My President

Night Angkringan

The night was quiet, dark, and there was only one star in the sky. The moon is not perfectly round, it only forms a crescent. The two people have fallen asleep in each other's dreams.

The stomach is filled, but the worms continue to rebel to be filled again. Yes, Aksa woke up when time showed ten o'clock at night. The sound from his stomach was disturbing.

"Zp...Laper.." his whine wiggled the body of his wife who was asleep.

"What, Hubby? I'm sleepy!" The woman blinked her eyes at the husband's sad face.

"Temenin eat yuk," said Aksa.

Aza rounded her eyes. Because, two hours ago Aksa had just eaten and the food eaten was not small, but now the child was hungry?

Although sleepy, Aza still obeyed the will of the husband. He immediately took the jacket, because Aksa invited him to go to angkringan. Aksa was the same, he took his jacket. The man will not take the car, but he will ride his bike there. Aza stood behind and held her hands around her husband's neck.

They headed to Angkringan not far from the housing complex. Even though it was ten at night, Angkringan remained open and very crowded. Angkringan is famous because the food sold is very tasty and friendly in the bag. Aksa also often goes there at night.

"Wouldn't you eat, too?" ask Aksa before ordering food.

"No, I'm still full. Just want some ginger milk..." Aza bit the intestinal satay that was in front of her.

Aksa immediately ordered a serving of cat rice for herself and two ginger milk. They sat in long chairs directly facing the food served there. Bowel satay, quail eggs, tempeh and tofu bacem, as well as other typical angkringan foods of course.

A small radio noise accompanied the people who were eating cat rice. The old petromax lights illuminate the angkringan. The smell of kerosene is strong from there, really angkringan real.

Many teenagers are dating there, there are also mothers and husbands who are alone. May want to enjoy time together without being disturbed by their child. Some were sitting on benches and some were sitting on carpets that were tucked away on green grass.

"This, Mas Aksa. Please!" Mr. Mulyo offered a cat rice plate equipped with anchovy and oseng tempe fish toppings and served on a rattan plate with a leaf pad.

"Thank you, Mr Mul!" Aksa happily accepted it, taking two intestinal satay and two ampella satay for his friend. The still warm rice he immediately ate. It feels good, makes anyone addicted.

"About-of-the-mind already has a wife hanging out with him, want to show off if you have a beautiful wife," said Bu Mulyo. Mr. Mulyo's wife who always accompanied the sale.

"Yes dong, let Bu Mulyo envy her. Love my wife!"

"Sontoloy! Gini-gini I'm young and rich as well as your wife." Bu Mulyo did not accept, he took Aksa's head. Just to joke, not the others.

"But that was it, Buk. Now that's the case." said Mr. Mulyo who immediately got a jewel from his fat wife.

Aksa and Aza laughed at her. It is fitting that Aksa likes to come here, besides the food is good the seller is funny and fun.

"You don't want to try cat rice here? Delicious, different from other cat rice," cried Aksa.

"May, but one bribe yes."

Aksa happily fed his wife, a spoonful of rice with various side dishes went into Aza's mouth.

"Haduhhh, the world seems to belong to both of them, Buk!" chirped Mr. Mulyo to his wife.

"Yes, sir. So want to go back to youth again," said Bu Mulyo wriggling on her husband's arm imagining and feeling what Aza and Aksa were doing at the time.

"I don't want to anymore." Aza covered her mouth with her hands and shook her head as Aksa continued to bribe her.

"All right..."

Aksa finished a plate of cat rice and side dishes, then he sipped mineral water in a bottle to neutralize his mouth before sipping ginger milk in the glass of star fruit Indonesia.

Aza was the same, he enjoyed ginger milk that still reflects hot steam. Pour it into a cup and then sip it. The spiciness of ginger is more attractive than the sweetness of milk.

"Yes tedes?" ask Aksa chuckling. While enjoying ginger milk, his wife occasionally sipped water.

"Not really..."

People began to scatter, the night was getting late and the food being sold in angkringan was already toilet. Aza, Aksa, Mulyo and his wife are still there. Mr. Mulyo and Bu Mulyo while cleaning their goods before going home. Smiles were engraved clearly on their lips, of course pleased that his wares were exhausted.

"If you want we can come here again" replied Aksa.

"Well, tomorrow I'll just have dinner here."

Aksa immediately took some money from his pocket and gave it to Bu Mulyo. Always exaggerated, it was as a sign of appreciation from Aksa because Bu Mulyo's cuisine was very tasty.

"Yuk's home...."

"Help them first, pity them" said Aza. He then helped Bu Mulyo put a dirty container into his bag to wash at home. While Aksa with Mr. Mulyo raised the long chair to the table.

"Thank you, Nak Aza and Nak Aksa" exclaimed Mulyo. He got on his megapro bike and got ready to go home. His wife sat in the back with her right and left hands carrying dirty containers that had been packed in a large bag.

"Until we meet again, the unyu couple." exclaimed Bu Mulyo as the motor began to accelerate.

"Although their age has continued, but they remain romantic yes," said Aza smiling staring at the motorbike which was getting further from view.

"We're also more romantic than them." Aksa then turned his bike and told his wife to ride.

"Oh yeah, I forgot that we're more romantic than them" Aza chuckled. He put his hand on Aksa's neck.

Aksa paddled his bike slowly down the already deserted streets. Yellow lights typical of the streets accompanied their journey, the sound of crickets also accompanied the couple.

"Aza, don't sleep. Later you can fall" cried Aksa.

"Not really."

Aksa again pedaled his black folding bicycle, the man made sure his wife did not sleep for fear of falling.

"Cold," said Aza, the woman hugged her husband even more tightly.

"A little while back..."

"I'm sleepy, Hubby..."

"Don't sleep if you don't fall. Five minutes to go..."

"But I'm sleepy,"

"Don't!"

Aza laughed at her husband's panic, "I'm sleeping, Hubby.." The woman leaned her head on the husband's shoulder and made the man panic.

"Za, don't dong. Later when we arrive."

"I'm kidding, Hubby. Don't worry" said Aza.

"Ah, basic!"

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