My Husband is a Ningrat

Anthology of short stories [ Nanang IX ]

A week after the metal concert I went to. I was faced with a tough decision. Between studying in Germany or continuing the clothing store business.

Do I believe I should go to Germany and continue S2 there, whereas I have a business that I have been in for a long time. There's no way I shut it down while I used to desperately raise money to rent a stall and buy screen printing equipment.

It was late at night, I was still chatting with Sadewa. My sister already has a strong intention to go to Australia. He will be escorted and accompanied several weeks by the Rinjani family. Laura wants to invite her daughter to enjoy her hometown while visiting her first grandchild. Lucky Sadewa, he was not let off just by the family.

"I brought a 70mm camera lens" Sadewa said.

I'm just clearing my throat. Since Nakula got married, Sadewa and I have been closer. Close because singles as well as the fate of an unhappy romance.

Our hobbies are almost the same. Photograph. Even I was asked by Father to become the royal documentation team.

"I want to go to college again, Wa. Since graduating, I was actually in the field as an adult man who carries great responsibility." I told Sadewa.

Sadewa chuckled, "Eat him I continued S2. The heavy burden of being a prince I have not been able to pass through. I still need more guidance and life experience."

"Life experience opo dating experience! Excuse me!"

Sadewa's laughter exploded, "Ojo maido to mas." And his laughter invited Kaysan into the room.

"It's night! Keep oral!"

Me and Sadewa were even more cackling.

"It's late at night when Kaysan is better to go back to the room!" balas Sadewa's. His eyes were glaring mischievously at him.

"Where are your important papers prepared?" ask Kaysan. Instead of leaving, Rinjani's favorite sister actually sat on the edge of the bed.

"It's done, Mas." replied Sadewa.

Mas Kaysan smiled, "You're all grown up."

Sadewa and I hate this conversation. Surely Kaysan will talk about his feelings from heart to heart.

"Udah mas don't be melancholy. We are adults, sure, suer." prevent Sadewa before Kaysan continue the conversation.

"Was... You live abroad carrying the title of the palace. Do not do anything because whatever you do there you have to face all the consequences yourself. You gotit?"

Sadewa nodded steadily. I who saw Nakula in the embrace of Kaysan mass held amused.

We're Kaysan's big brothers, especially the big brother. I know that Kaysan is worried. We used to misbehave Kaysan would just embrace us and curl our necks while saying a sacred sentence.

"Dimarahi eyed and locked up in a new room knew the taste."

"And you are Nang. Have you made a decision?" Mas Kaysan looked at me, I shrugged.

"Still confused, Mom." I replied.

"Lusa there are some sacred objects that must be photographed in the palace. Mutihan fasting!" mas Kaysan.

Can't resist, and can't argue. That's me if I get a word from Kaysan or Ayahanda. They are both in complete control of the entire family.

The father controls his wives.

Mas Kaysan controlled his younger siblings.

"Pasrah aja, Mas. No need to go to Germany, here. Photographer at the palace. Not bad if there are visitors who can be contacted." ledek Sadewa.

"Jarkoni!" [Iso ngujari nanging ra iso nglakoni: can tell but can not do it yourself ]

Mas Kaysan and Sadewa laughed.

"Once you go, you go to sleep fast. Sadewa has to go to the airport tomorrow. You are also Nang, if you want sahur cepetan sahur."

"Mas Kaysan himself why hasn't he slept. Is Jani angry?" ask Sadewa.

"Yes, we slept together. It's been fifteen years we haven't slept together. I miss."

It feels strange when grown men sleep in the same bed. Moreover, Kaysan's large body dominated the bed. Huft...

*

Sadewa's departure to Australia was met with deep sadness for Nakula. Now he is made to lose part of himself after making Sadewa feel lost part of him before.

Nakula bought him a gift of memories that Sadewa had always wanted. Nike Air Jordan Shoes. And, the shoes were directly used by Sadewa before leaving for the airport.

Ayahanda deliberately rented a tourist bus considering the number of suitcases that Sadewa had to carry and the luggage.

Mother cried consciously, Mother continued to embrace Sadewa and did not let Sadewa away from her.

While Dalilah also does not want to be separated from the lap of Sadewa. The boy continued to wrap his hands around Sadewa's neck as he sobbed softly, sad that his bedfellow would be gone for quite a long time.

Those of us who saw it were sad too. What would be the fate of Mother if I also decided to go to college in Germany. Mother's sadness must be protracted again.

During the trip to the airport, I kept thinking about the right decision. And still did not find a way out, especially today I fast plus last night I also could not sleep well. Something to enjoy confusion.

Arrive at the Airport. The atmosphere of haru was still happening, while Sadewa with his playful attitude tempted everyone to not cry anymore.

Really, we will lose the witty figure that enlivened the atmosphere at home.

*

We returned home after Sadewa and the Rinjani family were airborne into the Australian sky.

Mother was no longer crying, but now Mother continues to approach me, whining asking not to need to go to Germany.

"I'm fasting again, Bun! I'm lemes."

"Nangs... Mother is lonely if all go out of the country. Nakula is busy working and already has a family of her own. You're the only one with hope."

I'm not talking about Mother's words. Until this mother's word makes me want to be a child of dissident. Mommy can say that she will have another child if I do not comply with her wishes.

"Ayahanda is old! My mother is also in menopause!" my word.

"Who said? Mother is still menstruating!"

"Mother..."

"Mother is sad. So bitter is your love story, that you want to go far from here to pursue love and forget love. What if you were Mother? Do you also choose to disappear and drown between the pain of the wound and the bitterness of love. And don't want to enjoy the warmth of the family."

"Takeall, Bun. Amby!"

"So make your choice, Nang. Mother hopes that Mother's Do'a will be granted the Wrestling of God if you do not go to Germany. Amen."

"Mother!" muttered.

Mother chuckled a little, then patted me on the shoulder.

"Tomorrow there was also a blood donor at the palace. Nina was taught to make her body healthy."

The nina? My mind immediately ran small remembering it. He had no news for a week after we talked about his intentions to diet.

Nina did not explain in detail. But there was one thing that made me feel uncomfortable. Nina does want her body to be healthy, but also to pursue her love and that's ME.

I still don't understand why he can be so optimistic and confident to make me fall in love or accept his love. Because I have absolutely no more sense than just sincere friendship.

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