SET DUSK
The Part 28
After introducing Ida to buk Isah and pak Ujang. Burhan invited Ida to walk around the area around the house, until they reached the edge of the Batang Agam river. On the edge of Batang Agam, seen a group of women who were washing clothes. The low noise of those who chatter and screeches children who joke, add to the atmosphere of Batang Agam that morning.
The happy aura that emanated from those on the banks of Batang Agam flowed into Ida's heart. Unconsciously he smiled when he saw a little boy jump up and scream loudly when he jumped into the river.
"You're beautiful when you smile, Da."
Ida flinched when she heard Burhan's voice, her face blushing instantly. Just this time he heard a compliment directly from someone.
"Sir is too much" he blushed.
"I'm telling the truth." Burhan smiled gently, staring intently at the woman before him.
"Master, Han?" Suddenly they were shocked by the voice of a woman from behind them.
Ida and Burhan simultaneously turned towards the voice that greeted Burhan.
"Ah right, Mr. Han," the woman shrieked with a flared smile.
"Hei Ana" said Burhan.
"Where have you been all this time? Some say that Tuan was shot when the Dutch slaughtered the young men on the bridge," said the woman pointed to the bridge that divides the Batang Agam river with a sad face.
"But I can't believe you were caught by the Dutch" he continued.
Ida watched the woman who spoke to Burhan in silence. The girl had a sweet face with pure white skin, hair in a neat loop, wearing a pink-to-below forward shirt. The nose is sharp with slightly narrowed eyes. How to talk fluffy makes anyone would be interested in listening to it.
"Oh yes, Ana ... This is my wife, Ida," Burhan said, stopping Ana's babbling.
The girl's eyes grew as if she had just noticed another woman standing there. There was a hue of dislike that Ida caught from her expression.
"Master is married?" he said it with a face of disbelief.
"Yes, it was three months ago."
"Where did you meet? Looks like your wife isn't here." Ana's eyes seemed to take on Ida's appearance.
"In the village of Amak, in Kubang Putih," Burhan said briefly.
"I'm going to take my wife to the market first, yes," Burhan continued as if he did not want to continue the conversation with Ana.
"Yes. If you have time, stop by the house. Mande often asked Mister," said Ana increasingly showing a face of dislike to Ida.
"Greetings to mande, yes. I still haven't had time to visit there."
"All right, I'll see you later." Ana tries to make her face look ordinary, but her gaze makes Ida feel uncomfortable.
"Yes," said Burhan briefly.
"It seems like Ana has a taste for Master" Ida said as they walked some distance.
"Yes" Burhan replied briefly.
"Then, why don't you just marry her?"
"Because I don't want to" Burhan said with a teasing smile, turning to Ida.
"When she's a pretty girl."
"Yes, then?"
"Aren't men more attracted to beautiful women?"
"You jealous?" Burhan smiled ignorantly.
"Why should I be jealous?"
"Oh, yes you don't want to be with me huh" Burhan said in a bitter voice.
"That's not what I mean. How could a man like you waste a woman who takes care of you for granted."
"Yes, because I have no taste for him."
"What made you want to marry me? If you speak of taste, since when do you have any feelings for me? " Ida stopped walking, looking up at Burhan's face asking for an explanation.
"You know not, Da. The first time I saw you when I was taken to the village. I saw you just came home out of nowhere with Amai. You're wearing a white shirt and skirt, braided hair, looking like a noni. Hahaha," said Burhan in memory of the first time he saw his wife.
Ida is stunned, she tries to recall the memories Burhan told her.
"It seems that when I was brought back from the house ko Akong, the family who raised me as a foster child" said Ida.
"Maybe. Then every time I passed your house, I never saw you again, until I finally saw you in the house more often than about three years ago. I was looking for information from the young man in the village about you. But they all simultaneously say that you're a hard girl to get. Mak dang you're famous for being fierce."
"Haha. ... " Ida chuckled at Burhan's words. It turned out that not only did he feel that his mammoth was fierce, but people in his village also admitted it.
Burhan gasped to see Ida who had just laughed freely before him. The burden that had been hanging on his wife's face, that day a little lost from the look of his eyes.
"Why are you laughing?"
"It turns out that dang mak is indeed famous fierce huh. So naturally, if all this time I often feel depressed," said Ida as if looking for justification.
"Then why didn't you marry me?" Burhan looked into Ida's eyes, seeking a hint of honesty from those eyes.
"I hear you like to play women, like to drink, like to play gambling." Ida stopped talking, she looked at Burhan's face, saw his reaction.
"Where did you hear that Burhan?" burhan asked with a face full of shock.
"Burhan son of Sutan Rajo Mudo," said Ida in a somewhat unsure tone.
"Who spread the news like that? I'm not the young man you're accusing of." Burhan defended himself.
"Let's know, I don't know where the news came from."
"That's great slander, Da. Because of the unclear news, you want to end your life for fear of being married to me who is considered to have a bad reputation."
Ida stunned.
"Ah. It's almost noon. If we do not hurry, then we will not be part of the prize in the market." Burhan tried to divert the conversation.
"Master. ..." Ida hesitated to continue her sentence.
"Yes, why?"
"Master hasn't answered my question." Ida continued the sentence that had stopped.
"Which question?" burhan asked confusedly.
"Why do you still insist on marrying me, when you know I don't want it?"
"Because I don't want to just let go of what's in my heart."
Ida was flabbergasted to hear Burhan's reply. He tried to find the truth from the pair of eyes that were always staring sharply at it.
"Why? You don't believe it?" burhan asked astonished to see Ida's face looking at him as if in disbelief.
"My husband isn't so pretty, what makes you interested in me?" mumbling Ida was like talking to yourself.
"You know not Da. When the heart speaks, the eyes may be blind" Burhan chuckled.
"Ah Master is very smart to play the word, it's worth Ana crazy about Mister," said Ida.
"Let's just say you're jealous, Da," the seductive Burhan pinched his wife's squashy cheek.
"Hey, this is in a public place. Shame when you see people!" ida's grouse.
"Why be ashamed, you're my wife."
Ida blushed, her face hot.
"Hey heart, what are you doing jumping around in there. No. gabe. Can you pump my blood normally?" murmured Ida in the heart.
That day Ida felt reborn, with people she had not wanted to be in her life. But for the umpteenth time, his heart seemed to betray him. Open the door for the person he had refused to enter into the chamber of his heart.
Seriate....
