Mystery of Love

floodings

Mbah Bardi from childhood did not get a qualified religious knowledge, in contrast to mak Jah whose family background is people who are close to the kyai. But it has always been our pride.

Our chatter bounces everywhere until it ends in a wong-talking about the disgrace of others. Mbah most do not like that mak Jah ngrasani and he must be angry, "wes stagnated.mu iku ngerti njai but ngrasani wong ae Jah... Jah"

"ALLOHUMMASHILLI.... MUHAMMAD"shouted mak jah in response to his words

"Allohumma sholli wasallim alaih." replied we who heard the name of the prophet called.

"Wes...!" I said. Then we dispersed so that their emotions disappeared together eroded time.

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That day it rained very heavily from night until noon to make the houses in the area flooded. Including the kitchen mak jah whose place is behind and lower than the front room, also flooded with water. As I remember it was just that one time we experienced it.

As soon as the rain subsided we worked together to get water out of the kitchen that was almost as tall as my knees. We use buckets and buckets to drain it so that water does not get into the house.

Me, mak jah, my mother and the two men who sniffed at the house my mother used to live in worked together to drain the water and throw it in the gutter

Mother and mother Jah were outside the kitchen door, where there was a well and there we usually used it for washing, while my position stood back to them, a boy who was probably three years younger than me and his mother. I continued to drain the water vigorously so that the water quickly receded and the kitchen could be used as usual.

byur.....

Our hands are racing to dip the water as much as possible then direct it outwards towards the sewer.

"pean ndek wingkeng kulo mawon mbak" he said

I took a position behind him and his son Agus took over where I was standing. We continue to drain the water until we can't take it anymore. Then we used a cloth to absorb the remnants of the water that was exhausted, although not until it was completely dry.

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Mak jah who first went into the room after we finished draining the water because soon mbah will go home. We had to take turns using the bathroom because we only had one bathroom for the entire house.

I went into the living room to wait for the bathroom.

"klambi pean bolong ilo.." point my mother at my back.

I tried to see it but I couldn't. Then I stood my back against the cupboard and saw it in the glass. I bowed like I was when I was draining water, "yeah Alloh" I screamed softly while covering my mouth.

My clothes were torn from the length of under my shoulders down about 20 cm. 'definitely agus had seen me hu huhu. He is younger than me but he is a teenager. It's just right that Min told me to move behind him, they must have seen him. It was unintentional, I thought.

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Hustle and bustle have been heard since the morning at the house next door. Mbak Min and his family are meatball traders from Malang.