OJO NGONO MAS

Must be kangen bune

He spends time with Nunik. The girl was crying knowing that she was leaving for her husband's house in the city tomorrow. Sri is also sad because she will be separated from Nunik who has accompanied her from childhood.

Lucky came to pick her up in front of Nunik's house. After saying goodbye, they went home. It turns out that at home, Warti has been packing all Sri's goods that will be brought tomorrow.

There were two suitcases full of Sri's clothes. The girl just stared at the suitcases. Tomorrow he will leave his beloved hometown. Her dear mother and sisters, niece and loyal friend.

The anxiety was present again. Fear of his fate in the city. Sri feels like a village girl who pits fate to find a job in the city. It really cannot be predicted.

Living with a husband who never loved her. A marriage that is just pretend. Lucky has a lover, and he never takes kindly to Sri. Always show annoyance and lazy attitude to face it.

But Lucky has promised not to do anything and Sri keeps that promise. Sri is sure Lucky will keep it. Seen this morning, Lucky kept their agreement not to sleep one bed.

Sri met her mother in the room. Open his mother's room without knocking first. Looks like Mom is folding a new rag. Sri came near.

"Ono opo nduk?" ask Warti.

Sri just shut up. Sitting next to his mother in bed. Clutching Warti's shoulder and laying his head there.

"Sri must be kangen same bune later" said Sri lirih.

"Yes nduk. Mother must miss you too" Warti held her daughter's hand warmly. "But you also have a rune there. Your mother-in-law is good"

"Bune"

""Let's nduk?"

"How much does Sri bring bune?"

"That's all yours. All new"

Sri tightened her embrace. Satisfying to embrace his beloved mother.

"Bune sure, bune Melani dear Karo (sama) Sri?"

"Cah ayu loh. Bune has known him for a long time. But at that time bune lali (forget) tell us our new address. So your in-laws can't find us anymore"

Sri silence. Still laying his head on his shoulders. Now Sri hugged Warti tightly. It was not like he was going to separate from his mother. The mother who always fussed and forbade all her likes. But Sri always broke it. And mother can only nag at length when Sri comes home.

"Saiki (now) wes nduwe bojo nduk. Mesti nurut Karo (with) your bojo. Ojo mbantah wae. Seng (the) polite Karo mertuo mu nduk. Zinc diligent. Tangine (wake up) zinc isuk-isuk (morning). Ojo mbangkong meneh" Warti gave his youngest daughter a gift.

"Sri ora never mbangkong toh buk" Sri dodged.

"Well.bune only ngingetke nduk. Ojo Sampek ngono mako(later) neng omahe(his home) mertuo mu"

Sri's heart felt sore. Later he will not hear any more babbling his mother advising Every day. Eyes warming. Tears are pushing out. Sri cried softly on her mother's shoulders.

"Bune, Sri apologize Yo. Sri always makes bune nagging. Sri often Ndak obediently" Sri kissed her mother's cheek. grabbed the wrinkled hand and kissed it with tears.

"Bune, love you. Remember the message bune Yo. seng politely Karo mertuo mu. Nurut Karo your bojo"

Warti was also crying. She hugged her mother tightly. Sobbing in his mother's arms. Although his mother is chatty, but it's because of love. She is always there and always gives her full love.

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Sri returned to her room after an hour of conversation with her mother. Somehow his spirit is weakened to face tomorrow. He thought, by marrying Lucky the problem would be solved. Lucky will leave and both of their parents will not force anymore.

But he was wrong. Problems are just beginning. She must follow wherever her husband will take her. Even her in-laws would take her to their home. Sri didn't think up to that. In her brain just how quickly her mother did not force her to marry again.

Sri opened the room door. Missed his bed. Ingi unwinded and unsettled heart. But as soon as the room opened, Indra's kiss felt strange tickling. The very masculine fragrance of perfume instantly slapped his nose.

For a moment Sri was glued to stand in the doorway, while continuing to breathe the scent of perfume that made her brain relax. Not yet aware if his room is now filled with other people.

Once opened his eyes, Sri immediately realized if the aroma came from the body of someone who often presents quarrels lately. Somehow the atmosphere of his room became more dominated by the presence of Lucky.

It looks like Lucky is sitting on the sofa, and is still seriously struggling on his laptop. Not paying attention to Sri going into the room. Sri also glanced a little. Didn't pay much attention to Lucky. They were like two strangers who did not know each other. With guidelines do not interfere in each other's affairs.

Sri laid her body on the bed. Getting used to seeing no one in the room but her. Cowering in bed and covering her body with a blanket.

Lucky glanced at him for a moment. Frowning saw Sri who was curled up under a thick blanket. Sri Room has no AC. How could the girl sleep with such a thick blanket? lucky always feels hot.

Sri changed her position. Now back. His eyes could not be closed. The shadow of his departure tomorrow still haunts his mind.

Because Sri moves too much, Lucky becomes disturbed. Staring at Sri on the bed that still looked agitated.

"Can you just shut up?" lucky suddenly said.

The baritone's voice sounded cold. Sri was irritated to hear the more precise word of the order. Can't she be free in her own room?

But Sri tried to be patient. Ignoring Lucky's commanding tone. Don't make a fuss anymore. He closed his eyes to go to sleep immediately. But his brain could not compromise.

"Your blanket is too thick" Lucky said suddenly.

Hearing that Sri's body feels stiff. Stop changing his position. Think about what Lucky meant to say. Why is it so thick? did he mean for Sri not to wear a blanket, did he?

Suddenly Sri felt a breeze blowing through her face. Sri opened her eyes. Feel where the wind comes from. Sri glanced towards the window. Lucky just opened the window of the room wide.

Sontak Sri rose from her sleep. Glared at Lucky who was cuefully sitting back on the sofa facing his laptob.

"Why open Mase?" Lucky just glanced at him a little. "Wind in Mase's loh!"

"Hot" is just Lucky's answer. Then busy again typing in his laptob.

Huh! really sucks. Sri is increasingly unable to sleep this way. But to fight again, it felt like he was already lazy. And it would not be good to hear out of the room.

Sri relented. Leave the window open and don't press Lucky again. He was back in bed. Raise the blanket to his neck. Don't want to think anymore.

sleeps.