Red Hooded Girl

Aa

After the Magrib prayer, Hana sat pensively on her alphabet. Usually after the prayer he will teach, but not for this time. Because I feel unable to concentrate. He is struggling with his mind. About the love that befell him.

How his heart is right now, is surely sick and languishing. The bitter reality he had just come to know was like a typhoon that threw down his body, throwing it at the expanse of grief. It was like a wave rolling down his body, drowning him in a sea of sorrow.

Until the age of almost a quarter of a century there is only one man's name written beautifully in his heart. Only one man is described as charming in every dream. The superhero who became the priest candidate of all time. Syadewa Argian's.

But now, he was forced to muffle deeply his feelings, throwing away his hopes.

Who is to blame here. Is he who is too confident his love destiny will boil down to his wishes? Or is it Iyan who has never understood his heart? Or is Mimin his best friend, who hides his status for days? Or should he blame the bad fate that befell him to the author of this novel? (And the author smiled).

Hope now that he can give it all. And soon be met with the best soul mate that the author of this novel has prepared for him. I hope that. Imminent.

*****

After magrib was hired.

"Well, you want to fuck tonight?" sol asked when he saw the God in front of the mirror.

"Ho oh," replied the God as he combed his hair.

"Gue wants to pick up Jejed, he wants to come here" Sol said, tweaking her phone to call Jejed.

"Ah, yes I forgot, haven't responded to Jejed's message. Try to call Sol the Jejed," God said.

"I want a phone call." The sole grips the phone and attaches it to the ear.

Not waiting long, Jejed answered his call.

"Assalamualaikum, Soleh Munawar." Jejed's voice at the other end of the phone mimicked the intonation of Bang Haji Rhoma Irama.

"Waalaikum greetings... Hi, Jedogan's Acne." Sol balas mimicked Bang Haji's intonation.

"Maha..." Both of them laughed on the phone, including the God who was staring at the mirror also laughed.

"Jeds... Where's nyampe?"

"I don't know which one."

"Well, is it a bus?"

"Ho oh."

"If I get to the phone, I'll pick it up."

"alright. Thank you, Soleh Munawar." Jejed said again by imitating Bang Haji's intonation.

"Ah, Really Ter La Lu," Sol replied with a similar intonation, before disconnecting her phone.

Tonight the gods keep running his busking job at the Beretos Cafe. After busking, he found his two best friends Sol and Jejed, former "Lakotum Band" personnel were chatting while waiting for him to come home.

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikum salam. The....!"

"Jejeds...!"

"Huggle....!"

The three Gods, Sol, and Jejed embraced and called out their distinctive yel yel. "Lakotum Band.. tumben tumben tumben Yes!"

"Maha." The three of them laughed. Laugh at their own silliness.

"How, we haven't met in two months. Do I look more handsome?" jejed asked, his hands crossed his chest and putting on a handsome pretentious face.

"Attent." The god pointed his index finger in front of Jejed's face and then moved his index finger like he was counting something. "One, two, three, four, five. Yes congratulations Jed..lo acne is reduced by five seeds," quipped God.

"Maha." The three men laughed, Sol who laughed the loudest.

"Salah Wa, the Jejed acne is not reduced by five seeds, even added seven seeds," said Sol.

"Maha."

"Jed, people who cultivate tuh useful, kayak ornamental fish or ornamental plants that are again hits. This is instead acne cultivation," Sol ledek.

"Maha."

"Alas Sol... Let my acne look like this, I already have a girl. Than the lo... The smell is still single." Jejed exploded Sol.

"Jomblo there are two kinds of tablets. There are singles because most choose and there are singles who have never chosen," said Sol.

"Well, where's Sol coming in?" ask the God while smiling.

"Yes, it's clear. I entered a single that I never voted for. My fate is from birth."

"Maha."

"Eat him Sol, be cool singles. Let singles but many have a crush," said Dewa.

"Sinting lo mah Wa. If I was cool, I wouldn't be single."

"Maha."

"Udah sono clean first Wa, then continue chatting again. We're staying up tonight" Sol said.

"Bang Haji said, stay up late do not stay up if there is no Rika, eh wrong. coffee."

"Maha."

After cleansing himself and praying Isha, the God joined his two best friends.

"Jed, how's it going with me?"

"What must have lost so much lo Wa. Several times you came to my house, nanyain lo. In fact, the last one yesterday afternoon nyokap you still come to the house. But yes I said, do not know where, according to your request," said Jejed.

God heard Jejed's words. Truly far away in the recesses of the heart, he missed his mother very much. Although he was happy living in this city. Living in the village of Cibening, until unexpectedly he was a match with Mimin, a beautiful woman adjaan his heart. But as a child, he missed his mother a lot.

"Not only nyokap lo doang nyariin lo, bokap lo also nyariin," said Jejed.

"Tumben is very excited about me."

"There is something even more surprising. Clara also nyariin lo Wa."

"Why did he call me?!"

"Eitherway. In the end, Clara is pregnant."

"Well, buset until pregnant. Brother lo tuh Wa." Sol chiming.

"If Clara's pregnant, why would she call me?" ask God.

Jejed pressed his shoulders. "Don't know. In fact, Clara never took my crap all day because curious to know where you live. I thought I wanted nyamperin lo times," Jejed said.

"Have the two depraved men been married?" ask God.

"Eh, why run away?"

"Ga understand, me too."

"No, it's actually Wa. I told you once that I've met your brother in Indiapril here" Sol said.

"But I don't think it's possible that he lives in this town. Cassanova guy like he's not fit to live in this city. Will not hold him" said the Lord.

"Yes. Yes, yes, too."

"Sol you're married, aren't you?" ask Jejed.

"Yes dong."

"Serius Wa, are you married? ask Jejed again.

" Eh, not yet."

"What a real person he said already, not yet" sewot Jejed.

"The god of marriage is already, his marriage is not yet," Sol said.

"Ah, is it? Usually if someone else is married already, the marriage is not yet" Jejed said.

"And he was different. rocker soleh former son of santri," seloroh Sol.

"So you're really a former santri boy, Wa?" Jejed who had heard the story from Sol, was still not completely sure if the Gods had ever been santri.

"Yes that. Yesterday I was Khilaf. Now alhamdulillah already insyaf," said Dewa.

"By the name of his wife, the God? The woman who made the god want to marry even though he had not married," Jejed said curiously.

"The name is Mimin."

"Maha." Jejed laughed at Mimin. "From Clara's move to Mimin, hahahaha." Jejed was still unable to stop his laughter.

"Ee, don't get me wrong. Mimin's name may be Mimin but it's amazingly beautiful like wonder woman" explained Dewa.

"Wonder woman... Wonder woman's"

"Like me."

*****

Cigarettes sounded unpretentious from behind the house of Haji Zaenudin, along with the rising of the dawn. Wake up every person who is still asleep with their dreams.

Mimin smiled sumringah as I looked at Azan Subuh heard echoing from the mosque speakers. The voice of the muezzin sounded shahdu, the voice of someone who lately always missed him. A shitty man who was forced to be her husband. And lately he's been stealing her heart. Deities.

Mimin will begin sweeping the courtyard when his Abah and Dewa return from the mosque. Sol and Jejed were not seen participating in congregational prayers at the mosque. Apparently due to staying up late last night, Sol and Jejed failed to wake up at dawn and perform Subub prayers at home only.

Mimin immediately approached Abah who walked hand in hand with God. He grabbed Abah's hand and kissed the back of his hand and God.

"Mina, you can talk for a while" Dewa told Mimin after Abah entered the house.

"Can."

The two then sat on the terrace seat.

“Mina, I plan to go home to my parents,” said Dewa. Mimin focused on listening to God speak.

“Are you ready?” ask God.

“Who is what?”

“Married me.”

“We are married.”

“I mean, we get married just like everyone else gets married. Live in one roof, one room, one bed, and one. blanket.”.

The god spoke with a stifled smile as his wild mind imagined a blanket with Mimin. A wild mind is halal, isn't it.

Mimin opened his eyes, looking at God.

“Why, is something wrong with my sentence? Which part is wrong?" dewa said when he found the look in Mimin's eyes looking at him sharply.

“Your wrong expression,” ketus Mimin.

“Iya sorry, I will not discuss the blanket first. Emm... I want to bring my parents here to propose to you." The god paused his words for a moment to let out a long sigh.

“You want to marry me?” ask the gods later.

“Sorry I can't,” replied Mimin with a moody expression.

The god gasped in shock at Mimin's reply. I didn't think Mimin would reject him. Isn't the relationship between the two very good. In fact, Mimin did not refuse yesterday when he gave a soft kiss on his forehead and lips. Amazing things he will never forget.

“Can't why? You're not sure about me?” ask God.

Mimin shook his head. “Sorry I can't" he said.

He bowed for a moment and continued his sentence."can't refuse you,” he blushed.

The gods cheered with excitement. “Yes Yes Yes Horeee!"

“Really Mina? You want to marry me?” The smile of the God is perfectly developed staring at the woman of his tribe.

“Iya. Aa,” replied Mimin who also displayed his most beautiful smile.

Instantly the smile of the God grew wider and wider to reveal a row of white teeth. “Try saying once again,” the door.

“Iya.”

“Not that one. Word after yes.”

“Aa?!”

“Yes, I love that call. If Mas and Brother must have frills ‘kan. Ojek's brother, Siomay's brother, Bakso, mas-mase. No Aa meatballs, Aa siomay, Aa ojek,” says Dewa sumringah.

Aa. I like It's. Inner jolly.

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