Red Hooded Girl

First Kiss

Dewa and Mimin walk towards the parking area of a special motorcycle employee Beretos Cafe located behind the building Baretos Cafe.

"Mina, it's Sunday night, right?" ask the God who walks beside Mimin.

"Emmm... What if Sunday night?" Mimin asked back.

"What the hell." The god scratched his head.

"Are you among the people waiting for Sunday night?" ask Mimin back.

"Eh, don't go. Waiting for sunday night. Right, I'm waiting for the night...." God hangs his words.

"Wait for what night?" ask Mimin because Dewa does not continue his speech.

The god closed her body to Mimin's side, then whispered in Mimin's ear covered in a headscarf. "Wait for the first night, Hihihihi."

"Awwwww.." choked the Lord because Mimin pinched his arm. Then they continued their steps towards the parking area.

They've reached the parking area. The god took the helmet in the storage of the employee's special helmet, fortunately he had brought two helmets. Because before leaving for the cafe, Sol whose motorcycle is on strike asked to be driven home.

The god was about to put a helmet on Mimin's head. Before putting on the helmet, he curled his lips in a smile. And looked at Mimin's face. His hands gently rubbed cheeks as smooth as the baby's skin to make the beautiful woman bow blushed with a tinge of red hue decorate her cheeks.

"You were like a delman in the city on Sunday" said Dewa, still staring at Mimin.

Mimin who was originally bowed blushed for a moment raised his face. "Well, how am I like delman?!" tanyanya.

"Yes, you're a delman in town on Sunday, I'm sitting in the face... Preferential. Hehehe..."

Mimin could not help but smile at the funny chatter of the gods.

"Look at you smile so, I feel like adventuring through time to October 28, 1928," said Dewa when he saw Mimin smile.

"Eh, why?"

"I want to change the manuscript of the Youth Pledge so. I swear I love you."

A smile came back from Mimin's lips.  Now his smile is wider than ever.

The god rubbed Mimin's cheek again. "You're so pretty. Especially if you smile like that" he said.

Then God put a helmet on Mimin's head and also on his head. After they sat perfectly on the bike, Dewa drove his bike to break up the beautiful Sunday night crowd in the beloved city of Serang, with Mimin in his arms. 

God stopped his bike at the city stadium. If it's Sunday night, the access road to the city's stadium turns into a kind of night market. This place is an alternative for city residents who are looking for cheap entertainment without draining their pockets.

Visitors who come mostly are families, especially those who have small children. Because there are so many games for small children in this place. Starting from the playground of child balloons, car rentals, painting and coloring arena, fishing arena and more.

Here too many street vendors who sell ranging from clothing, household furniture, and also various snacks sold in the cart that became the destination God stopped in this place.

"Mina, we came here first isn't it okay?" ask God when he got off his bike.

Mimin. "Yes it's okay. Emm... What do we want to come here?" ask Mimin.

"I often pass by here, want something but embarrassed to buy it," said Dewa while rubbing his neck. "Favorite exposure time is still SD," he explained.

"Oh, what do you want to snack on, let me buy it," bargained Mimin.

The god pointed at a wagon that was not far from them standing. "That's it," he pointed.

Mimin threw his gaze at the cart appointed by the God who turned out to be a lidi-lidian seller. Instantly he smelled his smile. "I like that too" he said.

Then Mimin swung his steps towards the bidi-lidian vendor's wagon and bought a few packs of lidi-lidians for him and the Gods.

"You've bought me a lotus, now change what you want to buy, let me buy it" said God.

Now Mimin's replacement points to a food cart. "I want that!"

"Cireng??" asked Dewa as he looked at the wagon designated by Mimin.

"Yes." Yeah."Mimin nodded confidently.

"All right."

The god approached the cireng seller's cart. Before buying, he took the time to read the writing on the wagon. He shook his head while reading the book. "Cireng Cathedral. Cireng taste baper a love story Andin and Mas Al."

*****

A bright Sunday has arrived. Mimin, Hana, and Rahma agreed to go to Pasar Rau for shopping. Rau Market is a traditional market in the city.

"Selected selected hijab and veil. Neng geulis, Teteh gorgeous, Buibu drop by yuk to the hijab and veil shop Insyaallah Bless!" Sol shouted specially the merchant who promoted his wares.

"Luna Maya has bought Lulu Tobing already. It's Lu Lu who hasn't bought it!"

"New model hijab purchased. Andin's hijab, Andin's hijab, Andin's hijab!"

"Woy Kang, you're not wearing a hijab!" said a mother who happened to pass through the hijab shop Insyaallah Berkah owned by Sol. "Si Akang nih has done public lies in order to reap profits," sewot the mother again.

"Yes, ma'am. Actually, my niece Andin is wearing hijab really," replied Sol.

"Oh, Andin's a nephew by the way. Not kirain Andin who is on TV," said the mother and then continued her journey.

"Mom, didn't you stop by?"

"No Kang, my people don't want to buy a veil."

"Come by Mom, don't buy also ga papa important my store looks rame let the neighbors sirik!" exclaim Sol who was not hounded by the Mother.

"Assalamualaikum, Kang Sol." A woman's voice greeted him. Sol turned around to look at the person who greeted her.

"Waalaikum salam, there are three angels of heaven" Sol replied to Mimin, Rahma, and Hana.

"Kang Sol sells hijab here?" tanya Mimin who just found out that Sol sells hijab in this market.

"Yes, Min. Come on in yuk, stop by the hijab shop Insyaallah Berkah," said Sol.

"Can you take a look at Kang Sol?" rahma.

"Neng Rahma."

"Yes Kang Sol."

"Neng Rahma brought a pen?" ask Sol.

"Pulps??"

"Yes Neng."

"What's Kang for?"

"To write your name in each of my prayers" Sol said, throwing her smile.

*****

Seconds change minutes. Minutes change hours. Hours change day. Days changed by week. It did not feel like more than a week God was forced to lose his beautiful routine in the morning and evening. Before the arrival of Hana, every morning he will go to work with Mimin in a motorcycle. So even in the afternoon, he will pick up Mimin and go home together. But after the arrival of Hana, he could no longer feel such a beautiful moment. Especially now that the break time in the workshop was shortened. Practically make him unable to meet for lunch with Mimin.

Now, the routine of God's days feels bland. Every day, Mimin would leave and go home to work with Hana. Because it just so happened that the campus where Hana taught was quite close to Mimin's office. And what makes his heart even more bland is that Mimin chose to no longer provide breakfast for him, again because of Hana.

"Eat the food Hana brought you. Don't disappoint him!" So Mimin messages every time Hana brings him a meal. And inevitably, like he did not like to obey Mimin's request. Luckily, Mimin still pays attention to washing his clothes.

Although they live next to each other, it seems as if they are separated by a distance that stretches far. That's how he feels now. There is no time to just talk from heart to heart with her heart. Only a cursory chat when passing by Mimin who was sweeping the page after he performed the Fajr prayer.

And this afternoon when he could get home sooner than usual. He was determined to discuss this with Mimin. Not wanting to linger in a bland mood. Very torturous.

Mimin had just finished taking a shower and got dressed when he heard a knock on his door. He immediately opened the door of his room.

“Teh, sought after Ka Dewa tuh!” opi shouted as she opened the door.

“Ka Dewa Nwaiting for Teteh in the living room,” continued Opi again providing information.

“Opi, get the hood Teteh dong in front,” Mimin said.

“Ngapain wear a veil anyway Tea, want to meet this husband. Udah halal,” said Opi then waltzed to leave Mimin.

True as well Opi said. Mimin murmured in his heart.

Then Mimin swung a step towards the living room without wearing a veil, meeting the Gods.

“Ehem... “ Mimin cleared his throat because he saw a God sitting on the living room sofa playing mobile phone.

The god raised his face. Instantly he was stunned to the point of not batting an eye, seeing Mimin appear without a veil covering his head, for the first time.

Mimin's black hair was curled up in the appearance of a Korean artist. Make the neck tiered, white and smooth exposed perfectly. So smooth and clear, maybe if Mimin sipped coffee, the coffee liquid that flows in the throat will be clearly visible in the smooth neck.

Mimin took a position sitting in a straight line in front of the Gods, blocked with a table.

“What's up?” ask Mimin.

“I want to be honest with Hana about our ststus,” replied Dewa.

“Do not..!” Mimin called out in disagreement.

“I don't want to linger on a show like this, Mina. It's very troubling me.”

“I'm worried about Hana. I'm afraid of Hana...”.

“Mina, please. The longer we hide this, it will make Hana more injured,” said Dewa.

Mimin lowered his head. He covered his face with both hands. Indeed, he also felt very burdened with all this.

The god got up from his seat, then walked over to Mimin. Then he took a seat next to Mimin. He rubbed Mimin's head gently.

“Speedly or later Hana will surely know. Don't let Hannah know this from anyone else. And he feels lied to by us. And it will even make him even more angry.” The god still gently rubbed Mimin's head. Trying to ease the burden.

“The longer we keep the theatrical, the bigger we pile up the wound.”

Mimin raised his face then turned to the God sitting beside him and looked at him. “But a-I... “

The god stared back at Mimin, staring fixedly right at the brown bead. “Don't be afraid. We face this together,”.

Highlight the eyes of the two intertwined until finally God turned his eyes on the forehead as smooth as marble that there is a scar there. Stitch scars due to the impact of cans of soft drink scars, because of his actions.

The god gently rubbed Mimin's forehead which contained a scar. Then he put his lips close to the forehead as smooth as that marble.

Cup... He kissed that soft forehead. Very soft and long. Making Mimin close his eyes to feel the soft lips of God who touched his forehead.

The gods have released his kiss. And they still held on in very deep gazes. The god did not want a second to release his eyes on the owner of the beautiful face.

Until he ventured to bring his face closer to the face of the woman he loved so much. Then kiss gently the lips of ranum as sweet as honey. Mimin closed his eyes, permeating the first thing he felt, which created a strange sensation spread throughout his body. The first kiss for him. I don't know why he didn't want to refuse.

Then....

Prahaang....

Without Mimin and Dewa realizing, either since when, Hana was already standing by the door. Hana bought eyes watching the things that Mimin and Dewa did. Instantly his body felt weak, to drop the challenger he was carrying.

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Cung who SD time likes to snack lidi-lidian. I'm the... Iyes.