Getting Married Late
#43
In the sky that is getting more and more blue
Autumn leaves have been bleating
Signs the season has been changed
Your markings remain ternanti
On a sunny day stings my retina until it blinks
But the ones that are still alive are still alive
Bait Hari by Nur Hafizqi
The eighth day in the month of Shawwal in Pekalongan is called by the term Syawalan, this is the real Lebaran for the citizens of Pekalongan and surrounding communities. After observing the sunnah fast for six days after the Eid al-Fitr holiday, which is the 2nd to 7th of Shawwal, they again celebrated this second victory.
This tradition has been hereditary since the days of our ancestors, each corner makes a characteristic of their respective regions, such as the giant lupis made by the citizens of Krapyak Pekalongan City, Gunungan or giant tumpeng containing rice megono in Linggo Asri Kajen tourist Park, there is also the longest lindri getuk made by the people of Ambukembang Kedungwuni Village, and many others.
During the day bakda dhuhur Atif was sitting in the living room chair of Lula's house. The young man who wears mocca-colored trousers and a white collared t-shirt stripes across his back and chest and has 1990 inscriptions on his chest and back, probably the year of his birth, or maybe he just bought it.
Faithfully he waited for Lula to dress up.
Women if dandan long really, so what do you try. gerutu Atif.
After according to the old Atif, the awaited also came out.
"It was very, very long" protested Atif.
"Ten minutes doang, long time from Hong Kong." said Lula did not accept.
"Not had lunch yet, right?" ask Atif.
"What do you want to eat from home?" answer at once ask Lula.
"No need, you will not eat the food there." replied Atif.
"Come, go!" bring Lula.
"Not saying yes first?" ask Atif who took the time to throw himself backward.
"Mak e from this morning went Syawalan, he joined the group to Krapyak by car. This morning I was ready" replied Lula.
"Oos.. Come on!" get Atif to grab Lula's hand out of the house.
They also left the village to go to the restaurant and fishing Kulu Asri. The purpose of the house departed a little unfortunate so as not to be too crowded, it turns out that there the atmosphere is still crowded.
The parking lot of the vehicle that was originally inside was now new until the location had been stopped by the parking attendant.
"I order first, what do you want to drink, pih?"
Lula asked Atif when he got to the cashier and place of booking, because if waiting for the waiter when he arrived at the dinner table might be very long because the atmosphere is very crowded.
"Es an orange, I'm looking for an empty table." Sahut Atif's.
"Siip, man,"
Lula approached the place of booking, still waiting for the queue, even though there are 3 people serving the reservation.
"Sir, I want to order a package of 2, 2 portions of the edge of the drink replaced ice orange yes." Lula spoke while pointing to the menu book to the waiter.
"Eh.. Sorry, Ma'am. For the 2nd package while empty because the six-ounce fish is up." replied the waiter.
"What is it, Ma'am?"
"The smallest gourami fish is 10 ounces, Ma'am. That's enough for 2 people." replied the waiter.
Wadoh.before anything is as good as both.inner Lula.
"So what, Ma'am? Or want to order another package?" ask waiter.
"That's all, Ma'am. Gurami grilled one, drank iced orange, added tempe mendoan 6 ya." replied Lula.
"Okay, is there more?"
"The salad is raw." - Pinta Lula.
"Raw patch, sip." said the waiter while writing the order, "Which table is it, Ma'am?" ask again.
"That's Ma'am, the saung facing North which there is a guy wearing a white shirt" said Lula pointed to the whereabouts of Atif.
"Oh, that's patin 2, ma'am. On whose behalf is this Mama?"
"On behalf of Atif yes, Ma'am." replied Lula.
"Okay, please wait at the table patin 2 yes, Ma'am."
"His savory fish ran out that for the package, Pih. It's 1kg, so just order one for two, it's okay?" report Lula to the lover.
"It's okay, sit here don't be there." replied Atif as he patted the floor beside him.
Lula inched closer and leaned against the wall of the saung made of bamboo stems. A sense of stubbornness and awkwardness and groggy began to wander in his body, because he was only this time his body was close to Atif.
Waiting for the order to come will also be long. Lulapun took HP from his wallet, playing his favorite aquadro game.
Long time waiting for the message, long time my throat crisp also like grilled fish. Inner Lula
Suddenly Atif robs Lula of HP.
"Far here just play HP, mingling at home." grumbled Atif.
"Boss," said Lula.
"Madep here let's not be bored," tell Atif.
Lula just laughed lightly blushing in embarrassment.
"Kok laughs instead, let's go here!" said Atif again.
Lula just glanced at a glance then he threw his gaze again to look ahead to the people who were fishing in the pond, he now plays the fingers of both hands.
Once again Atif seized what became Lula's toy, he now took Lula's right hand, held Lula's right hand with his left, while his right hand stroked and played it.
Lula's heart pounded again, cold heat spread throughout his body. now he could not play anything but return the hand of Atif.
"I can finally hold this hand" Atif said. "I used to be desperate when I heard you were dating a Tegal wong" he said.
"Mimih, I want to ask please answer honestly. Have you ever had intercourse with a Tegal wong?" ask Atif in a serious tone.
Getting such a question Lula's heart seemed to be dysentile.
What do you think I am a girl?
Lula took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. Lula turned her face to look at the person who was waiting for an answer from her.
"Honestly, by God we're just kissing." replied Lula steadily.
"Didn't you stay at his house a few times?" guess Atif again is still trying to trap Lula who knows what happened.
"Two times I stayed at his house, there I slept with Izur, if you don't believe Izur" Lula said.
"The madman persuaded me several times, but thank God I was able to escape from him. By Allah I've never done that with that lunatic or anyone" Lula said, still staring at Atif's eyes.
Atif still silently looked into Lula's eyes, he tried to find a lie there, but he did not find it.
"I believe in you, and keep him good for me until we're officially a couple." pinta Atif.
Three servants came to the saung they occupied. Lula pulled her hand from Atif's.
"Order on behalf of Mas Atif?" said one of the passengers in a half-questioning tone.
"Yes, Ma'am." said Lula.
The three of them placed Lula's order on the table. Lula observes his ordered foods like something is wrong, it turns out that the order is not there because it comes fried sambal, while Lula orders raw sambal.
"The raw patch doesn't exist, Ma'am?" ask Lula to the servant.
"Sorry, Ma'am. So many orders so no one has had time to make the message Mbak." replied one of them apologizing for their service.
"Oo. yeah, it's okay too, Ma'am."
The three servants left the table. Lula took one of the matted plates of coconut lidi that had been covered with banana leaves and poured rice there put it in front of Atif, then just took it for himself.
They enjoy the food that has been served at the table greedily because the stomach is very hungry, especially Atif has arrived at Lula's house since 10 am. Every now and then they laugh as their fingers collide when taking part of the same fish.
Lula unceasingly thanked God, had been met with people who had loved him all this time.
May he be my soul mate and from his ribs I am created. Haduh, really not the words of the pearl. Where I may have been created from his ribs, whereas when I was born, he may not have been programmed by his father and mother. 🤣🤣🤣
Thank you God for the blessings you have given me today.
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Savory fish, fish,
Stay in the trace and thank you.
