
"Nyuwun pamit nggeh mbak Zima.." I said goodbye to his sister Cak Im so that we did not linger there because I felt like I was being watched by his family.
Suddenly jeng kar said,"Rotul calone coffer mbak Zima?"
Degs....
My heart seemed to surge to the throat hearing his words.
Jeng Kar........!!!
My heart screams at my Madurese friend. How could you be ...!.Just make me ashamed.., I told you this is a secret, don't tell anyone! This was even opened in front of his family Cak Im. Mbak Nurin and Mbak Ziyah knew before his time.
Hiya......!!! Very furious! I promised I wouldn't say anything..... I just want to get angry like Ros. Upin Ipin did not exist yet...
"Wes let's go by jeng!" (Let's go home jeng...!) I stood in the doorway after I shook hands with Zima's mother.
Unexpectedly, Nurin even provoked, "Pundi se calone mbak Tul!" (Where is the candidate mbak Tul. If it's gentle let's go out.!) Ma'am Nurin was a little screaming.
"I'm a Lo yo!" (I came home, yes) I said.
"Rotul's pottery check mby ndisiki!" (Let Rotul go home first) said jeng Kar.
Ihhh. mentolo ngetak jeng Kar me, you can not be trusted basic jeng!!
On the porch of the house through the window I seduced them to come home, this is really embarrassing. But base my friends on all sableng, they insist still do not want to go before seeing Cak Im.
srittt......! I'm a murmur in my heart.
Long enough they provoked Cak Im to come out to reveal the trunk of his nose until I was tired of hearing their chirping.
From the side door next to the house, the figure my friends were waiting for appeared. Wearing hem and sarong clothes and black kopyah on his head makes him more handsome.
Aaarggghhhh.... This is crazy...... why did you show up? you should be inside. I who was on the terrace alone could see it at a very close distance. This was our first meeting since he asked me to, my heart was beating running around.
"Sinten sing curious kale kulo?" (Who is curious about me?) he said as he walked towards the living room and he passed me by just like that.
Oh my God......!!!! Am I the only one who shits? it's not love that claps one hand, is it? He didn't have to marry me, did he?
Sriiiit...... Why is everything like this?
I walked away from them. Heedless of the voices asking me to stay. I was so embarrassed and didn't know where to put my face.
That night I became my friend's moon. The night I always remember being humiliated by my friends.
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A few days after that, while I was busy watching television, my sisters who had been playing around in front of the neighboring house suddenly ran home screaming
" onok cak IM..There Cak Im no Cak Im.).
pateng gedeblekan blew the omah then they ran towards the bathroom, like de javu, it seems like we had experienced this kind of thing but not in this house but in his house Mbah.
Hearing his name, I turned off the television and went into the room and closed the door. Even my mother panicked and went into her room.
What the fuck....?.
But yes, that's how it happened at the time.
Srek...srek...srek. Shortly afterwards he heard her say hello
"Assynoltk...,"
"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullah.." my mother replied while coming out of her room and then knocked on my door and told me to come out but I pretended not to hear and remained in the room.
"Eh.... wonten nopo?"( What is it) my mother said with krama language to her future son-in-law while commenting on a smile.
"Anu bade nyuwun....." (That would ask KK) her melodious voice sounded in my ears, her voice very soft and stirring my heart. From his voice I guessed that he was so patient.
"Iki Lo cak im njaluk kk" (This is what Cak Im asked KK) said the mother addressed to me while knocking on my room door.
I was forced to leave my room to look for KK as a requirement of our marriage. Though it could have been the mother who took it but surely my mother was also nervous in front of her daughter-in-law.
Kliwis-kliwis.
Alamak. But our interaction this time was only that. I found KK then handed him over and then I went back to my room.he immediately said goodbye to my mother after that.