
Pov Khaul
I entered the room shortly after downing a glass of water given Arjuna.Entah where it came from I can choke.Magain why bulek know if I was glancing with Arjuna.And yes why do not I think if That's Arjuna....Arjuna Adhitama Nagara's...And why didn't I see his car parked in the front yard this afternoon when I got home.
Strange basic human.I also tried to remember the voice of the phone yesterday.And it turns out true that I know the voice of the phone.This is the person....I took a deep breath.Disposing him slowly several times to calm my shaky soul and body.
Honestly I really miss him.I really want to meet him.But do not know why my heart and mind can not be in line.I have not been able to accept this reality.But what I have to do if it is true Arjuna will be long stay here.I have to get out of here.Or I have to.
What will be said by the bulek and lek sir if I leave here.But I can't stay in one house with the person who made me like this.
Tok.dok...
My bedroom door was knocked a few times.
"Lula there's a big buk baras coming to visit you" the voice from behind the door belonged to the bulek.
"Yes a bulek" I answered, then put on a veil
Actually I was lazy to go out of the room.Because I will definitely meet with Arjuna.My house is very small, there are only 3 bedrooms one living room one family room used for the dining room and one kitchen.But buk big Laras come to visit me.Buk Gede Laras is my father's cousin's brother who lives one village from kasian he's a long way away from coming back that night again if I don't see him.
I walked out of the room.My bedroom door likes to squeak when it is opened.Perhaps because this door is old, but, older than my age even.Eyes eagle who seemed to deliberately watch the door of this room directly towards me.And I hate it.I hate the gaze that makes it difficult to stand on the ground well on this earth.
I see Buk gede already sitting mingled with lek Arjuna and a boy.I forget what the name of buk gede.Buk gede children have two children whose one daughter is the same age as me and one man is younger than me by a few years.
I experienced my bouquet and then I kissed the back of her hand.After that she embraced me very tightly.
"You healthy?"ask buk big while rubbing my back.
"Alhamdulillah Lula is healthy, how are you?"I answered while asking how.
"Alhamdulillah Lula." he said.
"Lula this is Amar..do you remember nduk?"ask him again, pointing towards the boy who came with him. I nodded, but I didn't see him,and he also lowered his head smiling at me.See he is so handsome now.Had been when he was a child he always followed my father to my house if my father went to visit the big buk.Amar always said he would marry me if he grew up.
He said he liked me because I was in 6th grade while Amar was in 1st grade he saw me good at fighting he said, While Amar was very calm and liked to be hurt by his friends he said, The thoughts of children are sometimes very innocent.
"Amar uda can't wait to see you La. he said kangen" said buk gede made me pack lek and bulek who just came from the kitchen smiling, smile, except for Arjuna who was sitting right in front of Amar.His face wry unpleasant.Entah why do I feel happy to see his face wry.
There was a prank in my mind.Bukkan bulek Pak lek did not know that I was the wife of Arjuna aka Tama.
I saw Amar bowed.Since then Amar only smiled occasionally and bowed.He really is a dream man.I'm sure Akhlaknya also must be much better than the man in front of him.
"Lula....Amar was ashamed that if you nanya so"struck while glancing at Amar whose face began to change.
"hihihi..how is Sri buk gede...is Sri already have many children?"I turned the conversation aside.Tak want to see the person sitting in front of Amar be subjected to a heart attack and die in front of my eyes.
"Sri's son is already on big Lula...His marriage is 18 years old.pas finished Mondok"clear buk big...
Almost the average person in the village married at a very young age.Especially those who mondok, after the age is quite directly married.As for me.My age is 30 years married by accident, and less fortunate because my husband betrayed.
"Alhamdulillah yes buk gede....Amar how many kids are you?"I pretended to ask if I knew Amar wasn't married.
"Amar ya nduk nwah nduk.masih no one fit he said"buk gede who instead answered him.Sedang Amar just silently smiled.
"Indeed want to find what else Mar.ntar you do not sell Mar...Don't choose Mar too much, the most important thing is his behavior" I replied as I glanced at Arjuna who was busy playing his phone.
"It's exactly that big bang rush here La...Amar wants you to be his wife" answered buk gedeku while holding my fingers that have begun to cool.Buk gedeku always cleplas ceplos when talking.
Arjuna looks like a very sultry person by wagging his shirt.Bulek and Pak Lek look at each other to hear the word buk gede.While I just fell silent.Bingung what I want to convey.
"I really mbak Lula" suddenly Amar said.Very firm and sound really.This child is amazingly very brave.
I moved, moving my body to sit next to the bullek this time.
"Amar.mbak taste Amar thought first...Amar is young.Our age is 5 years.Mbak Lula is not a woman...Amar is also Lula's cousin...We are sodara Amar" I replied somewhat doubtfully.
"Amar tau...And Amar has been thinking about this for a long time...Amar is waiting for Lula...Amar did not ask Mbak Lula to answer this tonight.Amar will wait for the answer mbak Lula later when mbak Lula is ready.Tonight Amar and ibuk just want to bercilaturrahmi" replied Amar at length.I just smile.Tak answer anything.
"Oalah.from this water uda so cold.ayo mbak yu... Amar..drunk" said bulek break the tension ...
"Yes Tih.thank you...This is Tama your lanang son yes" asked buk gede
"Oh yes mbak yu...This is Tama only until this afternoon" replied bulek patting the Back of Arjuna aka Tama.Arjuna who at that time only smiled thinly, although still clearly visible face that is wry.
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