Siti Nurbaya Kasih Tak Until

Episode 3

The next day, five in the morning. Samsulbahri was aghast to wake up from his sleep, because he heard the sound of clock bells in his house, five times hitting.

Immediately lifted his head and turned to the cracks of the walls of his room, will see, has the sunlight entered his house or not. Apparently he was afraid of bad luck.

But even though he looked back and forth and heard hearts, just in case there were voices of people, there was nothing else he saw from the light of his own room. All are still silent; the one who has , leaving his bed, is not yet there.

Only from afar was heard the crowing of the rooster unpretentious on all sides, as one cheered in succession, as it was heartened to welcome the arrival of dawn.

From the east, there was the sound of train eavesdroppers at Padang station once in a while, as to remember those who were about to hitchhike and leave early in the morning.

From the west there are waves that break on the beach, as a morning thunder, which states that the day will rain so small that Samsu's heart hears this sound, afraid just in case it means, he said, will play around to Mount Padang, can not be delivered.

From the surau near there, there were bang people, remembering those who wanted to worship Allah subhanahu watala, that the dawn was already there.

For the real reason by Samsu, that it was five o'clock in the morning, he laid his body back on his bed; not to sleep anyway, but to lie down, waiting for the day.

But he was restless, for his mind had been seduced by the memento of going to that pleasure. He turned momentarily to the right and to the left, as his bed spiked.

Finally, unable to hold his heart, he got up from his bed, and opened his door slowly, fearing that his sleeping father would wake up.

When he came outside, he was seen by the very bright weather, not because of the sunlight, but because of the moonlight, which almost sank in the west.

In the sky were many stars of glittering light, as if dew in the middle of a vast field, shining in the cracks of the grass. But the star of the east, fading in light, was covered with the light of dawn which had fallen in the east.

The magpie begins to chirp on the tree, then fly to the ground will catch the caterpillars and the grip that alpa, have not yet entered into hiding into the hole.

The other birds also began to leave their nests, looking outside for their prey. Some were jumping from branch to tree branch fresh apparently, overwritten by morning dew.

There are also whistling and beeping, as cheerfully welcoming the coming of the light of the sun, which gives life to all beings upon this world.

And there are also those who feed their children, the sustenance they get early in the morning, so that the sound of squeaking can be heard in the nest. Then there are also those who perched on top of the branches, cleaning the fur, as a bath wash his body.

Bats flirt to and fro with their way, looking for a dark place, as a person who is afraid of bad luck in the middle of the road.

The hen comes out of her cage, while leading her cubs, sounds calling and gathering the one who is left behind or the one who goes to another place, other, afraid that her eye seeds will be lost in the dark path.

The rooster ran to and fro hunting the hen, then stood up straight, raised his head and crowed deftly, as if a hulubalang who was exerting his army on the battlefield.

On the big road began to look people, one two, walking in haste, as there were hunted. Carts pulled by buffaloes and oxen or shoved by people, sounding as if the day was already noon.

Verily in the east began to appear the light of the sun, which radiated to and fro illuminating all the things it struck.

Samsu went to the room of his old coachman Pak Ali, and he knocked on the door of this room while saying, "Sir Ali, wake up! It's day."

A moment later opened the door of this room and it appeared that Mr. Ali was removing his head from this door, rubbing his eyes, as he was about to explain the view.

..."What time is it, Engku Younger?" ask this coachman....

"Nearly six" answered Samsu.

Hearing this answer, Ali came out of his room, into his stables would clean his stables, horse clothes, and stables. Meanwhile, Samsu took a bath at the well.

When he went back into his house, he saw that his father had woken up, sitting in a recliner, the back porch. "You woke up this morning" said his father.

"Let's not get too hot on the road, Dad" replied Samsu.

"So you're gone too?" ask his father anyway.

"So, Dad," said Samsu.

"Nurbaya left anyway?" ask Sutan Mahmud..

"Go, he said last night," replied Samsu.

"Be careful you take care of people's children, he!"

"Yes, Dad," replied Samsu anyway.

"All right," said Sutan Mahmud, standing up, and then descending down.

About six o'clock past a quarter, Samsulbahri with Nurbaya in a weir, driven by Ali sais outside his yard, headed to Muara. In the middle of the road asked Ali to Samsu, without looking back, "Continue to Muara, Engku Younger?"

..."No, Mr. Ali, to Arifin's house first, to the Church road."...

For hearing this answer, addressed by his sais Ali bendi to the path of the Church.

"I had almost misfortune, Sam," said Nurbaya in the bow, "because last night I could hardly sleep for fear of hearing the sound of the words."

"I was horrified to hear the alarm, so that at two o'clock in the night, when my father had come, I could sleep. But at five o'clock in the morning I had woken up anyway" replied Samsu.

"Where is the raging man?" ask Nurbaya.

"I don't know either" replied Samsu. "The coughs sounded on all sides and long ago they sounded."

While conversing like this, with no one to know them, stop that thing in front of the Kopjaksa Sutan Pamuncak house, in Kampung Sebih. On this face stood two young boys, who were almost the same age as Samsu.

When they saw that Samsu's bow stopped, he approached him and said, "Hi! Nurbaya followed anyway?" Because he saw Nurbaya was with Samsu. "All right! More people, more joy."

"Why Tiar? Can't I follow, because I'm a girl?" nurbaya said, smiling.

"Ah, no cooking, miss," replied the young man, who was called Tiar by the Nurbaya. "I do not say so because I do not like it even because I like my heart, seeing that you are together."

"lik! Because he's worried that he won't get enough of the cookies we've brought, "interrupts Arifin.

"Well, if it is true that you rejoice to see me follow, then you will not be afraid to climb the Keling guava tree for me" said Nurbaya, smiling to persuade Bakhtiar, who began to frown upon hearing Arifin's words.

"May you see for yourself, whichever is better at climbing, me or the ape," answered Bakhtiar proudly. "If to eat the Tiar is indeed better at climbing than the ape," teased Arifin as well.

Meanwhile, the two young people, go to bendi Samsu, who immediately went to Muara.

The two young people we just recognized were Zainularifin, the son of Hopjaksa Sutan Pamuncak and Muhammad Bakhtiar the son of the principal teacher of Bumiputra class II in Behind Tangsi.

Both of them were schoolmates of Samsulbahri, who was three months away with him to Jakarta, continuing his studies; Arifin at the Javanese School of Medicine, Bakhtiar at the School of Opseter (KWS).

"In my guess I was late" said Arifin, after he sat down near Samsu.

"Even if you are late, I will also wait, for this is our covenant" replied Samsu.

..."Why are you going to be late?" ask Nurbaya....

"For I am a man who likes to sleep, especially because last night I could not go to sleep immediately" replied Arifin.

"Why? Was there a crowd at your house last night?" ask Samsu.

"Yes, there is. A very large crowd. Until twelve o'clock at night still take care of me" replied Arifin, while covering her mouth holding her mouth.

"Try to see, Sam, Arifin's kind heart! There is a crowd in his house, there is no calling for us" Nurbaya said.

"Ah cuisine you have no calling!" arifin said.

"Not really" answered Nurbaya.

..."If so, there will be no call upon you."...

"Why not?" indicting Bakhtiar. "For the call is carried on with a cough."

..."With a frog?" ask Nurbaya while dumbfounded....

..."Kind of new, calling people with danger signs."...

Hearing Arifin's mockery Samsu smiled. But Nurbaya did not understand the insinuations of Arifm's words. "Have you heard the sound of those words last night?" ask Arifin anyway.

"The bull is there, but on my trumpet, because there are people going berserk" replied Nurbaya.

"Yes, that's it!

Is not everyone raging, in my house there is a great crowd, for the rampaging man, the silent man, the opossas, the witnesses, the heads and the village chiefs and others, he said, so did the people watching, all of you coming together to my house, to congratulate us?" arifin said as he smiled.

"Ah, that's what you mean. I think, you are right to say," replied Nurbaya shyly because she just felt that she had been fooled by Arifin.

"It doesn't work, but there is a crowd" replied Arifin with a laugh.

"Indeed, you are a mocker; it should be a joke," replied Nurbaya While being teased as well.

"Who went berserk last night and where did he go berserk?" ask Samsu.

"Whoever goes berserk I don't know, but apparently as a criminal, I see."

"See the guy?" bakhtiar asked, interfering in this conversation. "Sure, because he was taken to my house, before being put in prison," replied Arifin.

"Try you to tell us how it came from and what it was!" bakhtiar said.

"O, because you asked me to tell you this, that is the sign that you want to hear, right?

But because we are almost to the Estuary, I hold the desire of your heart, until later, if we have climbed, the cure is tired of climbing," said Arifin.

"Let's see, Arifin's miser," answered Bakhtiar, who was seeking revenge on Arifin. "We have not been called, when there was a crowd in his house, now he is arrested also the desire of the heart to know the crowd.

Mentioned the price of his goods, because he knows many who like to buy."

"You are really brave? You are deliberately not called, because I know, you prefer to go to the crowd where there are cakes, rather than to the crowd where there is blood" replied Arifin.

Bakhtiar as a scowl to hear the insinuations of his best friend.

"On my trumpet it is better for Arifin to be a merchant than to be a doctor, because the merchant is so customary. When he found out, people liked business goods, he held the goods and raised the price" said Samsu.

With the corner of his eyes dredged by Nurbaya, who sat by his side, but apparently this girl did not hear the reproach, because she was engrossed in seeing some hook boats, which had just entered the mouth of the Arau river.

The four young men had come near a guard house in Muara. Behind this guard house there are several mining horses, being bathed by his coachman on the beach, where the Arau river empties into the sea.

Near this horse-bath was a base, which ran all the way to the banks of the river, anchored by small fire-ships, which sailed to the Canal.

Next to this base, anchored several hook boats, which had just come from the lapt carrying the fish, which he could have hooked that night.

On the face of this base, is a house where tailors sell their fish, and on the west there rises the mountain of Padang, as the head of a Dragon snake arising from the sea.

The neck of this Dragon is the low part, where people climb up Mount Padang. The further south the mountain grows; it is the body of the serpent Dragon that turns east, accompanied by the river Arau, which flows at its feet.

To the south of the said base, is the duty office of boats entering the Arau river or ships anchored on the island of Banang, Banang, the port of the city of Padang used to be now moved to Bayur Bay.

From this customs office, it is seen on the banks of the Arau river, which divorced Mount Padang from the city of Padang, several large boats and small fire boats; anchored in rows, along the banks of su,ngai, and, which is walled with stone.

Parallel to this wall are railroads and large roads to transport goods to the city of Padang. On the north side of this road, there are several warehouses, connected by shops, to the far reaches of the Chinese village and Gedang Market.

This place is indeed a very beautiful part of the city of Padang; therefore it is often visited by those who like to walk in the evening, when the sun is almost past, to take a good air; because this place is well located and gives a lot of beautiful scenery.

After all, there are no too many, so that those who walk the road there, are not disturbed by the traffic.

Only on holidays, until two and three days after fasting, this road is almost impossible for people who walk, because dozens of bendi with breaking tents, racing there, and dolphins, he complained about running his horse.

That is a favorite that is very popular with young people in the city of Padang.

When we return, according to the road that has been told, to the north, we arrive at the sea coast of Padang. Along this coastline, about a mile away, is a flower garden, dotted by several small streets.

In some places, under a shady catapult tree, are the benches where they are tired from their travels.

Approximately, in the middle of this garden is a round and beautiful arbor house built, made on a mountain, as a treasure in the palace.

No wonder we, when this park became a very attractive place to the European people, who live in the city of Padang; because it is very happy feeling - and beautiful scenery, because, when in the evening sit there, watch the sun set on the west side.

Suppose by a reader who has not been there, this place is a garden of beautiful flowers but silent.

On a bench in the mahligai in the middle of the garden, resting under a shady wooden tree, sat a young man who was pensively waiting to the west, to a very large pond, which was banging on the side of the garden, while the waves were breaking at the feet of the young man, watering the flowers there.

Far to the west in the middle of this pool, there are several islands, which are lined with¬leret located as a fence of this pool.

Behind the islands is a round mestika, as a gold ball, which flares up, radiating its glittering light onto the surface of the pond water, and, it was as if a large glass, turning the light that fell upon it, into the garden, shining upon all the trees and flowers that were there.

Slowly, with no sight the way down the mestika came down, as drawn by a jinn, who was not seen until it sank into a column whose end was as if mourning with the heavens, leaving pictures, which seem to arise from the water.

Some are as a Dragon who is struggling, some are as a horse that is running, some are as a sailing ship or island that floats on the water and others as it is.

Those who lay sorrowful and sorrowful, do not go there, at that time, for as far as the edge of the sky from the edge of the pool, so far will their thoughts and mementos.*) But to those who are merciful that place, in the light of the moon, is as deliberately done.

Unfortunately at the southern end of this tanian there is a prison house and at the northern end there is a court office, both places that bring terrible and sad, heartbroken, if it is remembered some people who have been imprisoned for getting punishment there, there may also be some of them innocent.

Now let us go back to following our four friends, whom we left behind on the building, for if we had stopped in the garden too long, we would no longer be able to

) Dear park until now is not maintained anymore

follow the four young men.

"Not so" answered Arifin, when he heard Samsu's words. "There are several reasons, so I don't want to tell you this very important thing. First so that you can learn to hold your heart, because that is a true good trait for humans.

People who are patient and can resist the desires of his heart, rarely wrong per-made goods. Remember the story of the woman with her cat and the story of the chicken that laid the golden eggs!"

"How's the story?" ask Nurbaya.

"Do you know that story, Nur? I'll tell you later" replied Samsu.

..."Second.." said Arifin anyway, will connect the description....

"Hi, we've arrived" said Bakhtiar, and at once they stopped near a warehouse.

"Yes," answered Samsu, "well we're down."

All come down from the top of the bendi, carrying their own provisions, and go to the bank of the river Arau, will find a sampan moorings, which can take them across.

"Hit bqrapa Engku Muda come home?" ask Mr. Ali.

"O yes," replied Samsu, looking back, "just come at twelve."

"Well," replied Ali, then turned his horse back to his house.

When the four young men reached the bank of the river Arau, came a few sampans closer to it.

"It's in my sampan! Here well, the sampan is not shrewd! Here's a penny!" this is what the sampan makers say.

"We better wait for the boat to come, because the canoe is big, so it is not shabby," said Nurbaya.

"Yes," replied Samsu.

In a moment the big canoe came to the edge, then the four young people went up and paddled across.

"Second," said Arifin on this canoe suddenly, to connect the story earlier, ' if we are very eager to something and soon we get the desire of our heart, it is, it can bring disease to us.

Third, the greatness of heart because it immediately got the desire, not long, because it is quickly bored of the desired thing. For example: we say, Bakhtiar really likes cakes.

But it is a mere parable, Bakhtiar, do not be angry," said Arifin feigning earnestness but in fact, will play with his friend; so that in his heart he laughs.

"Even if you say I like cakes, I'm not angry" said Bakhtiar, "for I love cakes." "Yes, that is why I took this parable, so that it would be right on her face" replied Arifin.

"If for example the Bakhtiar in a year is not met with the desire of cakes, of course his desire to eat the cakes can not be _said magnitude."

"Let me sell my head to the cake-buyers" replied Bakhtiar.

"But if you have no head, how can you eat those cakes?" asked Arifin while laughing, so that the whole canoe all laughed too.

"Inexactly my answer" said Bakhtiar, laughing together. •^^_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

"After a year of not eating cake, suddenly the Bakhtiar was taken to the cake shop of mistress Jansen, and said to her, "May you, what do you like!" arifin said.

"Surely I will not say it again" answered Bakhtiar and indeed, his saliva came out, because remembering the good cakes, "and I immediately saw the tarts, the balls, the cakes, sepokuk, that delicious taste is that."

"A little or a lot of people will eat those cookies?" ask Arifin.

"To my satisfaction, to the point of being inedible" answered Bakhtiar.

"Well, that's it! Because you are too full, you may get sick or bored of cookies or no longer have appetite. Isn't that good?" Arifin.

"Yes, right," replied Samsu.

"Your saying? I'm tired of cake? In my trumpet, if I have exhausted my age, I have not lost my lust for pastries" replied Bakhtiar.

"I don't understand people who don't live anymore, still lusting after cakes" Arifin said.

"Bakhtiar, Bakhtiar!" sahut Nurbaya, shaking his head. "You better be a baker, like Madame Jansen, to fill your stomach."

"Within. a week, I must have fallen down my shop, for I had eaten all my cakes. Everyone who wants to buy my cake, I drive it, so that it will not be consumed by it" said Bakhtiar. All who hear laugh.

"Fourth," said Arifin, "too much as to damage the body. Remember that if the horse is too hot, too thirsty, or if the person who has been four to five days without drinking, is suddenly given too much to drink, it can bring about death.

The fifth, especially, which I almost forgot to mention, is that one day you should not be tired of climbing, because your memory has been bound by my very interesting story."

"Sixth," interrupted Bakhtiar, "because we have come to the other side, we shall pay the rent of the sampan of the people," as he took out four cents from his pocket and gave the money to the sampan, then jump to land. His three friends jumped in and followed him.

"I saw in the tavern sugar cane, let's buy it! Of course we will be thirsty on the road" said Samsu.

..."I have brought two bottles" replied Bakhtiar....

"If it's enough; if it's not enough, where do we find water later?" samsu said anyway.

After buying sugar cane, start these four young people to climb.

Mount Padang, which is about 322 M high, is the northern end of the low mountains, which extends to the south of the city of Padang. That is why, then the seafront there in some places steep and rarely inhabited people.

The origin of these mountains is in Bukit Barisan, which extends in the middle of the island of Sumatra from the northwest end to the southeast end. Mount Padang is as a branch of Bukit Barisan, which extends west, to the edge of the sea of the city of Padang.

The Dutch named Mount Padang Apenberg (mountain of apes), because at its peak many monkeys are tame, which gives preference to those who climb the mountain. When called and given bananas, came dozens of apes, fighting over this food.

Large apes, sometimes daring to snatch bananas or other food, from people's hands. However, no one dared to do anything about these apes, because in the case of the children of the city of Padang, the apes were sacred, not to be disturbed.

If killed, of course the one who kills it will die too, and if captured, of course the one who catches it can not find a way home.

Some also think that the apes came from all the dead, who were buried in the mountain, came back to life as apes.

Indeed on the mountain there are many graves, while at the top is a tomb, in a stone cave, where people kaul and nazar.

Once a year, when the fast is coming and on the feast day, the mountain is filled with men and women, who come to visit the graves of their relatives, who have left the world, to pray

) In fact, the Apenberg is a peak, which is close to the shore of the sea, 108 m high.

his spirit.