Girls Pay For Young Masters
Joglo House
On their way back into the car, Leandra stopped instantly. Making a slender body Aligned busy making sure the inn does not spill, accidentally hit the back of a sturdy tall man, Leandra. The simple collision resulted in two bananas falling from the arms of Alasaras.
"Hi! You you?" protest long haired girl.
A moment later, he wondered what caused Leandra's eyes to sparkle. It turns out that this man and three new friends were found no longer taking selfies - selfies.. Instead of busy observing and capturing the crowd of village children who lined up accordingly, around while carrying oncor[1].
They were more amazed, after the gamelan package although not as complete as the puppet show, but the sound was more than amazing, crossing four young foreign men from the metropolitan city. The traditional musical instrument is paraded in rows using rickshaws, carts, and more complete components raised on a Chevrolet[2].
As she understood them, easing her desire to debate Leandra, she chose to immediately re-enter the car. Long he waited for his new friends were willing to release observations that look exciting.
With reluctant motion, finally Rush car drove. Bring them back down the streets that are getting quieter and quieter. Until an alley with a width of no more than one car asked the guide to cross.
The road shook because it was no longer based on asphalt, bothering the occupants of the car looking for where the speed of this car will pull over. Sure enough, finally after the third turn, the car stopped.
Joglo House with a simple concept that seems old, presents two women who are no less old, even one sitting on an old wheelchair.
The woman who at the beginning of the journey was found Rio shed tears, now running with the same tears. It seemed that this time was somewhat different, not sorrow or fret. Rio who came out the earliest after grabbing his bag, also followed after Selaras. Standing behind the back of the girl who now kissed the hands of two women then hugged her repeatedly.
"Monggo .. monggo .. saestu mlebet mawon[3]," a Javanese mother with a ring in her head invites them to enter using a language that is not really understood. Only to the extent it is understood that the expression and mimicry carried is typical manners of rural Java Timuran.
"Ngapunten, omahe Selaras sae sanget ngantos confused minarakaken mas mbak niki teng pundi[4]," again the friendly women chattered with language they could not digest. Smiling is the best way to compensate.
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On the other hand, Leandra is still trying to justify the loyal car parking position accompanying the long journey of Jakarta ⎼ Trenggalek. He who came out last still found the cashier Bee Mart faithful in the same position. Together with the bag that fell on the ground, bent his legs to align with the old woman who was in a wheelchair.
While repeatedly wiping away the tears, Aligned carried an awkward smile forced. He seems to be exchanging stories with women who may be more than 80 years old, alleged Leandra, the frail grandmother.
This girl was not as jutek or as cold as expected that had been imprinted on the head of this semi-Dutch-faced young man. Leandra was stunned, standing staring at two family members.
The young man who became a fugitive of his own family, remembering for a moment each family member he avoided to run to this distant place.
Sufficient and ending the view on such a moving scene while guessing the possibilities. Will there be similar scenes in her family?
Not because of the high cost of peace or anything, which is certain in the traditional dictionary of the Baz family, will not and cannot be found hugging or blue haru as caught in the sight of his eyes at this time. Because Leandra family does not have a female figure in it. Only an older sister is the same as him, 'just as unclear' .
The handle of life in the family of the man who is now contemplating his own condition is only two men who are defined as grandfather and father.
Unfortunately, the father withdrew from his world, arguing that he wanted to continue living after fifteen years of serving the wife's long-return family. Leandra did not accept, she did not want all the responsibilities that were not fully understood to be passed on to her just like that. To be honest, the fugitive young man of this family was disappointed, the father should have told him the fundamental reason for his departure.
The journey to Surabaya is not just to escape, he has a primary goal, which is to find a man named Hiyugo Pratama, the father who went unilaterally just like that, shawal month has even become the fifth month of his departure.
The long-haired young man was still busy with contemplation, not willing to budge when Aligned pushed the wheel from the chair that supported his grandmother. He finished a simple house that did not yet appear his male figure.
In addition, the young man who has lentic eyelashes similar to the VOC noni-noni was apparently being intrigued by the precision box-shaped Joglo house that has a roof towering in the same order as the trapezoidal build. The residence in front of him was caught too foreign. Full wooden face wall from top to base. While the left side that is now caught by his eyes is more unique, half made of bricks, half more wood with a face like peluris.
Leandra enjoyed the observation too much, not realizing the owner of the house was approaching again, asking him to enter with polite gestures not similar to the previous fierce charming interference.
The black-haired girl who was bent carelessly had moved her two fingers to set aside strands of hair that were stringy randomly covering the earlobes. The Harmony gesture produced the young man's smile, "I didn't see your father?" Leandra is that. Think later, ask first. He was the type of person who was curious since he was a boy whose age was still a single digit number. So, don't be surprised if he's impressed.
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Just entering a precision box house, it turns out that the living room is also a box with an area that is difficult to guess. Wider than expected. There is nothing similar to the standard living room of a metropolitan city. This space seems to be divided in two by naked eyes because there is no partition at all. However, clearly on the left side there is a circle of seats of woven rattan commonly called 'twisting' chairs, of course equipped with an ancient wooden table in the middle. Even the lights on it are also ancient, unique classic chandeliers that are often found in shops lined on Jalan Ir. H. Juanda, Ciputat.
Leandra was like an empty boy who was playing her eyes, she was making observations with a lamat-goal. It could be because the world of this young man is so much different, or he feels stranded into a colossal film.
Nana grinned at him, "Hi, here! Or do we just finish the food?" semi-Arab girl exclaims.
Leandra just realized the other friends were eating with a happy face, sitting on a wide colorful mat with a bowl and a plate lying filled with vegetables, side dishes, and so on, and a banana compote mixed with a charming pink pearl. Not to mention the movement of their hands without a spoon that looks greedy once. This hurried young man ran unwillingly off guard after the last three months of his life lacking food and money.
"Crazy! It's so delicious!"
Forgetting out there is the first takbir sound, the sign of Eid al-Fitr has come and is ready to be welcomed tomorrow morning.
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[1] Oncor is a Javanese word that means "Obor", so "Festival Oncor" means a tour of the village to commemorate certain days that use torches.
[2] Chevrolet says generalization of the type of pick up car. Or Metonymia is a magazine that uses a word that is a brand, kind, or other that is a unity of a word. Example: Cigarettes replaced Djarum or Gudang Garam. For the East Java people part 'Kulonan', the pick up car replaced Chevrolet.
[3] East Java 'Kulonan': "Please, please .. really welcome to enter,"
[4] "Sorry the house is too good, so confused to let the brothers where,"
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