Girl Without Nasab & Ningrat Son

Kampung Volleyball

A few weeks later ....

This time the villages in Jogjakarta began to prepare to welcome Indonesian independence. Likewise with the residential area where Indi and Satria live that preen with the ornaments of independence typical shades of red and white. There will be consecrated work also in the housing complex by painting the road and installing pennants or flags.

Likewise with the residence of Indi and Satria which now has a red and white flag flown in front of the house.

"What height, Yang?" satria asked by putting a red and white flag on a pole.

"Don't go high, Mom. Be careful, Mas," said Indi.

Satria smiled, the papa trying to put up a red and white flag. There was Indi and her two children waiting. Though only installing in front of the house, but Indi with Nang-Nang compact waiting for Papa Satria put up the flag. On the sidelines of Satria putting up the flag, there was Pak RT who came to the house of Satria, just to stop by.

"True Mas Satria. Welcoming independence, all citizens must put up a red and white flag" said Mr. RT.

Satria nodded her head. "Excite, Sir. Welcoming this independence, sir."

"Later in the afternoon join volleyball, Mas Satria. Just enliven it," take Mr. RT.

Satria then laughed. "Well, I'm not that good at volleyball, sir. Instead of making his team lose later," Satria replied.

"It's okay, it's just enliven Mas Satria. There is a race for mothers to also look up on the head and walk with a rag. Later if you want, Madam Indira can follow. At 17:00 in the afternoon, waiting in the field near the residential area."

After that, Mr. RT continued his journey. While Satria also finished to install the flagpole. After that, the family went back into the house.

"To be told to follow the volley, Yang," said Satria.

"That's okay, Mom. Just enliven," Indi replied.

"Yes, I'll come. Mama and Nang-Nang follow well, encourage Papa well?"

"Yes, Papa. Supported by Mama and Nang-Nang. Less what else try. Play volleyball is only supported by one house," said Indi.

Finally, they spent the day babysitting Nakula and Sadewa. In the afternoon, Indi and the children took turns bathing. While Satria who will play volleyball deliberately does not bathe. Exercise first, and then take a shower.

"Come, Pa. So playing volleyball? Nih Nakula and Sadewa are so cute. I'm ready to be Papa's supporter" said Indi.

Hearing what Indi said, Satria nodded her head. She changed into her clothes wearing pants and a sports shirt. Not forgetting to wear shoes.

"Why do you want to play volleyball or play ball? That's why I wear a soccer jersey anyway," Indi pointed to the shirt worn by her husband.

"His style Jersey ball, Mama. This part of the color is red, usually Papa's favorite football club is this. The color is red, welcoming independence," said Satria.

Indi laughed again, it was all because her husband even wore a football jersey, one of the clubs from the city of Manchester, England who wore red as his color. Finally they came out of the house by pushing a stroller owned by Nakula and Sadewa. Not to forget Indi brought a small backpack containing a small towel and drinking water for her husband.

"Later Nang-Nang if you are already big playing badminton and futsal with Papa well," said Satria while pushing his son's stroller.

"If ngajak Nang-Nang sports tomorrow, immediately invite two children loh, Pa," replied Indi.

"It's okay. Guys are cool at sports, Nang. Now, since you two have Papa, it's rarely a sport. The sport was diverted to your Mama" said Satria.

Satria laughed again. He continued to walk pushing the stroller model sitting owned by Nakula and Sadewa, until they arrived at the field in the residential area. There are already young Fathers preparing there, Mothers and children are also present to support their husbands or Fathers.

"That's rame. In this case, only know RT residents in this housing as much as this," said Indi.

"A lot of it, Yang. Most of them don't go out. Work, go home for a break. That's it."

Eventually Satria joined the gaffers and split in the team for a volleyball match. Mom looked at the other mothers. While acquaintance because there are some neighbors who are not familiar Indi. There are also children who play with their age. That afternoon suddenly the residential area of Satria became crowded.

"We are neighbors, just know now in fact," said a neighbor whose house is not so far from Indi.

"Yes, Mother. You rarely come out, too" Indi replied.

"Sama Ma'am, let alone me every day work. Coming home tired, just sleeping," replied the young mother.

Indi smiled, actually not surprised by the residential environment. Different in the area of the village as in the residence of Dad Pandu, where the residents are still so guyub get along. Still Indi remembered the event ahead of independence at his father's house much more. There is also a gathering of Fathers and Mothers of PKK, there is Posyandu active every month. In essence, there are many activities that make the citizens of one RT often gather and get along well with each other.

Finally, there was a neighbor whose face was not foreign. Yes, no stranger because he is one of the famous vocalists of the band who happens to live in Jogja. Many people talk about this person.

"That's the famous vocalist of the band, know not Mbak Indi?" ask another young mother.

"Know, Mom. I grew up with the band's songs" Indi replied.

"That's our neighbor, because it goes back and forth to Jakarta. Very kind and friendly people" replied another neighbor.

Apparently the neighbors who work as the vocalist of the band was one team with Satria. Now that the volleyball match has also started, Indi is focused on supporting her husband. Some are starting to support the famous singer.

"Mbak Indi faithfully supports her own husband" said several neighbors there.

"Indeed should support her own husband dong, ma'am," Indi replied.

"Her husband is also cute, still young, lucky Indi."

"Thank you, Mom."

Ordinary when the mothers have gathered will be like that. Indi also did not enter in the heart when the mothers praised her husband. For sure Indi came there to support and see her husband. Finishing the first round, Satria approached Indi. Quickly, Indi enjoyed taking out a small towel for her husband.

Some of the Fathers also said something to Satria in a joking tone. "Well, good Mas Satria. His wife brought a towel and drank."

"Sign up, sir," Satria replied with a nod of her head.

"Drink first well, Papa ampe keralakaran," said Indi.

"May dikit aja. You guys wait till it's over?" ask Satria.

"Yes, I'll go home with ya, Mom."

Finally afternoon until that evening, Indi faithfully became a supporter for her husband. It was fortunate that Nakula and Sadewa were also calm and did not cry. Even the boy looks how when his neighbors cheer when there is a team that managed to get a point.