutfia.
"It's okay, ma'am. Sorry to bother." said Lutfia.
"Related you? Your skirt is so dirty." asked Lula.
Lutfia opened her skirt.
"My internal leggings are still clean, it's okay for a while." Lutfia Sahut. "I changed clothes first, Ma'am." she said then went into the toilet.
Lula waited, Lula's subordinate clothes were not as dirty as Lutfia's clothes.
After changing clothes, Lula and Lutfia say goodbye to the owner of the house, do not forget to say a lot of thanks. They headed to the courtyard of the house, Mr. Hardi was still faithfully waiting there.
"Can't you still take the bike, Miss Lut?" ask Mr. Hardi to Miss Lut.
"This is God still can, sir." replied Miss Lut.
"Something's sick, isn't Miss Lut, Miss Lula?" ask again.
"Nothing, don't know it later" replied Lula.
"I was surprised, there was a mobile puskesmas car, why no one approached to help, looked at the cake badly or not an accident." murmured Mr. Hardi.
"Already, Sir. What matters is that Lula and I are okay, no one is hurt." said Ms. Lut.
"Later noon directly find a masseur only, afraid now it does not hurt, tomorrow it can not move." suggested Mr. Hardi.
"Yes, we go home first, sir. Thank you." said Lula
Lutfia took her motorcycle out of the house, as did Mr. Hardi.
Once at home, Lula immediately cleaned his body and changed clothes, then he laid his body in his room.he just went out to pray and eat, then rebagan again.
About four in the afternoon while Lula was still lying in her room, suddenly Lutfia had appeared at the door of her room. Lula looked over, though,
"Sir, I'm the same Mr. Hardi would like a massage at De Rumi's place, Ms. Lula would like to come, no?" tanyakanya.
"I think I'm okay, nobody's sick. I'm not coming." said Lula.
"Is it really okay? fear of pain only appear tomorrow morning." said Lutfia.
"I don't have to, besides I have never been sorted, afraid after being sorted even my body is getting sick all the more." explained Lula.
"Yaudah, I'm staying." said Lutfia.
"Yes." said Lula.
Lutfia left Lula's room.
It seemed like it was enough for Lula to fall, Lula came out, curious about the voices she had heard since.
It turns out that in the yard of Mbah Tari house is being held a race for children in order to enliven the commemoration of the HUT Proclamation of Indonesian Independence. The competition includes eating crackers, jogging oranges, carrying marbles with spoons, water clubs, inserting pencils into bottles, and the most interesting is the crying race.
Lula's approaching, man,
News about the fall of Lula was already spread to Mbah Tari's ears. Lula viral donk.
As Lula sat on the porch of Mbah Tari's house, he approached.
"So Lek Rudin said You fell in the got?" tanya Mbah Tari's.
"It's not in the Mbah got, it's an irrigation canal, the water is clean. Lula is fine." replied Lula while showing off her body swaying left and right.
"Where were you wearing the clothes?" ask Mbah Tari again.
"The dirty, Mbah. Yes I soak in laundry soap." replied Lula.
"Don't soak, you should have been torn directly using scissors and then throw it into the river to throw bad luck." Mbah Tari said.
"Yes, Mbah. I'll throw it away." Reply Lula did not want to argue with her symbol.
Waduh, Sewage. That's my only khaky Pemdaku uniform, and it's still good. I also do not have the money to buy a new one anymore, indeed what artist will change clothes.inner Lula.
A walk to the park, ria,
there's still a cleaning officer there,
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