My Sweet Journey's

Sleeping Tiger

The chanting of the holy verse is heard in Rossa's rented house. Such is the routine that Rossa always does after the four rakaat prayers before the woman sleeps. Rossa read it near Adnan who was just flickering in response.

Mala smiled from the direction of the dining room, her heart felt peaceful hearing Rossa's voice. Soft and soothing. Mala immediately remembered her only son. The son is also fluent in teaching like Rossa, the result of the upbringing of a kiai in a boarding school. Wouldn't it be soothing to hear both collabs. The house must have been very cool, peaceful. Well, Mala's mind has drifted far ahead.

Mala itself is preparing young coconuts that will be processed into bothok manding, a special food from the Java area. A side dish made from young coconut and seeds of manding trees or Chinese petai, mixed with herbs, wrapped in banana leaves and steamed. A neighbor whose garden had a Chinese petai tree gave it to Mala, to be processed and sold to mbak Semi, their vegetable subscription.

Rossa finished with the ritual, out of the room helped prepare banana leaves that will be used to wrap the manding bothok. "If it becomes a lot, tomorrow Rossa also bring to the factory. Somebody likes to make lunch side dishes." Said Rossa. Today he's off making bread, tired of his body taste.

"See tomorrow. Not yet made SW, right? Soale sometimes they like to invade. Rarely does this stand." Rossa shook her head slowly. That is how the two people live. Like mothers and children who work hand in hand to support their families.

"It's very peaceful to live like this." Inner Mala, although far from the woman's real life, but Mala enjoyed it very much. Mala is smart to cook, likes traditional culinary. In the neighborhood where Rossa lived, many rented staff and employees of various factories.

Selling cooked vegetables is very good. What is sought is the old-fashioned menu. One of them was bothok manding. If there is a banana heart oseng, vegetable shoots of yam. All selling sweet at the vegetable shop in front of their house. Even more profitable, the raw material is sometimes obtained from the right left neighbor who has a garden, deposited in Mala, he who processed it and then put it in the shop mbak Semi.

"It's fun" Mala chuckled inwardly. He would rather live like this. Although he also sometimes remembers his two brownie factories. Instead, she will reminisce about her life before becoming Aria Loka's mistress. After all, for six months, there was no problem with the brownie factory and AC service left by the husband.

"Cha, so how's your relationship with Angga?" Mala asked while stewing the spice bothok manding.

"Don't know ma'am, I asked for a divorce but Angga didn't want to divorce me." Reply Rossa sad.

"Well this opportunity." The stoves began to roll in action.

"It's time you thought about yourself. Find a man who is serious about marrying you. It's still single." Mala's Advice. Actually Angga is serious with Rossa, only his married status makes Rossa want to step down.

"No, who wants to accept me as Adnan." Rossa considered it.

"certainly is. Trusting the mother. The important thing is to finish your business with Angga. We can still support ourselves. Talk about a newin' neighbor." This Mala really wants to marry Rossa to her chosen candidate. To the extent that Rossa was incited to want to part with Angga.

"Bodo is very important, this girl should be my ghost. Throw that blonde widow away." The determination of Mala in heart.

How did Mala meet Rossa? Rossa, the girl just came out of a traditional market in her area, about six months ago. After buying ingredients to make bread and dus. At that time, Rossa was quite dizzy because the person she used to pay to look after Adnan while she worked would stop. Because the husband had an accident, he had to be treated for a long time.

Rossa looked at Mala who looked confused at that time. He approached her and asked who she was. Mala mentioned her name. Looking towards Rossa, beautiful and well mannered. That was the first impression Mala got when she met Rossa. Mala, as usual, was angry with Aria because of the actions of the son. He was told to stay away from Katy, but it looked closer.

At Rossa, Mala lightly claimed to have been expelled by his own son. Because the child prefers his lover. Once, Mala said that. Mala's appearance was supportive at the time, flower negligee, flip-flops.

The saint waiting across the street was certainly surprised when the madam in the bonceng someone rode on a motorbike. Thinking of being kidnapped, Santo stalked Rossa's motorcycle all the way home. One Mala code give to the Saint. And the trusted assistant understands. Until the next day the Saint can meet the madam. With a surprising decision Santo received from Mala. He'll stay here. Santo could not prevent the wishes of his superiors who sometimes were strange and somplak.

To this day, six months more, Mala feels at home living in a tenement with three narrow rooms. Keeping Adnan also sells cooked vegetables. It's hard but Mala likes it. Then what about Aria, according to Mala's orders, Santo told that the mama did not love Aria was on vacation to one of their villas outside the city.

A month passed and Aria who was sensitive to circumstances began to suspect. Mala was not in their villa. Aria even had a chance to report to the police, but the mother contacted him at that time, telling him that she still wanted a vacation. Mala forbade Aria to report to the police. It was the last time Aria heard her mother's voice.

To this day. You can imagine how confused Aria is. Moreover, the mother asserted the reason for her vacation was that she was reluctant to see the Katy sticking to Aria. The man had not been able to explain, the mother did not love Aria had already cut off her phone connection at that time, making Aria dizzy seven circumference.

"Mama won't be home before she can make Rossa separate from Angga. Then take her home." Tekad Mala's.

The day after, Rossa returned to her work routine. That day Rossa misfortune, bothok manding made by Mala trending. Early in the morning many have come to the house to buy directly, afraid not to be part. As a result Rossa had to help Mala serve the buyer first.

With the result he was his own club, fortunately Mala can be relied on about Adnan's affairs. Braaakkk, Rossa's body staggered backwards after hitting someone.

Rossa's eyes rounded to see who she hit. "Dead me! The boss of the forcible!"

"Ayoo, we have unfinished business, Nur." Aria pulls Rossa's hand. To be taken where he is. Damn my day, Rossa said in her heart. With Aria smiling widely. He's got a plan to prank Rossa.

The woman thrashed in Aria's hand checks that led the woman out of the large building through the back door.

"Sir, I want this job." Rossa was really scared if anyone saw this. While Aria, several times shook her head, remembering that Rossa the wife of Angga. "I must be crazy! Playing with people's wives." Inner Aria, open the door of her car. Pushing Rossa's body into it.

"Sir, as for his business, I want to work. Later SPV (supervisor) line my nyari." Rossa said in panic.

"Who told you to run away yesterday?!"

Gluey! Rossa swallowed his saliva. He seemed to have woken up the sleeping tiger.

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