Lazuardi Love

LAZUARDI LOVE #161

Gorontalo polresta office hall, Tenda Village, Hulonthalagi District.at 09.00 WITA.

that day the BP4R trial took place. There were several couples including Trias and Saripah who planned to carry out the marriage on the day they had determined themselves.

BP4R itself is an internal institution in the state police organization that serves to facilitate police members who want to carry out marriage. The Board of Assistance Counselors of Marriage Divorce and Referral, as explained by the antonym, has a duty to ensure the mental readiness of its members in traveling the household, anticipate that the absence of divorce and re-reference in accordance with applicable rules.

the Sandiri session was led by Wakapolresta Gorontalo, accompanied by the Head of Resources Section (Kabag Sumda), Head of Sie Propam, and Chairman of Kemala Bhayangkari Gorontalo City held the session.

because the show is official, then Trias was forced to wear PDH complete with rank marks and awards, while Saripah wore casual clothes that match the color of her future husband's clothes.

the event took place in an orderly manner. as has been explained by Kabag Sumda that every member of the police must prepare everything in navigating married life and synergize it with the lives of the members of the police who are full of duty and devotion.

"To the prospective wives and husbands of the members concerned, you need to know together, that the task of a policeman is heavy and varied. then you must better understand how heavy your partner is to carry out their duties and obligations, besides that you as a partner must also be able to apply simplicity in the fairy life together." said Wakapolresta Gorontalo, Commissioner Indra F. Dalimunthe with a smile addressed the couples of the bride-to-be.

"Being bhayangkari is not easy you know.." continued Wakapolresta Gorontalo again, "You as a partner must be able to follow the flow and be ready to support in any case all acts of devotion to the country. especially as a Reserse whose daily life is always faced with criminals who sometimes even very life threatening members themselves."

after that, Wakapolresta Gorontalo gave various directions and other advice.all prospective couples listened to him attentively.In the middle of the activity, Trias momentarily glanced at Saripah.The girl glanced at him and raised an eyebrow.

don't worry, my dear Abah.I will definitely support you.

Of course.. otherwise, I asked Umma to be a pedal.

it can't! dare to? I'm not giving you rations, I just know the taste! threaten Saripah with an eye-lotting.

aahhh.basal Umma.. always that's all that is revealed. lamented Trias sighed and looked back at Wakapolresta Gorontalo who was still giving directions and advice.

Saripah smiled and swept the burly arms of her future husband... My handsome widower...

Trias smiled without looking at his future wife.his attention was again focused on the direction and advice given by the church leadership at that time.after the direction, the, the turn of the head of the kemala bhayangkari explained the ethics of a wife or husband of police members and the socialization of the Kemala bhayangkari organization itself. now replace Saripah who focuses her attention on the explanation of the graceful woman dressed in pink with the maroon subordinate.

Kemala Bhayangkari was founded by Ny. H.L. Soekanto in 1949 and established as an official organization on October 19, 1952. The organization's emblem, Cupu Manik Astagina was established in 1956, and the hymn of the composition of the RAJ. Sujasmin and Ms. SA. Legowo was established in 1959. this organization has been merged in a container called Dharma Pertiwi until 1999, Kemala Bhayangkari separated from the institution of Dharma Pertiwi according to Presidential Instruction Number 2 of 1999. Kemala Bhayangkari became a community organization as one of the seven Indonesian women organizations active with the issuance of Deed number 3, dated April 16, 2012 with official number 01-00-00/0096/DIII.4/IV/2012.

the event lasted until 12:00 WITA which was then closed with a common prayer and dine together.

...******...

The day after the trial. Trias sat on the porch next to his partner Bambang's house, watching Maya harvesting poksays, chilies, tomatoes, onions and long beans.The two occasionally chatted while accompanied by milk coffee and light snacks, better biscuits are two packs spread on a plate.

"Well, as Mr. Wakapolres said, the point is that you have to be mentally prepared" said Bambang who just put a coffee cup on the table.

Trias nibbled at the edges of the Better biscuit slowly then chewed it. he nodded slowly.

"Mental matters, I have prepared from before." replied Trias. "Since I started it together..." Triassic bounced himself.Iyun's name almost spoken at the end of his tongue.fortunately the man immediately held him.

Bambang frowned, "You mean? have you ever been with a woman before with Saripah?" guess the guy.

Trias looked at his partner and smiled and shook his head. "No. ever since I started together... Saripah.." he said.

Bambang squinted his eyes. "Don't fuck me, Yas. I've been in the police for ten years, it's just that I'm lazy to take care of the rank. So I'm still pajule, like you." he said, "But I'm more experienced at reading facial expressions ten years more than you."

Trias just smiled in response to Bambang's words, while he continued to watch Maya who was about to finish harvesting his small garden.

Trias nodded his head towards the woman. "Who the hell?"

Bambang followed Trias' nod.he looked at the woman who approached his wife. "Ooh... Meiske Pandeiroot. next door neighbor. her husband's clerk at the Bank Sulutgo branch of this City."

"Wife's krab with this?" whisky Triassic.

Bambang. "Here you go, just listen to their conversation.You'll find something interesting." whispered the man.

Meiske arrived at the side of the garden. Maya who realizes the existence of the woman stops her activities.

"Eh, Meis... Where's ngana dang from??" greet Maya casually while wiping the sweat on her forehead.

"Ooo.. we just returned from the church da bakudapa with the pastor Mark. kong we inga mo bakudapa deng ngana..." meiske replied as he stared at the basket full of vegetables.

"What do you think mo kase knows? this skali peserius mo ba spoke." Maya said in surprise.

"Ey, earlier we were pastors and kase duty. mo lead the mother column.." Meiske replied enthusiastically.

"O iyo's? uh, pe lucky skali ngana ee? we'll just get the scarang dapa turn straight..nya know kiapa.." lamented Maya makes Bambang smile wryly.

"Where would you like to be given to the worship of the column, knowledge is subpar.." said Bambang slowly.

Trias sizzled, "Sst.. you this..the disgrace of my wife is equally spiced with me. This ear pain." replied Trias with annoyance and soft voice anyway, afraid to be heard by Maya whose hearing can surpass Superman if he again has a desire.

"Kong ngana so dapa worship material???" ask Maya.

"It's been le.. depe title..pity your neighbor.." Meiske replied with a smile cunningly for a moment but immediately hidden. without him realizing it was actually caught by the sharpness of the protective Maya eagle's eyes.

maya's eyebrows intertwined, "If you may know, what depe content of the sermon dang.." angled the woman while splotching her waist.

"Pity your neighbor." said Meiske began the sermon, "Especially it's the birman-word that asks for rica, tomatoes, onions. with the spoils..."

Bambang laughed softly while Trias smiled. Pinyar correctly associated the contents of the sermon with the desire to ask in a biased way so that the original intention is not known...

Maya nods. "Oooh... What is kang depe fill??" he ensured.

"We think we've heard the contents of this sermon as well as the priest where staw.." said Maya. "Why do you know how to continue the contents of the sabala page???"

Meiske for a moment surprised. actually the contents of the sermon was just his bragging. but to make Maya unsuspecting he asked, "In fact ana also just read page one... ngana tau depe next page?"

The Maya instantly stylized like a veteran preacher and pointed at Meiske's face. "Don't you want your brother's property." he said with a cynical look, "What else ask for tomatoes, pepper or onions..."

Meiske could only scratch his unscratchy head with a grinning smile because his intention was known to Maya.The woman lifted the vegetable sack and was about to leave.but her steps stopped and looked back at Meiske. "Ba plant the devil!!!" objurgation.

Meiske could only laugh with a careless face. "Word, kwa ngana Maya" he said with a smile.

Maya, even though the person is bad, but he is a person who is social as well. actually spicy only mouth only. people who do not know him closely will certainly conclude if the woman born in Minahasa is arrogant and the cause of gossip.

"Wait a minute" said Maya stepping into the kitchen to let Meiske stand in the garden alone.When she got in the kitchen, Maya took a white crackle bag.

Maya took some ground kale grass, pokcay and a little rampa and put it in the crackle bag then she came out.

"Eh, napa ngana pe part abis ba sermon.." Maya burlesque with a smile. with a blush Meiske grabbed it.

"Thank you Maya. May God bless this food today" said Meiske praising Maya.

"Ah, suda ngana jang banya mulu.. pi pigi jo ngana, tu ngana pe men so wait kasian!" Maya.

Meiske went to wave and Maya with a smile and shook her head many times went back into the kitchen.

Trias released a laugh that he had been holding back. Bambang smile. "See? See? That's what I mean by you."

Trias nodded in understanding. "Yes, married-persuami life, full of life dynamics.if not good at holding the steering wheel, can ship in the sea or can be robbed of people and our goods are lost" he made a tamsil.

"Ah, you are like an experienced person." said Bambang. "I'm the only one who has built a household for eight years sometimes has trouble organizing it." argued Bambang. "You know? uh, that woman, her ribs are crooked, you don't straighten, she's crooked forever. You straighten it, break her!"

"So what did you do? let it bend over?" fishing rods Trias.

"Yes, it is not. I use pull, like people controlling the most (kite)." replied Bambang while grinning.

Trias laughed and took a cup and then sipped coffee water with pleasure. Maya soon came to be marked it. she immediately showed the leaflet of a hundred thousand, a hundred sheets before the two men.

"What Mam??" bambang asked with astonishment and a pias face.

"What money is this?" asked Maya with a curious face.

"What money?" tanya Bambang pretended not to care.

"This money! we got in sei clothes, tasusuru on the sidelines carry kong dirak bring again....what money is this so?" ask Maya more urgently.

Bambang patted his eel. Trias just smiled. Bambang.

"The money is soe." replied Bambang quietly.

"What soe money?" ask Maya again.

"MONEY SOE!!! SO SAMBUNYI LE, NGANA DAPA!!!" bambang replied loudly making Trias choke and cough.

Maya surprised. "Ooo ngana so keep the money pa kita haa? ngana mbereng what's that doi haa? what about hugel akang? haaa? ey.. said!! say hello ngana pe hugel!! ta mo paws abis padia!!" he said fiercely.

"Eh, already." sidelines Bambang no less fierce. "That's money for us to make unexpected savings one month have. mar ngana so dapa let jo. ambe only, bo do not banya mulu ngana... let's take care of the pica project!!"

hearing the word project, Maya faces sumringaj. "O iyo's? what project is this mo pica dang?"

Bambang looked at Maya with annoyance. "If you open ngana pe pica eyes, ngana pe mulu yang mo pica!" the man's curse made Maya immediately wash her mouth. Bambang looked at him with a glare.

"The cashback is doi pa depe tampa. jang kore if necessary." said Bambang.

with a furious step, Maya went back inside. Bambang grunt short length. "Ran bini today, uh. pe sharp olfactory scale, when the sniffer dog no.." the scolding is slow.

Triassic just laughed.

...******...

Lasantu Residence, at 19:10 WITA.

the two men of different ages stood facing each other. Bakri wore his red silat clothes, typical of the Putera Muhammadiyah Holy Site college, complete with his destiny. In front of him, Sandiaga stood upright wearing a t-shirt and training pants.

"Remember Password.... Abi taught silat to you, for good purposes.The art of martial is used to deal with injustice and is not used to enslave fellow human beings and other living beings." Bakri's message.

"Well understand, Abi." replied Sandi.

"Alright. as of today, you are Abi's first disciple. Here in this dojo, we are both bound as teachers and disciples. Abi forbade Sandi to be spoiled, even in front of Abi himself. Sandi had to listen to Abi's instructions and carry out whatever Abi ordered and stay away from any restrictions Abi disliked!" order Bakri with a sharp highlight.

Sandi recalled the principle of shiki that her mother had said a few days ago. "Sandi, okay... Abi."

"Good.." praise Bakri.

and starting that night, Sandi taught the basics of silat movements, ranging from hitting, kicking, and fending. Sandi followed all the methods her teacher taught her, and Bakri smiled with satisfaction, looking at all the movements Sandiaga practiced, according to what he expected.

no doubt son.. You will be the protector of the Lasantu family. You alone can imitate the basic movements. whereas your age is only seven years... I became your teacher Bakri said in his heart.[].