Girl Without Nasab & Ningrat Son

Free yourself!

After several days of various events to welcome independence from volleyball matches to other events, it is now done at night in the residential area of Indi and Satria. In the Javanese tradition itself there is a night of tirakatan held. Usually the fathers will follow a prayer together, a night of contemplation to appreciate the merits of the hero, and also gather together.

Before following the night of the tyranny, Satria helped Indi put his two little heroes to sleep first. Too sorry for his wife if later had to put her own children to sleep.

"Dipped the lights well, so Nakula and Sadewa can be splintered," said Satria.

"Yes, Mas. Until midnight, huh dong? Usually it is night time until late at 12 pm," asked Indi.

"Yes, Honey. You will be bobok first. Don't wait for me, you're tired all day" said Satria.

Satria is not a selfish man. He did not mind when he arrived home and Indi slept first. For her, Indi as a housewife and at the same time having two babies at home also requires to rest and sleep enough. Maybe more than 00:00 tonight Satria can just go home. Because, that's how the night is usually done every year.

"Wait on the jacket, Mas. The wind is tight," said Indi.

"Yes, starting a few weeks every night the wind is very tight. That morning was cold. Ready, darling .. I'll wear my jacket. Thanks a lot well, I've been noticed," Satria replied.

Finally at approximately 20:00 when Nakula and Sadewa were asleep, Satria prepared to change clothes. At once Indi brought a jacket for her husband. Even Indi helped her husband put on a jacket.

"You took good care of me, my dear. It's amazing" said Satria.

"You treated me well, too, Mom. Let's both do our best until we age later. Never change well," pinta Indi.

Satria then kissed his wife's forehead first. After that, Satria hugged his wife tightly. Every time he hugged Indi, his love was always overflowing. Even sometimes to get out of the house just feels reluctant, preferring to be at home with his wife and children.

"Yes already, I left first well, Yang. There is no need to wait for me, you just bob," said Satria again.

"Yes, Mas. Careful well. The jacket should not be removed well .. cold because."

Finally, Indi brought her husband to the front of the house. Actually, at night there are mothers who also gather. Only, Indi did not come because he had to keep Nakula and Sadewa at home.

Towards a field in a residential area not so far from home, Satria gathered with other fathers. Sit on a mat and follow the night of contemplation considering the services of the hero. Everything calmly followed, then carried out several speeches from the chairman of RT and some community leaders who were there.

In addition, national anthems reverberate the night to welcome Indonesian independence. Everyone followed him solemnly. Until more than 00.00 pm then the event is finished, after previously closed with dinner together first.

"Follow last night, Mas Satria. Mumpung tomorrow holiday," said Mr. RT.

"I'm going home, Mr. RT. It's almost 01:00 in the morning" Satria replied.

Finally, once all the events were over, Satria chose to hurry home. I miss his wife and kids at home. When Satria entered the house, apparently Indi was still waiting for her husband.

"Well, you haven't bobbed, honey?" ask Satria.

"Not yet, I was deliberately waiting, really. It's not good to be alone, cold," Indi replied.

"It's early morning, honey. Bobok was okay first. I change clothes and wash my hands and wash my feet first, Yang."

"So actually don't wait for me. This very night. Do not let you sleep less" said Satria.

"It can't be broken by itself. I need it, "indi replied.

"Yuk, sleep. Tomorrow's flag ceremony, Yang."

Now they both laugh together. It was so late at night that the two even joked about the flag ceremony. Indi until ticklish.

"You used to be a flag officer, didn't you?" ask Indi.

"No, Yang. I'm in charge of guarding my heart for you" replied Satria.

Duh, listening to what Satria said, Indi again chuckled amusedly. Just this time also her husband had her over at midnight like this. Even so, the taste is pleasant and flowery for Indi.

"Udah, Mom. Don't be a pussy, bobok."

"Tomorrow night we hoist the flag ourselves well, Yang. May Nang-Nang be a spit," said Satria.

"Well, this shit. Papa Satria's code is getting more diverse."

"Hehehe. Must dong. If you could. We also have to be free. Free to visit swargaloka together."

Indi chuckled while shaking her head listening to her husband. Amusedly. Who would have thought Satria interpreted independence with the freedom to visit swargaloka together.

"I'll watch the flag-raising and lowering ceremony on television tomorrow, Mas. Live," said Indi.

"Byeah, I'll be tomorrow. Nakula and Sadewa. Let's get rame," Satria replied.

"Not so watch who is even nurturing Nakula and Sadewa dong," Indi replied.

The two then began to close their eyes. It was so late, but there were sweet things they talked about together. To be an independent couple, free in the sense of remaining responsible. Have room to soak up the sweetness of love's nectar. Free yourself!

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Dear Loyal Reader,

The Author wants to say the 78th Anniversary of the Independence of the Republic of Indonesia, hopefully we are all always healthy, successful, and become useful individuals for others. Keep the spirit well everything.

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