Idol Man, Never Leave a Trace with Hurt A Woman's Heart
Episode 59's. The city of Labuan Batu.
That morning, a vehicle carrying three beautiful girl passengers rolled off
heading out of town. The driver is a young man full of responsibility.
They are none other than. Mardo was wearing bluish colored glasses
sit near the driver. The girl let her shoulder-length hair down. He looks
enjoying the journey. His view cannot be separated from the plantation
oil palm all the way through.
The vehicle drove towards the town of Labuan Batu. The sun is getting warm but not yet
the morning coolness.
They began to leave the city for another small town. About two hours
they will arrive at Aunt Shanen's residence in Labuan Batu city.
"Aunt Shanen this is our three-foot-old son, he's married to a man from the city
Labuan Stone."
Khairani tells about Aunt Shanen, she also actually does not really understand
family genealogy. Until his father made a painting on display at home
about their family tree. Khairani once visited his uncles and aunts
before leaving for Jakarta to study.
Khairani wants her cousin to also recognize her uncle and aunt. Even if once in a lifetime
lived. Because Mardo will soon return to Jakarta and do not know when to have time
to the hometown. And Mardo welcomed the idea. He was very keen to recognize
papi's brothers and sisters, his cousins. As long as he had never met
aunts and uncles, as well as cousins. Only Khairani, whom he knew.
After passing through the city and the market, they finally turned into a street
towards aunt Shanen's house. Along the way, that's enough for a car.
Rubber plantations stretched on the left and right, as well as the sounds of the birds
welcoming sun.
"After this rubber garden, then we get to the housing of the residents."
Khairani said, "It's really cool here, the atmosphere is peaceful and cool."
"Hemmm, fresh here Khairani, can't wait to see Aunt Shanen, does she remember me?"
Mardo looked at the rubber trees on the left and right.
His eyes felt fresh and
soul calm. It is very different from the atmosphere in Jakarta.
And the voices of the boy who shouted, laughing sounded faint.
The scent of a housing estate smelled, they entered the countryside.
Stopped at the gate before further entering the housing.
Some young people were leaping from inside a stilt house
it is called the godang house.
Riza and Khairani open the door and meet the young men.
"Todio do hamu brother and sister?" (Where are you brothers and sisters?"
They spoke something in the regional language, Riza and Khairani mangut-mangut
and back to the car.
"Thank you Bang!"
Riza waved her hand.
The young men went back up to the godang house, and they chatted
on it. Some read the Quran. Sweet and soothing to the soul.
Khairani said, the godang house is a place to meet and gather men
to take care of the village and the people.
Once a month the men came to the house of Godang right at the gate
that village. There's a lot they talk about. About rubber garden, about
bathhouse steps that need to be repaired, madrasah to problems
sick residents, children who drop out of school, to the road that began to be filled with grass
and weeds. Each person addresses the problems of the population that they
represent.
Riza pulled over the vehicle in the courtyard of the deserted and hollow stage house.
Almost all of the houses in the village were stage houses. The reason is because
the village is still inhabited by many wild animals. For safety
then all the residents made a stage house. Some are very tall, medium and
low, depending on taste. Coincidentally this aunt Shanen's house was among the tall ones.
There are several stairs that they must pass until they can enter the house.
Must be careful and should not be wrong, because it can slip and fall. Below
there are a lot of gravel.
A girl poked out in front of the door, smiling kindly and brightly
up, she's Aunt Shanen's son. " Come brother, I'll help you."
He reached out to help Mardo up. The girl with great difficulty
step one by one through the first, second, third, stairs,
fourth, fifth, sixth to last. There are seven stairs. All hold
the breath saw the difficult as well as the fear of the girl. Riza came closer just in case
if Mardo loses his balance. But he finally succeeded, and said
thank God with his joy.
Furthermore Khairani, Yulia and Riza, they had no difficulty going through the stairs
those. Make Mardo stupefied. "K-kok y'all are so relaxed going through
that ladder? it's amazing."
"Clearly, Brother, we have often climbed down the stairs like this, in the city was still
a lot of high stilt houses, taller than our aunt's."
Mardo just rounded his lips to form a furup O.
"So you guys sit here, I'll make you some tea first."
The girl rushed to the back.
"Don't bother Amlan, where are aunt and uncle?"
Khairani followed behind while Mardo, Yulia and Riza noticed
the various cakes on the stretched tikas.
"This is the dodol of Mardo's brother, if all the villagers are cooking it.
They alternate from one house to another. Cook it up
royong is abuzz."
Back Mardo made round his lips.
"Cock in your house no Li, it's over, huh?"
Mardo saw the food, some were cut into pieces. But there are also
which is still in its place is woven from coconut leaves. Hemmm
the food is unique, thought Mardo. He tried to eat it and
hemm he tasted sweet savory on the tongue. He liked.
"Omak and I are going to the big brother, there's a rubber sale today.'
Amlan, aunt Shanen's youngest son tells Khairani.
"Omak told me to serve my brothers if I come here."
The girl was friendly and well mannered, she brought the glasses to the living room
and pour hot sweet tea.
"Come brother, bang on a drink, but it's still hot."
Amlan, smile. They talk about many things, so it does not feel time has
day shift. Amlan prepared them for lunch. Mother/mac
had cooked the chicken gulai this morning before leaving for the rubber auction.
Amlan just warms up and sets it on a plate and serves it.
Not too much to serve, just warm rice, chicken gulai, and,
saute siminyak leaves, tempeh, tofu, crackers, lalap and sambal.
Back Mardo felt the sensation of pleasure typical food of a village.
Siminyak leaves are almost similar to melinjo leaves in Jakarta and in Java. It's just
siminyak leaves are more slippery and savory. It is delicious to taste the forest leaves.
Khairani already told me about siminyak leaves.
After enjoying an amazingly delicious meal, a gust of wind blew by
through the window made the girls feel sleepy. Aunt and Uncle haven't
also back. Mardo, Khairani and Yulia fell into a deep sleep.
Riza has gone home. Khairani told him to return to the city.
Khairani decides to stay one night at Shanen's aunt's house, because
they haven't met aunts and uncles. I understand and will not
scolding Riza.
Seriate.
