My lecturer Married me

I am, was it on that bad night?

The smell of sulfur has been coming from where we parked the car. This scent is quite piercing, occasionally my veil adds to its function as a mask.

I took the chicken eggs given by Imas tea for me to boil here, there is a small crater that is commonly used to boil eggs by visitors including me.

After about ten minutes of waiting for my tellur to mature, we started to enter the crater area. Along the road to the crater, we were spoiled with stalls selling souvenirs - souvenirs typical of Tangkuban Perahu. Starting from the accessories until the clothes are all complete there. Not to forget the food stalls were no less lined up ranging from food and soft drinks, grilled corn, grilled sausages, meatballs, etc.

The breakfast I had eaten made me full. I only bought a bottle of tea to accompany my trip.

Passing through the row of stalls earlier, we began to enter the crater area of Mount Tangkuban Perahu. The closer to the crater, the smell of sulfur increasingly pierced the nose. Surprisingly, I used to be able to cough and almost crowded when inhaling the aroma of sulfur, but not this time. I can still breathe even though the smell is very disturbing.

I and I am going around, looking for beautiful spots for the background of our photos. We selfie, take pictures of each other, or just capture the natural beauty around the crater.

While taking pictures, suddenly someone approached us.

"Hi Am, when did you come here. I haven't seen you in a long time. I even met here. If it's not wrong, four months ago, were we the last time we saw each other, right,?" said a man who, if I don't remember wrongly, he is Bara. Former neighbor I am in a house in Bandung.

"Eh Bar, yes, another holiday. You how are you?" reply I am.

"good. You're good too, right? Oia, next time you want to come here the news. Proud now. During the day also if you do not meet at the cake shop, we will definitely not meet."

"Yes sorry. I was in a hurry then. You can also come here because you are with your parents. Coincidentally at that time there was a papa work event so you can come, if not certainly difficult to go. It's just a week's time for the holidays before finishing the final task." explained I am to the former neighbor.

We continued chatting until Bara received a call and said goodbye. I know Bara. Because in addition to their neighbors, they are also friends to play at home. If I play at the house I am, often meet Bara. I still remember me too.

I don't think we've been here long enough. It is also not good to breathe the air for too long with a sulfur smell like this.

After noon, my parents took us home. We left this place after having time to buy some souvenirs and for souvenirs I am also later.

All the way home, I just kept quiet about something. Something is stirring up that is troubling my mind. To the extent that I didn't hear my father's voice calling my name from earlier.

I was shocked when my mother started shaking my body. I daydreamed.

They're waiting for my answer to the next location we're going to. I saw a lot of stalls selling rabbit satay. I asked my father to fill our already rumbling stomachs first, and I suggested trying rabbit satay instead.

Hearing my request, my father immediately agreed. We stopped by one of the stalls neatly lined up along the way. We ate the dishes we ordered. But I didn't run out, just three pricks I ate. I looked towards I am. There are questions I want to ask, but not here and not now of course.

After eating we continued our journey. Mom and Dad took us to my favorite place. There we can get a variety of foods and drinks made from milk.

I who can't hide my mood that started to come down just come along.

The streets began to look crowded, jammed can no longer be ignored. But not so bad, at least our car can still move even if only creeping slowly.

Almost two hours from the satay kiosk, and we finally reached our destination. I'd rather wait in the car, while mom's dad and I am in.

An hour later they returned. Some of the processed products they managed to bring. Full and the queue is quite long, so moaned mother.

Evening began to reveal himself. We decided to go back to the villa.

****

Arriving at the villa, I immediately entered the room and cleaned myself up. My body is sticky and sore.

The tea calls me to dinner. By having to do it. Otherwise, father and mother would take turns coming to me and coaxing me to come down. In the end I still have to go down, so yes I have come down even though very forced.

At the dinner table, I remained silent a thousand languages. Every now and then I am lyrically eating a typical Sundanese dish prepared by the mother with the Imas tea.

I was so happy after finishing my dinner. I went to the front porch. My view was full of dark shades with a slight dim twinkle of lights visible from a distance. The sounds of crickets and night animals began to tickle the ears of each other.

My gaze was blank, my mind was floating until someone approached me.

"Nights are daydreaming. Watch out for kesambet." said I am who was suddenly beside me.

I can't keep a lot of questions in my mind. I asked him what I wanted to ask him. Questions that have plagued my mind since.

"Is it true that four months ago you visited here? What business is it? Why don't you come see me?" ask me without further ado.

I am taking a deep breath and exhaling it violently. Long before he finally answered my question.

We sat in the garden chair in the front yard of the villa. The cold night was the silence we felt.

"It's true, four months ago I came back here. My parents had an invitation from a co-worker at the top of Bogor. And I stopped by myself before the show that night." obviously making question after question go back to my head. "You came by here?" tanyaku later.

"Yes Yash, I stopped by for a second. Why the hell are you rich introgating me rich. I'm in Yu, I'll explain later. It's malem now. It's cold outside." I am leaving to end our conversation without giving me a chance to ask again.

I'm still in my position, sitting in the park. By ourselves. And half yelling I made a step I am stopped.

"You know, I had a bad thing four months ago. Right when you came to visit here. Then why didn't you see me then?"

"You said what the hell Yash is. I've come in, you know I don't like the dark. We continued to talk inside." he continued his steps and left me alone.

My mind is really not upset. The events of four months ago still deeply disturbed my emotions.

I stayed there for a long time, until my mother came and took me in. The cold air almost made my blood run cold, but it didn't make me move. Mom brought me a coat and persuaded me to come in.

I am standing with my father watching me. I went into the room. My body started to grind. I'm feverish.

****

This morning I woke up, seeing that the clock had turned out to be almost half six. I went to the bathroom even though my body felt a little weak. I started my morning prayers before it was too late.

That morning on my last bow, my tears were dripping. My prayer climbs, I say my grievance to the Khalik. There is nothing that strengthens me from all these problems but faith in my Lord, my parents and the baby I am carrying now.

At my age, I never dreamed that I would experience all of this. I was just pretending to be tough and trying not to be curious about anything related to the events of that time. But what power, I'm just a regular human being. Sometimes curiosity keeps old wounds from reopening.

I tried to restrain myself from closing my eyes and ears. But circumstances always drag me to the bitter reality that I still have to swallow. My anger, my irritation, my disappointment, all mixed up in my chest.

****

Mom told me that after breakfast, we'd go home. I am also understanding his condition. We better get home.