
Another week, is the marriage of Gendis, preparations have been done far away, today is the time of salvation, the invitation to salvation is spread throughout the citizens of one RT, here, some people known outside RT.
This is the tradition in this small town.
Selamatan in tenpat Gendis, put the staple food in a large bag of colorful.contains rice, cooking oil, eggs, sugar, tea, coffee and instant noodles, etc, not to forget there was an envelope with money in it.
The real purpose is to give thanks to God, because of one more pleasure God has given to this family.
The ceremony was held bakda maghrib, While all were chanting surah yassin, suddenly a European-faced guest came to the house.
With dark blue eyes, slim high posture, even though it is aged, the bule still looks handsome.
" Enek wong Londo teapot, sopo iki yo ?" kasak kusuk the guests.
" Asalamallaikum !"
Say hello to everyone, though,
They were surprised there was Londo who could say greetings Islamically.
" Waalaikum sallam", they answered in unison.
" I'm sorry, is this really Bu Indri's house ?" ask the bule.
They were surprised again, there are Caucasians who speak Indonesian.
One of the guests stood up and invited the bule to sit outside. Because the inside is full of guests who will be saved, and the chairs have been placed on the terrace all.
" Monggo please sit here, I'll call Ms Indri"
" Thank you".
Mr. RT headed to the back, from the back door of Mr. RT calling Ms. Indri.
" De Indri, this is a guest ".
" Sinteng nggih Mas, just ask maduk back".
" Wong Londo De'".
Deg, Indri's chest was pounding very fast, while Gendis heard it immediately approaching them.
" Sinten Pakde ?" (Who is Pakde?)
" Pakde doesn't know Ndis, wong londo".
Gendis immediately forward, followed by the others.
Taken walking forward, Gendis asked her mother.
" I'm ngabari daddy ?"
" Yo Nduk, you want to marry him your father, he should know".
They arrived at the front porch of the house. The bule man immediately stood glued to see their presence.
While the people inside the living room were tiled, curious to know what was happening. Fulfill the entrance of the house.
Understandably there are Caucasians coming to their village is very rare. Usually, those who come to the village are stray, not accidentally through their village. But this is really a bule who wants to meet with one of the residents in the village.
" You're coming ?!" Tanya Bu Indri in Dutch.
" Yes, I promised, I want to keep my promise ". Answer Mr. Petter.
" Please use a language that we can easily understand, we move into the inner room, not feel good with the neighbors, come with me", Gendis ordered both parents.
And like a buffalo shuffled by his nose they both followed in the footsteps of Gendis.
Meanwhile, Mr. RT, smiling to see the citizens who were kepo, jubilee at the door to watch the event.
" Come in, wis tuek-tuek koyok cilik, kepo". (old as a child, kepo )
They laughed grimacingly in embarrassment.
" Sinten niku Pak RT, Gendis bapake ngggih ?" (Who is Mr RT, Gendis' father?)
Ask one of the people.
" It looks like that, his face looks like Gendis".
While in the room Gendis, who looked at home, the three of them chatted, because in another room was full of neighbors who helped the rescue.
" Do you speak Indonesian ?"
" little".
" What is your purpose here ?"
Mr. Petter did not expect his daughter to have an extraordinary personality, most Indonesians consider it higher than other RAS, let alone Caucasian.
The proof is, they will be proud to only take pictures with Caucasians, if the results are so, will be shown to others, that they can be photos with Caucasians.
But he didn't see it in his son, as if his wife had educated him well.
All RASs are equal, neither higher nor lower.
" Your mother told me you were getting married".
" After that, what?"
Mr. Petter felt interrogated by his son, but he was not angry, instead he felt proud, his son grew up well.
" I know, you don't take me very well, but let me be your marriage guardian, after that it's up to you, I don't want to force my desires on you and your mother".
Mother stroked Gendis' shoulder gently.
" Can I ask your father?"
Tears began to drip softly on Gendis' cheeks, Her facial expression was palatable, but there was a sense of longing and resentment neatly stored in the corner of Gendis' heart for her father.
But he is too proud to admit it.
The fat nodded its head.
"Lieverd, sorry .. Dad why didn't you come back to us for four months?" Using the Dutch language.
" Mom, please use Indonesian" Gendis said firmly.
Mom looked at Gendis, though,
" It's not a secret, it's just a question that continues to disturb your mind".
" Sir, please answer in Indonesian".
They feel they are in a seminar, and Gendis is a moderator.
" For four months I was held in my room, because I had too long a business outside, and actually the business was just an excuse, I wanted to stay with you longer so papa investigated me, and the results, and the results, they know I married you, I was locked up for four months in the room, when they took me off, I looked for you like crazy, but I could never find you".
The tears of Indri's mother trickled in, so for twenty years of parting, they just misunderstood.
" You're not married again ?"
" Papa did match me with someone else, after six years I couldn't find you, I decided to marry someone else, but two years later I split up, I couldn't love him".
" You have a child, with that woman ?"
" No, we don't have any children".
Mr. Petter was silent for a moment, he felt his chest was so tight, he wanted to hug, Iatri and the child he missed so much, but he did not have the courage.
" As a father and husband I do not dare to make a decision, please forgive me, if I can I want to return to you".
Mr. Petter rests at the feet of his son Gendis.
While Gendis was silent not flinching.
" Let me make amends for twenty years, son, I never stop loving you, I'm sure your mother still loves me, she never wants to marry again, the phone number of our house is also still he keeps, it has become proof of my son, that we still have an inner bond".
Gendis could not stand it anymore, she shed her tears, father and mother embraced Gendis.
They cry as much as they want, longing that they have been keeping close, becoming spilled at the meeting.
It looks like this family life will be normal like any other family.
Only need direct communication, if a problem wants to be solved.