Pink Love

Little Palace

In a corner of the village, the house of the Budi and Yuli families stood alone like a small palace parallel to the houses owned by neighbors. Living and living in the village did feel more peaceful and serene, the water flowed clear fresh and the plants were flourishing. Budi's modest house at the end of the hamlet uses a spring that always drains its clear water without knowing the season. The springs are one of the sources of life for village farmers to irrigate rice crops in their rice fields.

The lush plant of banana, coconut, coffee and bamboo trees in the residents' yards makes the village scenery more beautiful. The clattering sound of the beautiful flowing air reconciled the mood of anyone who stopped by and sat for a moment enjoying the nature of Sumber Balong village under the hill there. In this simple house Princess Kusuma Aprilia the first child of the family Budi and Yuli was born.On a simple bed the hand of her father Budi.

When the atmosphere of the village is calm during the day, but when the atmosphere of the village is quite dark and gripping. A little child is like a little angel who is sensitive to everything that happens around the house. During the night, the little princess sometimes awoke from sleep and cried. With the breast milk of Yuli the mother, the little one will stop crying and go back to sleep.

Every night the mood is not the same. Although it has been loved, but the little one still continues to cry and seems not to stop. If the little one is fussy and crying, then Budi immediately out of his house, with a flashlight in his hand he walks around his house. The dark felt gripping, only the dim moonlight peering from behind the coconut and bamboo leaves covering the plantation. The clattering sound of water flowing at night that gripped the silent core in the ear like the sound of nature dhikr in silence. Budi just kept stepping combing the atmosphere around his dark house gripping on the umbrella of trees around the plantation. At the end of the time there was a black shadow sitting quietly, Budi directed his flashlight to the black shadow that sat on the edge of Kali.

"Who is it!" ask Budi to one of the young men who was sitting while fishing alone on a lonely night.

"I... Karim." replied the young man in a hooded glove as a protector from the night mosquito attack.

"Eh... You are Karim... I guess who?" budi said relieved.

"Yes, I'm Karim." he replies with a smile.

Budi just smiled as he shook his head "Kok ya dare to be right that Karim these nights fishing at times alone." Budi inner while continuing the footsteps to circle his house.

A hobby is sometimes difficult to reason with reason, challenging and frightening things they live happily. On a lonely gripping night only illuminated by the moon, Karim calmly went through his fishing hobby without fear of ghosts that might come and appear on a quiet night.

One day Budi asked Karim, "Hi Karim, are you not afraid of ghosts, if at night you fish alone?".

"Have a fear of what the hell, the important thing is I don't bother them and they won't bother me either." karim answered with a smile because he used to see ghost sightings when he fished at night.

Although there was a figure who appeared at the end of the time on a quiet night, the angler was ordinary without fear of carrying out his fishing hobby. They are like busy friends without any communication. Karim remains engrossed in fishing at times, while an apparition of a grandmother washing cloth at times, is also busy with working without a care.

Budi went back inside the house after finishing surrounding his house on a lonely night. The little one who had been crying, was now calm in the sling of Yuli who looked sleepy sleep alone. Budi brought his little daughter in a quiet night, he read again the verse of the chair as a personal protector.

The days passed, the happiness of the Budi and Yuli families seemed to be in harmony producing beautiful harmony in the new household he built. The beautiful and timid Yuli makes the husband as a refuge in a quiet night of silence gripping disturbing the peace of self.

Yuli's cowardice makes Budi seem to be a full husband as the head of the household. If the night to just go to the bathroom, Yuli always asked for a husband to accompany her.

Friday night this time felt more gripping and scary, the atmosphere of the village was quite quiet and the residents were reluctant to get out of their homes. After the Maghrib prayer, the villagers used to read Yasin's letter and send prayers to their grandparents and relatives who had gone before them to the afterlife.

After Isya residents prefer to stay silent to sleep in his house. Tonight it rained so hard, little princess Yuli slept softly covered with thick blankets and pillow bolts on both sides accompanied by Budi beside her. Yuli tried to close her eyes but drowsiness did not come to her who was again depressed. Mas Bagus through his letter wants Yuli to be parted with mas Budi the husband. The magnitude of the love of Bagus to Yuli makes Bagus mas as if to be blind. Love is cruel, for the sake of love blossom that is still buried, Good was ready to divorce Dina in order to marry Yuli. Good can not step into realizing the old dream if Yuli status is still the wife of people. The rain still did not stop even though it had been three hours, as Yuli dissolved in daydreams.

"Well haven't you slept on the deck?" said mas Budi disperse the daydreams of Yuli.

"Ah yes that, due to most watching ghost movies on television" said Budi while getting up to the bathroom.

Apart from the bathroom, Budi checked the dining table cabinet. It turned out that there was only rice, no side dishes for him to eat. Hungry that comes makes Budi rise to go out buying instant at the stall shop in the middle of the hamlet.

"Where are you going?" ask Yuli.

"You want to buy instant noodles Dek, wake up suddenly Mas's stomach feels hungry." replied Budi as his steps slowly.

"Don't long loh Mas." Yuli is afraid that she will be left alone.

"Yes Dek, just for a moment" said Budi while opening the front door.

Outside the looks of rain is still falling, the atmosphere of the village quiet gripping only small lights on the terrace residents as a light. Budi closed the door of his house, then stepped towards the stall in the middle of the hamlet there. The remaining puddles of rainwater that cover the courts and streets, make Budi pull and fold the pants knee-high. Budi increasingly careful when treading on the hamlet road on the edge of two balong/fish ponds as an icon of the history of the hamlet. The amount of rain that fell, making the water in the balong overflow to cover the village road that he passed.

The hamlet road turned like a moat as it was filled with rainwater. When stepping concentration Budi only focus on the road he is passing, so that the feet do not touch the hole. He paused for a moment at the edge of the banyan tree umbrella which was very large, he then looked up at the stall about fifty meters away in front of it. Budi every surprise, the stall he went to turned out to have closed the door. Budi look everywhere, the atmosphere of the hamlet tonight is indeed so gripping, until the stalls closed early.

Budi then turned his body back to the right to step back, just now he turned his body, suddenly Budi's eyes caught a white figure standing in the corner of the yard. Budi gasped again for the second time, in a standing motion Budi revealed the white creature from a distance. The creature seemed to leak towards Budi who was still stunned standing, "Let's strong mana equals me." Inner Budi who revealed sharply to the figure of a white creature standing in the middle of the shadow. The longer Budi revealed the creature, as if the creature was staring at him. "Well, he was braver to look at me." Budi continued his steps to return. Budi continued to walk down the hamlet road to the south, a moment later he had turned left along the road. Budi paused for a moment in the middle of the road, he looked back towards the north through the yard. The white figure was still standing in place as before, as if his eyes were still staring at him. The feathers still stand goosebumps, Budi turned right again stepped into his house which lived twenty meters in the corner there.

"Where is the instant fried noodle Mas?" ask Yuli.

"Wah Deck... Mas mistaken. Mas should have seen the stall first from a distance, but due to the concentration of Mas when walking, to avoid pants so as not to get wet exposed to puddles on the road, uh so it is close, so it is close, it turns out that the stall is closed." said mas Budi.

Yuli just smiled chimed in, she then fried the rice for her husband. That night Yuli and Budi ate homemade fried rice. The wall clock's already showing at eleven p.m.

"Let's Dek worship sunnah?" take the Budi to the wife.

"It's late at night loh Mas.could be tomorrow morning Mas Budi even sleepy later at work." replied Yuli.

"Yes not Dek." said Budi as he reached Yuli's hand into his bedroom bed. That night the husband and wife wandered again to heaven, the beauty of the heaven of the world made Yuli forget the sedu that was last afternoon visited her. That night they finally slept through the night. Dawn before Yuli and Budi were awake from their sleep.

After the shower and the Fajr prayer, Budi stepped into the balong to check for the white shadow last night. On the side of the road, Budi smiled feeling silly with himself, the white shadow last night turned out to be only a banana tree child who was deliberately covered in a white sack as a veil so that the banana tree was not in the wild chickens belonging to the residents who were spiced.

"Well, buset bye." whispered Budi with a silly smile due to his fear instinct last night.