Prayer of the Worthwhile. Taligama Lotus
Part 7's
"So what, Nusaibah Marwah?"
"What about you, ma?"
"I'm among your encouragement, aren't I? hmmm," urged Marko, so eager to hear the answer, from the woman of his heart.
"Mas has always been good, ever since, always trying to make me smile."
"So?"
"Slightly more, Mas's support in my life, also made me, more excited, live life."
Marko smiled, as he looked at Marwah's blushing face, "Alhamdulillah, hey...., why are you looking down?"
Drrt drrtt
The sound of a mobile phone shakes from Marko's suit pocket, cutting off the chatter of two nostalgic adults.
"A little while, I pick up the phone first" Marko's permission to Marwah.
"Please Mas."
Marko moved away from Marwah, after he found out who was contacting him. Not to take the risk, his mother will be furious if she knows she is back in touch with Marwah, a woman whose family has incised deep wounds on her mother as well as herself, but the great love for his first love, until his wound was slowly healed.
"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am"
Alaikumsalam, where are you? mom comes home, you are not there, said bi Yati has not come home for several days?
"Sorry ma'am, again doing work in Bandung, what's the matter with the house?"
Saturday tomorrow mom invited Jeng Asih Sinta to the house, for dinner, I hope you groom mom to welcome them.
"Just accompany ya ma'am, not with mom's plan about matchmaking."
The important thing is that you come first, I don't want any reason, remember that you are almost 40 years old, your friends in the village already have grandchildren.
"God willing, ma'am, I'm doing it."
Yes, I'm waiting for your arrival, assalamualaikum.
"Alaikumsalam."
Taking a rough breath, the sudden grim countenance of the face, the gaze sweeping over the night view of the city, from the hospital window, glimpsed looking back, the woman who became the queen of her heart has slumbered, the woman who became the queen of her heart has fallen asleep, maybe because of the influence of drugs, while the nurse he hired to accompany Marwah had returned when he received a call from his mother.
Back to the storm in his chest, should he accept the matchmaking that his mother thrust, or keep waiting for the woman who is asleep in his dreams.
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1998
Smoke soaring high almost covered the light this afternoon, at the intersection of the road, tires burned, motorcycles were also burned, almost all the rows of shops that were at the top of the road were targeted by the time.
The anger of the people was no longer contained, the protest that was originally peaceful, by late afternoon became anarchist, students who were originally polite but firm when decorating, turned violent.
Even high school children do not want to stay silent, they joined in the API (Indonesian Student Action) to voice disappointment over the lies of the rulers of the country who for 32 years covered up their depravity.
Each activist leader or representative of the elements of society who joined the protest in front of the building of the people, took turns voicing their disappointment, he said, likewise, a young girl who is still sitting in the 2nd grade of the high school, loudly ornate to voice the contents of the hearts of the people.
Almost 30 minutes he was on an open tub car that had been conjured into a stage of people's voices, sweat spots began to wet his face, the heat of the sun did not dampen his spirit defending the people, the sharp look in his eyes was ready to hit anyone who was in front of him.
About 100 meters away from the impromptu folk stage, a young man in a white-gray uniform, and a headband stared in amazement at the girl who was ornate, a sweet smile was etched from the corner of her lips as well as applause, whenever a loud voice sounded from on the folk stage.
STM students who were in the search phase of identity had already shaken their hearts when they first saw the face of ayu girl who had just finished her oration, some friends who were beside him felt astonished since that usually fierce young man, suddenly turned into calm.
Jefri said hitting his friend's shoulder, "Jon, buset dah, kalem very loe? what satan loe?"
"Obviously, again want to be put in, bring no loe drinking water?"
"Gue buyin first, bye, wait here first."
"Okay, don't be long.
The head-bound young man tried to get closer to the crowd of children of Tunas Bangsa High School, one of the favorite schools that are mostly from the upper class, children of officials, children of entrepreneurs, and many others, even until expatriate children study at schools that use English as the language of instruction.
By carrying a bottle of mineral water that his friend had given him earlier, the young man who began to feel the buds of romance was increasingly thrust into the line of girls who had seized his attention.
The view can not be separated from the beautiful girl, with a high height, yellow skin typical of Asian girls, hair in a long braid past the back is a perfect creation of God.
While enjoying the scenery is so enchanting, somehow he felt if the protesters increasingly pushed back, the body also pushed, even to shift from its original place.
Busy balancing the body because it is pushed, until he unwittingly gets away with the position of the girl who began to tease his heart.
"Shit, where did it go? look no further," with confusion and fear of loss, looking to the right and left, looking for a beautiful figure who was pushed back even more.
Duaaar...
Before long there was an explosion and black smoke billowing from a distance, the direction from the front of the protesters, the screams and shouts of each other, the situation became chaotic, the number of protesters that may be noisy, the number of protesters may be noisy, disperse, run down the ridge.
For those who are brave, it is a mistake to show their brutal actions, sedans for those who do not want to make a fuss choose to leave the arena that has been chaotic.
Many students are also high school students who cry hysterically in fear while running, in a chaotic situation like this saving yourself is the best way.
The stone has started flying, the exhausted security forces also began to lurch forward, with tear gas.
Armored cars have moved forward with riot troops, repelling violent and anarchist protesters, water canon cars have been spewing ammunition from earlier, wet young souls that are still quickly ignited.
In the chaos, the head-bound young man glimpsed at the beautiful girl he was looking for, running in the wrong direction, picking up a hail of stones thrown lightly by whom.
Quickly, running towards the girl who was crying in fear and confusion, clutching firmly the girl's wrist so as not to escape from her grasp, and taking her running away from the chaos that occurred.
In his run, the young man still had time to shout, "Don't be afraid, I will take you to a safe place, if necessary to get to your house."
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Jeng...jeng...jeng......, who are you? how their fate next, wait for the story yes
who stopped by, thank you, and have fun
