It's Not My fault, Sir!

Chapters 125. Seeing the Arakarakan Bride Circumcision

With a sullen face, Juan Mahardika went outside the house to the terrace. Can't mengikmatisawo very desirable. The ones that fell were dirty and could no longer be enjoyed.

Elfa asked her husband to leave the house. There is a sapodilla tree belonging to the front neighbor of the house. The fruit is very thick and mostly not old.

Unfortunately, the owner of the house is not at home. Juan Mahardika had to wait for his owner to come home. Only unfortunately the saliva kept wanting to drip nonstop.

"Am I allowed to pick just one without permission first?"

"Eee, can't dong, Akak. Sin dong is called stealing."

"I don't want to eat just one, baby!'

"No, don't teach our baby twins a bad thing!"

"So how dong, Akak can't take it anymore?"

"The tree has not matured yet, Akak. We go to the market yok, there must be sapodilla there!"

"Nobody looks in the market, El at home will be tired."

"Aren't you sure you're going to go to the market?"

"Remain sure, El doesn't have to come?"

With confidence, Juan Mahardika set out for the market alone. Enter the market by wearing a mask and hat so as not to look bulenya face. A market area that sells fruit.

There was only one merchant who sold sapodilla fruit. There are only a few kilos available. Juan Mahardika asked his sword, "Piro sekilo. Ma?'am?'

"Special free for the Mas to kiss my cheek!" said the Trader with a faint trembling voice.

"Astag."

Juan Mahardika regressed her legs in shock. The merchant was his face like a man in general when silent. However, when talking looks like a woman.

Fortunately there was a middle-aged mother who hit the fruit merchant's shoulder while joking, "Satan who stuck up there!" his yell.

"Mother, this is a real human being" she replied, patting her on the chest.

"If you're always flirting with male customers, it's called the devil!"

Juan Mahardika chose the sapodilla to buy. Put in plastic and put it on the scales, "That's how much is it?"

"Eee don't want to be given free Mas?"

"No, I am not deviled by the devil" replied Juan Mahardika in a stern voice.

"Waaah failed to seduce the handsome mas, this is fifty thousand."

"Thank you."

Juan Mahardika leaves the market. Sometimes amused themselves when dealing with one type but different nature. The behavior that makes ilfil if it meets the type like that.

Out of the market there was a procession of horses being rode by boys in Muslim clothes. Koko clothes complete with sarong and songkoknya. There is also a jockey who is in control of the horse to be able to walk slowly.

"What's that way, sir?" juan Mahardika asked the parking attendant.

"The circumcision bride" he answered

Juan Mahardika frowned at the parking attendant's reply. Wonder what is meant by a circumcision bride. What the bride knows is one pair of married people.

"Just look for information on the internet, later if asked El must be said kudet," monologue Juan Mahardika himself while opening the phone.

One day before the H day of circumcision is usually the child who is also called the circumcision bride will be entertained first. The child will be dressed in a circumcision-mediated garment. Customary clothing in Indonesia is different.

The first stage parades the circumcision bride by surrounding the village. The circumcision bride will ride a horse or also a stretcher accompanied by a row of tambourines sometimes there is also a pencak silat show. The goal is to provide entertainment or give joy and enthusiasm to the child that tomorrow he will get a new experience, namely the experience of circumcision.

Juan Mahardika smiled reading the unique customs in Indonesia are diverse. Remember Mommy Vera only took her to the hospital when she was circumcised. After that just rest for three days for recovery.

Mommy Vera doesn't hold any events at home. Given the different beliefs with Daddy Hans Mahardika and there is no custom for the Australian community like Indonesia. The most important thing is to practice Sharia also for the sake of health.

Juan Mahardika just stood looking at the parade of circumcision brides snaking on the roadside. Waiting until you finish passing the highway. Sometimes just smiling yourself can get through something unique after marrying Elfa.

It used to be always struggling with work, women and foya-foya. Now life is more colorful and more vibrant. Can feel life simple but condition with the meaning of life.

Arriving home, Juan Mahardika headed straight for the kitchen. There is no Elfa there is only Bude Marmi and the other family is cooking. Sitting on the dining table chair there is already sapodilla that has been peeled and cut like this morning.

"It's just a meal, why rush to the market?" ask Bude Marmi.

"It's over said Pakde earlier."

"Stay buying in the neighbor in front of the house does not need to go all the way to the market."

"So the neighbor wasn't home, Bude."

"The guy was in the river with us."

"Ooo."

Juan Mahardika only saw a few pieces of sapodilla. Because the shape is the same as it was this morning, the feeling is still imagined what passes through the river. So that not too antusiaa enjoy the sweetness of sapodilla fruit.

Following Elfa resting in the room, Elfa was massaging her own legs while straightening her legs on the bed, "Why her legs, dear?"

"It's so tired, Akak. Only the way back and forth the river house."

"Do you want to prepare warm water for foot remdam?"

"There's Nany Sofia, she's the one who told him to prepare, Akak."

"I can't if that's it either."

"El believed Akak could, but El wanted to be sorted as well after being soaked."

Juan Mahardika smiled devilly, "That's Akak's skill right now, take it easy."

Elfa shook her head, if the husband who did that address would be a plus-plus therapy. The body is tired, not just the feet. If you want to refuse certainly can not because the husband can always relax and enjoy if it is in action.

"If I'm the same there must be a plus-plus, El is very tired."

"Later I can't stand it, there's no way I can't stand it either."

"No need, Akak. Please just call Nany Sofia!"

"Well, wait a minute I'll change my clothes first."

"I'm sorry, Akak."

"No problemo, honey."

Just now Juan Mahardika went outside the room, there was a noise in the courtyard of the house. Juan Mahardika rushed to run towards the terrace of the house after closing the door. Didn't want Elfa to also run along to rest in peace.

There are many families and neighbors who are clustered under sapodilla trees. There was a man in white who was in the middle of sitting holding his stomach. There was also a voice of mutual anger toward the man, "What's the matter Pakde?" ask JuanMahardika.