Sincerity of a Woman

WALK

Today is the most historic day for me. After the announcement of the admission of new students at one of the most famous public campuses in the city of Gudeg, I immediately looked for a boarding place to stay. But, make no mistake. I wasn't accepted on that state campus by any entry point. I have to be satisfied with being accepted at one of the same well-known private campuses with state campuses that have always been the dream of everyone including me.

This afternoon I left the city of Muntilan. My house is very remote at the foot of Mount Merapi. The distance of my house with a viewing post is not far only takes about fifteen minutes using a two-wheeled vehicle.

"May's? Have everything been prepared? From today you stay at the hostel. The day after tomorrow you've started ospek time, haven't you?" ask Mama slowly.

Even though I live in the countryside. Still yes, put forward Indonesian as a daily language. Understandably, we - the old family lived in the city and finally returned to the village to live more quiet.

Oh yes, my name is Ramayana Astuti. Commonly called Maya, or Tuti. Eits ... Not Tuti the Tipu Craftsman yes, but the Derivative of the Dribes. Ap try? How exactly do you like maksa? Ha .. ha. I don't know why it's called Ramayana? Maybe my mom and dad loved Ramayana? Or like the world of puppetry because Mama is still a descendant of blue blood. But still, if the scratches of the knife, the blood that flows remains red and not blue. I like weird.

Mama's call and all her long words that I always remember as advice. Understand dong, all mothers -emak would be chatty, bring up, his voice is loud. Maybe someday if I were a mother - a mother would do the same, because besides me being a woman, I have a cherry lineage.

"Already Ma. Just leave." I replied in a voice that was no less loud.

How can I not answer in a loud voice. My mother asked with a shout from the kitchen in the back corner of the house near the shady garden of salak. While me? I was in front, exactly still in the room I was ready to leave after being with me for two months.

Two months? Yeah, since High School, I've been out of town. Being away from the master and the family is no longer strange to me. All the tamp is ordinary. The difference? In the past, I lived in a dormitory with all the standard rules and all the creativity that was well scheduled and organized. Then, I have to live alone by making my own rules.

At the very least, I already have the basis of being able to take care of myself well and independently. I can wash my own clothes, iron myself, bathe myself, eat alone, all alone until I myself am comfortable with solitude to this day. But that doesn't mean I don't do it. I'm more selective just find a close friend or slang bebeb.

That afternoon, everyone was busy. Though I will leave the house, but everyone seems to be busy preparing something big.

I was just sitting in the living room. All the items I will bring to Gudeg City I have prepared on the front porch. Just waiting for a rental car that will take me there while looking for a princess boarding house that suits me.

My gaze began to be suspicious and felt something strange. My eyes were busy pacing back and forth several times in front of me while carrying a large tray from the inside out of the house. I don't know what he's been carrying since, and I don't care either. I thought, My eyes are taking betel leaves in front of the house to drain both eyes.

"Don't you? Who's this for?" I asked quietly in a soft voice while pointing towards some trays that were placed on top of my large suitcase with a neat stack. It's like being glued. Know the surrender? Food brought by the male side to his future wife as a default for the proposal. Please allow me if something is wrong.

Even his face changed. Now it looks cruel staring at me, like finding a thief who has been in his car all this time. His forehead was wrinkled with two eyebrows linked together. Both of his eyes looked extremely sharp with his hands ruffled with his waist.

"Lha? Kowe meh nge - cost? Need a maem? Iki in gawakno ben kowe is not kaliren." the voice of Eyang is so loud at once heard in my tiny ears and too sensitive with the sound - a shrill voice like that.

It was also my fault to ask anything risky to trigger Eyang's anger. Know for yourself, Eyang is his character, wants to be appreciated, respected, reaped and heard. One more thing, no one can refute his words. Including my mother as Eyang's biological child. Moreover, I am only as a grandson, a second descendant.

"Express Yang. Sorry Yang." I answered softly and pretended to look lazy and sorry. Usually by apologizing first with the face melas bin pity that, Eyang will join his heart and forgive.

Eyang just looked at me and that gaze always scared me and I always dodged and just walked away from before Eyang.

I'll explain one by one my family. Now I want to focus on the journey at the beginning I look for a hostel in Gudeg City.

The journey from home to the student city is about an hour. Me and my parents were spinning around looking for a daughter's hostel close to the campus. And in the end, I decided to go back with one hostel with my older sibling.

Yes, my real brother is two years older than me. Yesterday at the entrance test he helped me and gave me a ride to sleep at his boarding house.

At first I wanted to live independently without any interference from my brother. Not unwilling, but by selling together to make my whole family do not believe I can live alone and independent because my attitude is a little indifferent and spoiled.

"just in the meantime. Mending together with your sister Yu." said Mama advises.

My mother's words disappointed me. Since I was so happy with my own choices, everything has to go out of my mind.