Renjana Dusk Kala

Chapter 76. Pinangan 300 Mayam

Jakarta

Cakras

He looked at Anja's sleeping face with her mouth open. But according to him, Anja actually looks more beautiful even though in a strange position like now. And without realizing it, his own mouth was also agape. After hearing a long line of sentences spoken by Mas Tama in just one breath.

"There are two options when applying. First, one o'clock in the afternoon. Both hours four in the afternoon. And I ask you to help Anja buy all the equipment for handover. Type, brand, price, it's up to you. Anja knows the good stuff, and you know the size of the stuff Pocut wears. First point of the deal?"

"The second point ...." Mas Tama did not give him a chance to answer. "Money to buy handover kutransfer to Anja account. If you don't call me directly. Don't wait. Must proactive. I don't want to hear excuses because the money is less and that kind of thing. Wanna?"

"Third coin ...." Mas Tama just kept talking without pause. "You handle the business at Pocut's house. Don't let the host get hassled. I don't want to hear Pocut's tired from taking this sudden proposal."

"You call the EO cake, WO cake, who can set the cake and schedule the event injury time. How much money doesn't matter if everything's settled."

"Find the good, don't come from the EO comot. I want this moment to be remembered forever."

"Mas ka ...." The words evaporate in the air because Tama mas back nyerocos.

"Fourth, you also handle mama. Ask your mother, who would you like to invite elders or relatives. Oh, almost forgot. Children's handouts can also be. Icad, Umay, Sasa, Reka included. The stuff is up to you. Ask Anja. He must have understood this."

"Fifth, although tomorrow is Saturday, but I have to go to the office until about .. at 11 noon. Really take care of you to do all this. I believe you can. Please, don't do anything disappointing."

"Mas ka ...." The sentence returned could not be completed.

"OKAY? If something isn't clear, call me right away."

Nut nut nut nut nuuuuuuut ....

The call was cut off one-sidedly from across. And a few minutes later he was still standing dumbstruck while looking at Anja's face.

"Anja Feng?" He kissed her cheek and blew her eyes twice. "Wake up, Neng ...."

Anja bergeming. Only his mouth changed. Initially gaping has now closed the meeting.

"Anja?" He blew Anja's eyes back.

But Anja was just squirming lazily.

"Wake up a minute, Ja ...." This time he touched himself gently.

"Mhhh ...." Anja direct rakagapan. But never wake up. Anja just changed the sleeping position from tilted to right to supine.

He shook his head while smiling. Stretch out your hands to tidy up the bangs that cover the forehead as white as milk. "Neng Anja ...."

"What the hell, Baaang?" Surmise Anja with her eyes tightly closed.

"Wake up first .. there's hot news."

Anja. Still not opening your eyes.

"Do you want to be called again?" In one instance he managed to unite the two of them.

"Dragon!" Anja's grunts were so successful in breaking away from her link. "Jail really?" Then switch to face the left side. "I cape all day chasing Aran. Tomorrow, yes ...."

He chuckled because Anja thought she was trying to flirt. "Mas Tama's gonna propose tomorrow to Pocut's brother."

"Yesh ...." Anja muttered with a raucous voice. A second later, he turned to face her. "What's? Mas Tama would like to propose to Brother Pocut?"

Those pair of beautiful eyes were unceasingly wide-eyed. Tighten the drowsiness face that had previously tightly coiled up.

"We make the list now." Anja even got up and picked up a piece of HVS paper with a pen. "We're planning."

He chuckles. "Said cape chasing Aran all day?"

Anja. "Time to know. Crazy to propose at one o'clock in the afternoon but just got a ring. So desperate."

He shrugged his shoulders. "I used to say .. I did not ask you to bring anything."

Anja shrivels. "Anyway, now we have to make a list and a map. The mall opens at 10. While we must go to several places at once, around the city of Jakarta is jammed. Oh my goodness, Tamaaaa. This guy's name is."

Although nagging but Anja began to write with a serious mimic. Make him stretch his neck trying to figure it out.

1. Jewelries

"Is there a ring?" Ask wonder.

"Saturday!" Anja put her index finger in front of her lips.

2. Head to toe treatment

3. Skincare

4. Head to toe equipment

"A lot of it, Neng?" He returned to protest.

"Sttt!" Anja shriveled while continuing to write.

5. Worship equipment

6. Toiletry

7. Meals

"What else, huh?" Anja glanced at him.

"For the children too," he replied immediately recalling the message of mas Tama.

Anja nodded. "okay."

And he could only scratch his head at the long list Anja wrote.

"Now I ask for size clothes, shoes, and sandals Pocut kak," said Anja as soon as finished making the list. "Including favorite colors, skincare used ...."

He shrugged his shoulders while shaking. "I don't know, I swear."

"Yetoo?" Anja stomps her feet.

"Tomorrow at dawn to mamak" he replied quickly before Anja again sulked.

And before the turn of the day, then Anja finished preparing the best plan in a limited time. Really typical well prepared well organized.

"Huaah!" Anja stretched her hands up high with a relieved face. "Spirit!" Continue Anja while clenching her right hand to encourage herself.

He also chuckles. "Cool Neng on this one."

"Whose mother was, dong ...." That fine sharpener instantly gushed red.

Makes her want to flirt. "Udah fresh is like it. Not cape anymore. Than wasted time. Mending kita.a ...."

"Yetoo!" Anja tried to avoid. But he is in control, right? Well done, Cakra. Do what you want.

But the next day, when they were ready to execute the plan. Transfers from Mas Tama do not go into Anja's account.

"Where, dong?" Anja looked at him with a confused face.

He also cannot answer. It takes a large amount of funds to buy handover items as desired mas Tama. It's impossible to be covered by the money they both have.

"Where the hape is no longer active." Anja started to grumble. "Mas Tamaaaa .. ngerjain people are not responsible, huh."

And when Anja finally decided to call the official home phone, the answer they received turned out to be quite surprising.

"Father is no longer home, Neng Anja," Yuni said. "One night away I don't know where. There's no news yet."

"Yet another operation in the field?" Guess mama. "Wear this first." Continue with your mother while handing her a black card.

But Anja turned to him.

Mama just smiled while holding the card into Anja's hand. "Come, time is limited. Masmu wants to propose at one o'clock in the afternoon. Don't be late."

***

Tama

It had to wake up the sleeping Design.

"They?" Call him for the third time. "Wake up, son ...."

"Nrub." He immediately gripped the black velvet box as soon as Reka opened her eyes.

"What?" Ask Reka with a hoarse voice while yawning.

"Titip this. Please take care" she replied quickly. "Dad has to go. We'll see you tomorrow afternoon."

The design just cringes in confusion. "What's this?"

He could not linger, for the task was waiting. Metro 1 orders him to lead the SJW raid operation, the mastermind of the magistrate's murder.

A total of 7 teams were deployed in 7 different locations, which are suspected to be SJW hideouts. 84 members were deployed to carry out simultaneous raids, including at the SJW family residence on Jalan Senopati, South Jakarta. And one of the targets was to find a bunker that was suspected to be a SJW hideout. ©

Although it lowers maximum strength, but the hunt for SJW can certainly not take place easily. Because the objects they pursue include the untouchable conglomerate. Untouchable even though his name has been caught up in several big cases.

Moreover, it is common knowledge that SJW class snapper figures are always escorted by trained men who are equipped with firearms and ready to sacrifice their lives.

A few minutes ago, he had just silenced the ambush strategy in front of his 11 men. And now it is heading to the point of raids in the Bintaro area.

He has led dozens of operations. From bending curanmor perpetrators to cold-blooded robbers. The largest case ever handled even involved the son of a former ruler who was backed by the apparatus. And everything went according to plan.

But this time it felt different. His palm was suddenly filled with cold sweat, the muscles all over his body stiffened, with a troubled heart struck.

The only thing we can do is pray. Hope the operation goes according to plan. And he can return home safely.

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Design

He walked next to the uti who held tightly to his hand. In front are Baldan's nini battery and Admiral's eyes. While behind following bu Yuni, Pak Agus, bi Enok, mang Jaja, also Cucun tea which carries a number of beautiful shipping boxes.

"Well, was wes wos was wes wos ...." The number of people they passed by instantly whispered to each other. Some mothers even blatantly glared at their arrival.

"Excuse me ...." Uti nodded kindly at some people.

While the person who is called instead of answering is even surprised with a gaping mouth and bulging eyes.

"Mom, where are you going, ma'am?" Exclaimed a middle-aged mother who was standing in front of a house with an acute coco face.

"You go to Cut's house" replied uti, throwing a smile.

"Astaghfirullahal'adhim!" The cries of some mothers surprised him. Why astaghfirullah, anyway?

"You're proposing to Pocut, ma'am?"

Uti smiled nodding.

"Yeah! Yes ampuuuun ... Pocut mo applied ... Pocut mo applied ...." A number of mothers who were standing on the edge of the alley immediately exclaimed in excitement. Makes the atmosphere low.

"Ame nyang mane?"

"The police ntu time. Tuh look ... that comes the face of the office all ...."

"Oh, he uh .. he uh ...."

He could only grumble inwardly, very strange.

"Let's go in ...." Om Cakra and a man welcome their arrival at house number 173. While Aunt Anja who is also already inside is seen holding Aran who whines.

Once inside, his eyes were immediately treated to the sight of a row of banded chairs and fresh flower decorations at some points that made the atmosphere more lively. This small and narrow house looks very different from the first time he came to visit.

Now, he has been sitting in the front row with uti, aki nini Baldan, and eyang Admiral. While Ms. Yuni and the others were still busy keeping the delivery box on a long table.

Across them sat two grandfathers, three adult men, a dekgam grandmother and children. Icad as usual was straight with no expression. While Umay and Sasa were busy whispering while giggling. Sasa even waved at her even with a timid face.

Sasa ... Sasa ....

But there is one thing that worries him. The absence of a father. Since midnight when my father suddenly woke him up and gave him a black box containing a ring. Until this day, I have not given any news. Even to uti.

"How's it going?" Aki Baldan had asked while they were still getting ready at the uti house.

"No need to wait," replied uti with a tense face. "Let's follow Tama myself."

"No news yet?" Aki Baldan asked again.

Uti just shook his head weakly.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatulli wabarakatuh ...." The sound of Om Cakra began to open the event.

Out of nowhere it came, a pinch of courage suddenly came shrouding itself. Although far at the bottom of his heart, he still regrets the separation that occurred between father and mother. Feeling very unwilling to marry again and the father proposed to another woman.

"Nuir ...." His whisper while tightly grasping the black box that father gave him.

"Yes?" Uti brought her face closer.

With trembling hands, he tried to pull out the black box from inside his pocket. "This ... there's a paternity's deposit."

From the beginning, no one knew that Dad had left him important things. He dared to say it now. After the expected father came it did not appear.

Uti didn't say anything. Only smilingly looked at him as soon as he showed the black box. But the pair of webbed eyes are now starting to glaze over.

"Let me give the ring to auntie ...."

***

Pocktail

"Tomorrow I'll come."

The short sentence that did not continue made him stupefied. I can't believe what I just heard. His eyes even continued to stare at the ceiling of the room that had worn out. Cannot be closed for a second.

Has the time come?

"Tomorrow" he whispered with a trembling voice in the early hours following the mamak in the prayer room.

My mother smiled with a grateful face. "Alhamdulillah. May Allah ease and spread ...."

"Did you?" He immediately called Icad after his eldest was performing congregational dawn prayers in the mosque.

"Today, Tama wants to come to the house" he said with a tongue. Worried about the reaction to be received.

Icad didn't say a word. Just smiling nodded then hugged her tightly.

And now, at exactly four o'clock in the afternoon, he was sitting in the room accompanied by cing Ella and Anjani who clasped his hands tightly. Listening to the voices of people talking to each other in the living room. But never once heard Tama's voice.

"We, as representatives of the Wiratama Yuda family, proposed a proposal to the mother's daughter named Pocut Halimatussadiah with a dowry of ...."

Cing Ella directly squeezed his hand. "God, Cut ...."

While Anjani smiled widely and hugged him.

And he can only freeze when he hears the number called three times than required. Intentional conditions. Not because of want but for force.

He even felt like he was floating in the air when he walked out of the room with Anjani. Unable to return the gaze of everyone who was fixed on him. I feel like all this is just a dream.

Even when Reka stepped forward carrying a box containing glittering objects. Then Niar's mom pinned it on his finger. The rhythm of his heartbeat is getting irregular.

Especially when Miss Niar whispered, "Sorry yes, Tama has not been able to come. There's still a job ...."

His memory drifted back to the utterance, "You must be ready. I could not go home for days. Or go home with the name."

As the day goes up the night. There are no more guests left. Five of them as usual. Mamak is cutting a legit sandwich to share with neighbors. Icad was reading a comic while sleeping. Umay glared at the television screen. Sasa continued to hold his own shipping box while smiling. And he was amazed to observe the glittering object embedded in the ring finger.

It felt ... like a dream.

Especially when suddenly there was a knock on the door and a greeting. Sasa who had been stunned immediately ran over to the terrace.

While he was frozen still. When attached to the most awaited figure.

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Remarks :

©. : quoted from the article published in kompas.com June 2016 edition.

Mayam is a unit of gold in Acehnese society. If taken in grams, 1 mayam about 3.33 grams. Or if it is broken up it can be about less than 3 million per mayam.

The amount of mayam used as dowry has no special provisions, depending on the woman herself or the agreement of both. A number of factors that determine the magnitude of mayam include beauty, education, heredity, and agreement on the part of the female family (source: MediaIndonesia.com)

Tama deliberately proposed with 300 mayam so that Pocut had no reason to refuse, because the previous requirement was 100 mayam. And this makes Mr. Raka inevitably have to step down.

Giving the dowry 300 mayam is Tama's own initiative.

Tama can still apply for Pocut and the application is accepted, even though it only brings 100 mayam dowry.

If 1 mayam 3.33 grams. 300 Mayams is 999 grams.

If the value of 1 mayam is about 3 million rupiah. So 300 mayam is equivalent to 900 million rupiah.

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