Lala The Dancer

Lala the little dancer

"Come La here is a great view!!" farel shouted from the top of the tree. I looked up at him.

"Is it hard to ride?" ask me while looking up.

"No!! Anyway tight grip. Slowly upward. I was rich" said Farel from the top of the tree. I was very curious. Curse the tree trunk and start setting my feet. It's hard, it's a little hard, but I'm curious.

My breath was not bored when I got to the tree. Sitting on the same trunk as Farel.

"This is hard Rel, quite pegel," I said still while ngosan. Farel laughed shirkily.

"Look at the sight" said Farel as he spread his hand. I set my eyes ahead. Woooowww was amazed too. A view from another point of view I have never seen.

"That's our school Rel, seen from here," I said in amazement. The building looks small. Though to circle the field alone is enough ngosan. There is a river that runs before school. The river I used to cross when I wanted to go to school. It seemed to be flickering because it reflected the sunlight that afternoon.

"The flowers are good too. Rich sparkles that. The wind is also faster," I said again. The wind made my sweat dry quickly.

"good right. I said what!" farel said proudly.

I heard Mom's voice calling me. I looked down, Mama was looking for me. Hector's hand. A sister who's only a year apart from me.

"Here is Ma, Lala is here" I said, waving proudly.

"Goddessa. What if it falls. Down!!! Get down now!! Girl climbing a tree!!!" mama's scolding on me. I'm just grimacing. Hurry down slowly. It turns out that the descent is harder than the rise.

"Be careful" said Mama, capturing my body. Slowly drop it on the ground.

"Farel, you're down too!!" said Mama. Hahaha Farel also got sprayed.

Farel nodded and went down slowly. Mama caught Farel's body just like me. Up in the ground Mama twisted our bodies.

"There's no abrasions?" ask Mama with a worried look. I shake my head. Farel also rotated his body.

"Next time do not climb. Danger," said Mama after satisfied ransacking our bodies.

"Step climbing like a monkey" Hector said.

"You're the monkey!!" I said not accept.

"You!!!"

"You!!!" we accused each other of who the monkey was. I rarely get along with Hector.

"Have it!! It's already!! Let's go home all. Lala, you have to take a shower. Here's your dance class schedule. Farel took a shower there. It's late in the afternoon" said Mama holding my hand home. The three of us went home. Farel was returning to his house which was only three houses away from my house.

I drove Mama to the dance pendopo. There are a lot of friends of mine there. We warm up before the exercise. Ms. Joyo, our dance teacher started counting the movements. I move my body according to the count. Right pacak, left pacak, nyparagit, seblak sampur.

"Now we use music" said Bu Joyo, starting to tune music. Gamelan's voice sounded. I moved my body back to music. In harmony with my friend.

"Tomorrow don't be late. We make up before the stage. Remember the stage was watched by Mr. Mayor Joko Widodo. You guys should be excited. Understood?" bu Joyo said ending the training session this time. We nodded obediently.

I take off my sampur. Put it in the little bag I brought. Walk out of the dance. Looking for my favorite crepes. Mr. De crepes was standing in front of the archway. Far from usual. But I still came to him. Besides, Mama also passed through the gate to pick me up. So he won't be confused.

"Pak De crepes one taste strawberry chocolate," I said to Mr. De the seller crepes.

"Have a son!! I'm the first one!!" I said protest.

"Later little boy. Cepet De I was waiting for my Father," he said while referring to his father who was hanging on a motorcycle.

"Can't!! Yes queue!!" i'm nyolot. He glared, I glared back at him. I am so scared!! Although he is a boy and older, but I am right!!

"Udah already, Adeknya used to be Mas, who came adeknya first," said Mr. De seller krepes mediate. I smile sweetly.

"Civilize queue yes De, cook already big do not know queue!" I said straight looking at the batter of cerpes being played in the interview, but insinuating him who was beside me.

"The basic curly babbles. A little boy, take it" he said. I pushed her body and then pulled her karate. Tipped to our height look the same.

"What Loe!! Wanna storm? Here storm!!" I said challenge him. She's shocked.

"Lalaaaa!!!" mama's screams surprised me. Mom walked quickly towards me. I took off my grip on his shirt.

"Vanila Jean!!! What are you doing!!!" mama said while glaring.

"She's got a storm Ma, she's come in later not to queue," I said. Crepasku is done. I paid for it and stuck my tongue out at the karate. Then pull Mama towards the car.

"Next time don't pull people's clothes. You're the one who fusses about it," said Mama.

"Lala is not wrong. He was wrong" I said in self-defense. Mama's head bobble.

"You look like your dad when you think you're a gini" Mama said. I just kept quiet while nitilin crispy crepes fringe.

"By the way papa came home later when you were performing. Let's see your stage rame later," said Mama again.

"Really?" many enthusiast. Mama nodded. Aaaa happy. I ate the crepes with great joy.

Home greeted Mbah Kung who again carved a chair. The faforit Mbah kung.

"Bah, said Mama papa come home later when I perform," showed me to Mbah Kung. Mbah kung smiled.

"Yes to, if so Mbah Kung does not need to come see Lala deserves. There was Mama, Papa, and Hector too" said Mbah Kung.

"What then? Yes, it can't be!! Mbah Kung should also come. Lala wants everyone in the house to see. Even Mbah Kung doesn't want to see Lala" I said in protest. Already put on a pouting face. Mbah Kung laughed. Mama laughed too.

"Yes, yes Mbah Kung is coming. Mbah Kung will go wherever Lala plays. Mbah Kung likes Lala nari, Mbah will always see Lala nari anywhere," said Mbah Kungku. That word stuck in my heart.

Mbah Kung is like a father figure to me. My dad works out of town. I only saw him on the weekend. That was when he came home. Moreover, Hector and I were just as small back then. I'm closer to Mbah Kung and Hector to Mama. This whole house knows I'm Mbah Kung's favorite. Hector number two. Hihihihi anyway I want that. Point.

From Mbah Kung I also know dance and all the amazing puppet dongens. The Dongen that was told to me somehow since what age I was, but it all stuck firmly in my mind. L like it. I also really like the traditional dance that I also know how old I can dance. Everything was introduced by Mbah Kungku.

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