Princess Cost

68# I'm sorry..

Sri was silent a thousand languages as she sat alone with the Gods in her campus garden. Today the gods deliberately came to Sri because of the story of Santi who had hit Sri. While Sri himself never told God about Santi who attacked him in front of his Kost-kost-an housing complex.

The god looked at Sri's face which was still bruised at her temple, and there was a claw wound on Sri's smooth cheek.

"Why don't you tell me? sorry, I just got home from KKN." God Saying.

Sri is still silent a thousand languages. He was just trying to calm down and not vent his anger on the Gods. What Siti said was right, what was wrong was Santi, after all God had chosen him and Santi did not accept the breakup of his relationship with God.

"I'm sorry." God's mouth was filled with regret and tried to touch Sri's cheeks that looked reddened due to the wounds that had not dried.

Sri tried to avoid the hand of the God, then she looked at the man with a flat gaze.

"Mas, if Mas can't silence former Mas iku. Better stay away from me. I'm not angry with God. But, I just want Mas Dewa to know, if I don't like it if the former Mas continue to bother me. If Mas is serious to me, please, please, I want Mas to be firm." Sri Saying.

The god sighed then he lowered his face deeply.

"Ok, let's report it to the police. It's got a reason." God Saying.

Sri fell silent and looked at the God in disbelief.

"Yo pity anyway Mas. He'll be in jail." Sri Saying.

"Keep me what? isn't it better that he's in jail and not bothering us anymore? Sri, I've been firm with him. But he's getting crazy." Bright God.

Sri was silent again. He was confused what to say. It's true, God has been too firm with Santi. But, what power? Santi wants the gods.

"We could ban others. But, can we prevent the words and deeds of people to us, if we don't teach them a lesson by keeping them in prison?" Ask Gods.

Sri looked at the emotion-looking God and no longer knew how to deal with her former lover, Santi.

"I told you, I'm serious about you! My heart is for you Sri. If you don't believe me, let's get married!" Challenge Gods.

"Aaa, anu anu Mas, I'm not ready yet Mas." Said Sri who felt faint as God threatened her to marry the man immediately.

"Keep me how? should I hit him too? I would love to hit him and return all his treatment to you. But do I have to do that, Sri?"

Sri lowered her face.

"Let's come with me." Saying the Lord while guiding Sri's hand.

"Mas, where are we going anyway?" Ask Sri.

The god led Sri to the campus parking lot. Then, he took his motorcycle and told Sri to go up on his bonnet.

"Good, come on." God Saying.

"Where are we going?" Ask Sri.

"Follow yeah, you'll know." God Saying.

"But not to the police station anyway?"

"No, relax, we're not going to the police station." The Lord tried to convince Sri.

With Doubt, Sri climbed on the bonnet of a motorcycle belonging to God and they left the campus.

...

The day had gone up in the evening, Cempaka was seen pensive on the porch of the Nyak Tatik home pavilion. His face looked worried and pale. Siti who had just swept the courtyard helped Nyak Tatik, came over to Cempaka and sat down beside him.

"Knapo and Cem?"

Cempaka glanced at Siti and smiled at the girl.

"There's nothing at all."

"Kok muko ang fashion tu bana?"

"That means?" Ask Cempaka.

"Oh iyo den forgot, ang indak can speak Minang doh." (Red-Oh yeah I forgot, you don't speak Minang.)

Cempaka scrunched his forehead.

"Eh Siti, you teach me the Minang language. Let me teach you Sundanese." Cempaka.

Cempaka laughed and looked excited.

"Yes Ti. Oh yes, my same story about your village Ti."

"Hmmmm, santa." (Red-santa-while)

Siti pulled out her phone and showed a picture of the natural scenery in her village.

"Ha, iko, cubo you caliac." (Red-ha, here's what you see.)

"Caliac?" Ask Cempaka.

"Come on, Caliak." Said Siti while handing over her phone.

Cempaka received Siti's phone and looked at the pictures Siti took while she was in her village.

"It's so lovely Ti." Say Cempaka with an amazed face.

"Beautiful right? mangkonyo, bilo-bilo you play ka kampuang den."

Cempaka looked back at Siti.

"Oh, I don't know what tea you're talking about." Cempaka.

Siti laughed, then she taught Cempaka Minang language. The two of them seemed to occasionally laugh upon hearing the syllables and differences in words from each of their regions.

"Teen, how to go home yo? the day is empty Maghrib." Siti Say. (Red-these people haven't come home yet? it is almost Maghrib.)

Cempaka who had begun to understand a little Minang language also replied.

"Come on, kama pai nyo paja-paja tu." (Red-I don't know, where did those people go) Cempaka said stammeringly.

Siti laughed loudly when she heard Cempaka speak Minang.

"Ha, pass ang tu. Santa Lai is Minang ang mah Cem." (Ha, pass you that, soon to be our minang Cem.)

Cempaka laughed out loud. He felt amused himself when he spoke Minang with stammering.

The fence of the house is open, looks like Batra who is opening the fence to enter his car. The man glanced at Cempaka and Siti.

"Sia tu yo?" Ask Siti curious.

"Oh him, he's my sister-in-law's tea." Cempaka.

"Oh, handsome yo." Say Siti again.

Cempaka looked at Siti suspiciously.

"Don't tell me you love tea at first sight Ti." Cempaka Goda.

Siti raised both her eyebrows and looked at Cempaka closely.

"Silver is. indak." Said Siti while smiling shyly.

"He's still in college. Now tea semester 6. I think he's tea suits you well Ti." Cempaka.

Siti blushed in embarrassment as Cempaka said she was a good match for Batra.

"Aden was mancaliak inyo bara last day Cem. Den kiro nyo is a guest. Don't know Nyak Tatik's son either." (Red-I've seen him a few days ago Cem. I guess he's just a guest.)

"Indak-indak, inyo adiak in-law den." Said Cempaka who returned to Minang with stammering.

"hahahhahahaa.. funny to Cem, Minang nyo." Siti laughed until she held her stomach that felt stiff.

Shortly after, Rozi came home. Cempaka immediately said goodbye to Siti to welcome her husband who had just returned from the office.

Siti smiled and invited Cempaka to come home. He continued to look at Cempaka and Rozi who were so friendly when they met.

"Ondeh... Suppose you were married, fashion tu juo maybe yo."

"Lah kalam hari mah, kama lah paja-paja tu. Sri jo si Butet ko malala mah, In tingga-tingga nyo se den surang. The fate of bana ko singles." (Red-Day is dark, where are those people. Sri the same Butet playboy, in the lives of only me alone. Singles fate) Siti said with a sad face.

Then, he went inside and closed all the pavilion windows.