
"This is how sir, really! all the teachers are present, who is there?" Bu Sekar asked after they somewhat moved away from the crowd of the invited guests.
"That's what confuses you, ma'am. We will not invite anyone but close relatives. Because, we feel sorry for Cempaka" Mr. Jati scratched his head that does not itch.
" We're like we're trapped, sir. If we avoid the invited guests, it's impossible. Time, our son who became his bride, we are not in place. If we stay there, we are confused to answer the questions of the invited guests. Oh, how is this?"
"That's mom, we've got a trap. But, who is it?" Jati sir seems hard thinking.
From a distance, more and more invited guests arrived, increasingly making ketar-ketir bu Sekar and pak Jati.
Moreover, the invited guests, the teachers and their colleagues, Mr. Teak in the office.
Making Pak Teak and bu Sekar hot cold.
" Besan, why are you here?" Bu Tari approached the place of Bu Sekar and Pak Jati with a meaningful smile.
" Emh, emh, we, we again ngadem first" Ms. Sekar immediately replied.
Ms. Tari just smiled hearing that answer. He already knew what had really happened to his besi.
"You have to do your own son. Walnuts are clever and also cunning" Bathinnya while continuing to smile.
"Come on, sir! We meet them, it's all fellows. It feels inappropriate if we continue here" Ms. Tari took her arm from Sekar, brought her to the place where the invited guests were eating the dish.
Inevitably Jati sir also followed him from behind.
"Pak Jati, congratulations on his daughter's marriage. But, why isn't the show at Jati's own house?" A guest is sitting.
"DIG!"
It feels like someone is punching the heart of Jati sir and Bu Sekar.
The husband and wife looked at each other, confused.
"Emh, it just so happens that we want the party to be held here" With red cheeks, Ms. Sekar replied.
" Ooh, very good about the iron"
Praise the guest.
"Sir, mother is already sultry silence here" Ms. Sekar rubbed the sweat that poured down her face.
" Where it was eleven o'clock more, the invited guests were crowded at the arrival" Gumam bu Sekar.
With that situation, Jati and Bu Sekar can not think clearly.
They can not guess, who has made the act of inviting all his colleagues without his knowledge.
"Adzan Dhuhur is also not ma'am, the show is still a long time ago" Pak Jati complained.
"Bu Sekar, Jati sir, congratulations"
I don't know how many hundred times Bu Sekar and Pak Jati received the remark.
"Thank you sir, ma'am" Every time you return the congratulations, the hearts of Bu Sekar and Pak Jati seemed to be sliced thinly.
Cempaka's face was increasingly felt attached to his eyelids.
*
Meanwhile, Cempaka is busy struggling with his semester exam questions.
He tries to focus on getting good grades.
While Anyelir and his brothers and his family, Mr. Andro, seemed fun to enjoy the wedding. They dissolved in a joyous atmosphere.
"Tea Kenari, how will Jati sir and mother, knowing that we stole the data of the teachers, to invite him. You can be this angry" Ms. Tari whispered to Kenari, in the midst of the crowd of invited guests.
Ms. Tari was feeling anxious as well.
"We avoid the mother" Canary lightly replied.
"We need to think about it" said Mr. Andro.
"How will you, sir, the important thing is now that we enjoy the festivities" Enteng nian Kenari said.
"That bettor sir, now we pretend not to know" said Bunga.
"All right we pretend" In the heart of Walnuts also feel tight-fisted. Afraid that his parents would interrogate him.
"Allahu Akbar Allahu Akbar!" The voice of Adzan Dhuhur reverberated from the Mosque. Indicates the time for dhuhur prayer has arrived.
"Alhamdulilbornabilalamin, finally dhuhur prayer time comes too" muttered pak Jati and bu Sekar jubilangan.
That way, they could momentarily avoid the questions of the invited guests.
"Come sir! We go to musholla first"
The smile on his lips was sekar.
Mr. Jati also did not wait invited twice, he immediately followed his wife's invitation to Musholla, doing dhuhur prayers while avoiding the invited guests with questions that make them cold hot.
*
"Who would do this to us?" Complaints pak Jati after they finished praying dhuhur.
"Didn't you feel suspicious about someone?" Bu Sekar's fishing rod.
"So, you can't think in that direction" he said.
"Don't, our son sir! You remember a few days ago, Kenari told Cempaka to take the data archive in my office?" Apparently the memory of Bu Sekar began to be directed.
"meaning? Canary that made all this? But, what does that mean?" Jati still hesitates.
"Father, all this time Canary has never told Cempaka to minjam the Teacher-teacher data archive. Make what? Try to remember!"
"Yes right ma'am, it looks like Kenari is doing it. Abaghfirullahaladzim apos... If it is true that he acted, very brave of the child, do not think long how the effect" Mr. Jati nodded his head.
"For whatever reason he dared to do that ridiculous thing. Maybe he tricked Cempaka into taking the data archive without your knowledge, God"
Pak Jati seemed not to be out of thought with the behavior of his eldest son.
"But, hopefully, all our assumptions are not true, sir" Ms. Sekar tried to calm her husband's heart.
" If not the canary, who else would dare to be so. You want to finish this party, you want to know the truth, who is really the mastermind over all this?" Jati sir said limp.
"Yes sir, now what's next? There's no way we're gonna stay here. Inevitably we have to face it" Ms. Sekar was no less upset.
Forcibly, the couple moved from their seats.
With a shaky step, they again approached the crowd of invited guests to greet him.
*
"Assalamualaikum ma'am Sekar, sir Haji, where have you been? How come! We just met, when we were here" A guest greeted him with a rather offensive question.
"Waalaikum... We are from musholla first ma'am" Ms. Sekar tried to be patient.
"Eh, by the way, why is it not held in his house just Sekar party?" The question came out of the mouth of the guest.
"Our message that wants it" continued bu Sekar again while trying gently, even though the heart is in the opposite state.
"I noticed, it seems like Mom and Dad seem to be not fit" One seemed to notice the situation of Bu Sekar and Pak Jati.
"I, yeah, emh, maybe we're a little cape an" Sahut pak Jati with a forced smile.
"You should rest first" said one of the guests.
Bu Sekar glanced at him with the corner of his eye. Apparently, it's a different neighbor RT.
"Yes, I've been looking for him too. But, it seems like he's not here. Poor him yes ma'am, already in the same marriage Buana, not in the blessing of his love story with whom? Who is ABRI member? Eeh, now stepped on by his sister" The mother next to him greeted him enthusiastically.
"No doubt yes, it turns out that Mr. Jati and Bu Sekar are favoritism, pity Cempaka. Looks like he was deliberately in the umpetin not to watch this party" said the other invited guest.
"If Cempaka is not hidden, there is no way she is not here now" said the first mother.
"Why not be strict with children. Mr. Jati and Bu Sekar seem to lose with his children. In fact, Mr. Jati and Bu Sekar are educated, respected, respected people again. But, why is his attitude so?" Another timpal again.
Unpleasant words and words heard, so smoothly rolling from the nosy mouths of the guests.
I want it to feel like Bu Sekar is interfering with those who talk at will. However, those invited guests, did not mistakenly think so. That was his situation.
"Sir" Whispered Bu Sekar, he was no longer strong with the babble of the invited guests.
"Our ma'af stayed for a while" Pak Jati's ears were no longer strong enough to hear all the babbling of the invited guests.
"Yes sir, please" said one of the guests.
" This is true, something seems to be wrong" Someone blushed again full of confidence.
"If they don't feel guilty, there's no way they're as agitated as they are and leave us here right away, this is really something that's not right, just curious" Another one's right again.
Looking at his two parents trapped in the confusion, Kenari and Carnation began to fidget. They did not think that the invited guests would be there even many who said that nosy.
"Son, what if you and I are suspicious of us?" Carnations whispered miserably.
Walnuts did not answer him immediately, because he himself had already broken his heart.
He was thinking about the reason, if later both his parents really interrogated him.
"Sister!" Carnation pinched her brother's hand.
Because, Walnuts did not answer immediately.
"What?" Kenari.
"Where is this brother? I'm afraid of being angry with mom and dad" Anyelir grimaced in fear.
" I don't know, my sister was confused too. Already, not much. Now greet your guests with a friendly smile. Brother wants no need first" Walnuts passed leaving Carnations and Lightning in the guarantee chair.
" Where are you going?" Carnations worry.
"Shhh!" The canary keeps the index finger on his lips.
Carnations take away fear.
"It's silent, Kak Kenari may want there to be a need first" said Lightning to calm his wife.
From a distance Carnation saw her brother leave her in-laws' house, leaving the party in progress.
Carnations grow louder in his heart. She was afraid that her brother would shy away from his responsibilities. He was afraid of the canary running away.
"Mom, how is this?" Carnations complain to Bu Tari, the in-law.
"Where is neng?" Ms. Tari doesn't understand. Because, he just got there.
"Sir Kenari left, his son was also taken" Anyelir worried.
"To where? Kan, the show's not over yet, why leave?" Hearing the walnut leave, ma'am Tari also looked anxious.
He was afraid of the canary running away.
"If the canary runs away, how will it be? If bu Sekar and Pak Jati ask about the invited guests who are teachers; that's how?" Gumam bu Tari was-was.
"Where is Kenari pamit going neng?" Ma Tari asked curiously.
"Not saying anything ma'am, just she said there was a need first" Carnations began to tear into her eyes. Fear clearly loomed on his face.
The bride's makeup was unable to cover her anxiety.
As the day went on, I saw the Ashar prayer Adhan had echoed an hour ago.
Mr. Jati and Bu Sekar have returned from the musholla. Now they are not hesitant and confused like the dhuhur time earlier. Now they feel sure. That what made all of this was his firstborn.
They had already prepared some questions for his children, especially for Walnut, his eldest son. Which is for sure he is the mastermind.
But alas, Bu Sekar and Pak Jati did not know that the firstborn who was cunning had run away, run away from his responsibility.
Before five o'clock in the afternoon, the invited guests were no longer present.
Carnations are getting thinner.
The canary is not back. I don't know where he went with his son.
"I went to the room first yes, want to change clothes already sultry" Anyelir wanted to avoid the gaze of his parents.
"Yes, I'm also tired of taking a bath" Lightning was terrified too, she didn't want to stay alone.
"Sir, we don't go home before we know who the real mastermind is" Ms. Sekar growled.
" We should meet first who has a house, it seems they know everything" Mr. Jati was also no less furious.
With an upset heart, the two entered into her house bu Tari. They searched all the rooms one after another. However, Miss Tari and Mr. Andro they did not find.
It seems, Miss Tari and Mr. Andro already smell the smells if the iron will look for him.
Therefore, they immediately secured themselves, going into his room.
"Where to? How come! In every room is not theirs" Bu Sekar asked annoyedly.
"They seem to have bumped ma'am! We lost fast"
Sesal mr. Jati.
"flower?" Bu Sekar called his son who just came out of the bathroom.
"Huh? Mama! The father!" Flowers were shocked to hear her mother calling her name.
"Why are you surprised?"
Mr. Jati pretended not to know.
"Emh, nothing ma'am, just a shock. What's wrong mom?" The flower tried to hide her fear.
"You saw her in-laws Carnations?"
"Not ma'am"
" Where are ya? Time instantly disappeared. Same mom wants to go home, it's late afternoon"
"Where else is the bride?"
"Flower, you know who invited your teachers and co-workers?"
" Eng, don't know sir" With a wave of Flowers answered him.
" Where is your brother going?" Jati Pak Garrumphed.
"Not knowing either" Sahut Bunga.
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