
"Pak Ali, on a good trumpet began to install lights, because it was almost dark," Samsu told his coachman, at his parents' house, in Kampung Jawa Dalam in Padang. At that time Samsu was well dressed, as people were about to go everywhere.
"Alright, Engku the Younger," replied sais Ali, while going to take the fire.
"Have the Amat come here, so that it can help Mr. Ali," said Samsu.
No matter how much later than that, there came also sais Ali with Amat, and then put the lights on the porch.
"All lights must be installed, Mr. Ali!" samsu said, "up to half the house and the back porch. And thou art very, bring these pots of flowers down and arrange these tables and chairs there, for there is a place of dancing; there is nothing."
These two gentlemen work according to the command of the young master. After finishing work on the front porch, Samsu entered the living room, then told to arrange a two-piece long table, with several dining chairs.
Then he told him to cover the two tables with a white linen tabletop with flowers.
While they were busy working, Nurbaya came from her house dressed beautifully, carrying two garlands of various flowers of good color, and asked, "Not finished, Sam?"
When he heard these words, Samsu looked back and when he saw this girl, he could not say for a long time. His originally carefree face, suddenly became gloomy.
If Nurbaya did not immediately reprimand him, maybe the arrival of this Nurbaya will shed tears.
"Have you hurt, Sam?" ask Nurbaya anyway.
Only then did Samsu seem surprised, remember himself back, and then hold his heart and answer with a smile, "Sweet is right I see you today, Nur; lupalah I will be as soon as I can."
"It is on purpose that I wear it today, because tomorrow evening you will see me again" replied Nurbaya, smiling.
This answer should not be able to cover the heart of Samsu even apparently add to the grim duration and sad heart. He said in short, "Truly you say," and then he lowered his head.
When Nurbaya saw such a thing, she came to her friend, and held her shoulder, saying, "Oh, Sam! Tonight we have to rejoice.
When you, who have a home, mourn, how will the medicine come?" nurbaya said, while persuading his brother.
"That's what you said, Nun' But what's my day? Since yesterday my heart has not tasted good, however I have been. The closer I get to tomorrow, the more my grief increases.
Nevertheless, let me tell you how my heart feels now" said Samsu.
When it suddenly entered Bakhtiar into the middle of the house, then opened his grass hat and bowed, so that his head was almost to his knees, saying, "Tabik Mistresses and Gentlemen!"
"What are the Ladies and gentlemen here, Bakhtiar?" ask Nurbaya.
"There are one hundred and one ladies and one hundred gentlemen" Bakhtiar replied by hardening the word "one. "Ha.. Ai, the afternoon has come! Very diligent," said Samsu.
"It is intentional, servant sir, to come here at noon, for the sake of checking, that all are complete, to welcome the arrival of all the herbs, gentlemen and ladies, who are welcome to come to play here," bakhtiar also said by smoothing the language, while bowing anyway.
"Lie" cried Arifin who had stood behind Bakhtiar. "Lord Bakhtiar wants to see first, whether there is a lot of food prepared or not. If it's not enough, he'll just come back, afraid he won't fill his stomach. So he said on top of the bendi."
"You cannot keep a secret, Arifin. I've been told really, so that I mean the truth, don't tell anyone.
Now to the first one you see you have opened the secret and one day you shall say to all.
Shame I felt, especially to Miss Nurbaya, as really I came here, just because of the cakes alone," said Bakhtiar pretending to be angry and embarrassed.
"Do not cry, Bakhtiar, out of shame" said Nurbaya. "Your secret is no longer a secret to me, for I have known for a long time.
If you do not believe that there is enough food, even for ten Bakhtiar, let me take you back, and look first.
But you must promise and swear that you will restrain your lust and will not disturb the food" said Nurbaya, as she approached Bakhtiar, bringing him to see the food that was available.
Bakhtiar thought at once with a scratch on his head, saying in his heart, "Verily I want too much to see all the food that I will taste in the future, but will I be able to hold my hand to take the food?"
"Ah, the cooking I can not endure the nafsuku," he said aloud, to answer the words of the Nurbaya but on his face was clearly visible, that he would not be able to keep his promise.
So he opened his hat, lifted his hand up, and stood up and swore, "In the name of all the cakes I love so much, especially cake, conical cake, tart, sponge, serikaya, sus and others, I swear before the three witnesses, there will be no disturbing the food that is behind me, If I do not keep this promise, I will, my stomach and the stomach of my seven descendants, I will not, forever filled with it." "Alright," Nurbaya said with a smile.
"Your oath is very strong, but it will not cause you any harm. Wrong is not wrong, your stomach will be full of cakes. But it's okay, let me take it!" and he took Bakhtiar's hand, and brought him back.
"Don't believe!" shouted Arifin, "It has been seen by me in his eyes, it will not be according to his oath. I know another more perfect sense, that both hands should be tied back."
"You're right too very, very very, very, very Arifin!" bakhtiar said by pretending to scowl. "Feel me dare to break my harsh vows. Of course I fear sinning against all those delicious cakes."
"Don't believe it" said Arifin, and came to bind Bakhtiar's hands back with a hand. When he was finished, he was taken by Nurbaya.
"Sir Ali" said Nurbaya, as she was about to take Bakhtiar back, "the flowers put it in the sideburns and put it on the table!"
"Alright, Siti," replied Ali.
After the Nurbaya and Bakhtiar came back, Nurbaya looked at Bakhtiar for all the delicious cakes, food and drinks that were available and regularly on several tables, various colors and smells.
"It was me who arranged it and bought it at Jansen's shop. Is that enough for you or not?" ask Nurbaya.
When Bakhtiar saw all the delicious food, there arose a desire in his heart, which he felt unbearable, to taste all that was delicious.
When his hands are not tied, he forgets his oath and will surely be crushed by the cakes, though how hard the oath. But what power? He could do nothing with his hand because of the firm bond of Arifin.
So he walked, as if to stretch out his heart, from table to table, saying, "The beautiful steps of this cake! How's it feel? And this, it smells so good," and then he kissed the cake.
But because he was not restrained by his taste, before he remembered his vow, his teeth had entered into a large cake and he could bite a piece of it, so that it was hollow.
Because the cake uses sugar rum, nose and lips and face Bakhtiar, full of sugar rum.
When Nurbaya saw this, she pulled Bakhtiar back and said, "Will you, Bakhtiar?" But he laughed in laughter, as he saw Bakhtiar's face covered in sugar rum, so that Samsu and Arifin, who were preparing outside, ran back.
When they got there, Nurbaya told them why Bakhtiar's face was the mask. The two of them also laughed and crouch, so that Arifin held his stomach, because he could not hold his heart amused, seeing his friend like alan-alan.
Only Bakhtiar was speechless, as if ashamed or sorry for his reckless deeds. But the cake that had been in his mouth, chewed too, and then swallowed.
When they were content to laugh at Bakhtiar, Arifin said, "This error is great; first because it is not in oath, second because it is stealing with the mouth; while the thief is very dangerous though, you can only steal with your hands.
Since Bakhtiar's intelligence can set an unkind example for other criminals, he must be punished with a punishment that is consistent with his guilt. Let us three be the judges! What good punishment was given to her?"
"I know a proper punishment" said Nurbaya. "He shall not have any more cakes, for now he has eaten his portion."
"Don't!" answer Samsu. "This punishment is too severe for him. I was worried that he might become a savage when he saw his friends eating well and he himself could not."
"Whosoever dares to bear, he will execute his sentence obediently, if not bound by his accomplices" said Arifin.
"In my mind it's better this way. But do not tell me first, lest he know this secret. You'll see for yourself! Will you accept my punishment?" arifin asked Bakhtiar.
"You, if I may eat the cookies later," answered Bakhtiar, pretending to cry, but the sugar attached to his lips, trying to lick his tongue.
"Okay, have patience!" Arifin.
No matter how long later than that, there were some herbs that had come to the porch.
Samsu and Nurbaya went outside to invite all of them, namely Dutch school students, friends of Samsu and Nurbaya, men and women, and were welcome to sit down, talk and joke, too crowded.
Although, that time apparently has existed, then began to play a song mars singing.
While many of them were reveling, suddenly Bakhtiar brought by Arifin to the middle of the herbal medicine. At first they were astonished, because they did not know what this show meant.
But after being told by Arifin that Bakhtiar stole the cake with his mouth, from the beginning to the end, boisterous, the sound of laughter, indescribable. It was then released by Arifin Bakhtiar's handband.
But Bakhtiar's hand had just been freed from his bondage, and he had taken the sugar rum that was still in his face, thrown it into Arifin's face, and he fled back to wash his face.
Arifin, who made people laugh again, ran to the back, and cleaned his face.
Soon after the music also played, intoning songs wals. Young teenagers dance with each other. Samsu led Nurbaya's hand, then danced together.
Thus the actions of the young people alternately stood up, danced and sat down to say words, laughed deliriously, joked and rejoiced. Nurbaya, after dancing with Samsu also danced with Arifin and Bakhtiar.
For Bakhtiar and Arifin were always making a mockery, though they were dancing, the crowds were no longer spoken.
Meanwhile all the delicious pastries are circulated, brought to all your medicine. Similarly drink-drink coffee, tea, chocolate, syrup, and limonade.
Bakhtiar pretended to be a snob to distribute food and drink earlier, but in advance all the cakes that can be stored, put into the pocket of clothes and pants, so that the clothes appear bloated.
Unknown to Bakhtiar, Arifm hung on the back of his shirt, Bakhtiar, a wide piece of paper, which he wrote on it, "I am a giant of cakes".
And the sound of the voice of the disciples laughed at Bakhtiar with whom he knew nothing, what was ridiculous to them.
After Bakhtiar had learned of the actions of his enemy Arifin, he sought the reason to avenge this hoax, and he went back and asked for some very spicy lice pepper, because he knew that Arifin was very afraid of pepper.
This is the inclusion of some grains into a layer of cake, closed it well and put it on a plate, then brought it to Arifin, while saying respectfully, will eliminate the suspicion of his best friend's heart, "If you are a servant, please eat this meal!" All who hear this Bakhtiar are smiling.
With no more thought, Arifin ate the cake. But after two or three times in his mouth, he suddenly cried out. His mouth was open, so that all the cakes in it fell out.
His saliva and tears melted, so he could barely speak asking for cold water to cool his mouth.
First of all, throw all the guests because there is no idea why Arifin became so. But after his telling, he ate pepper, got deceived Bakhtiar, and all of them laughed too much.
After nine o'clock, enter the young men into the middle of the house, then each sat on a dining chair. Soup and wine are served. One of Samsu's best friends stood by holding his wine glass, then gave a speech.
At first he congratulated Samsu, Arifin, and Bakhtiar on behalf of all who came, because all three of them have finished their studies in Dutch schools in Padang and will now continue their studies at the Java Physician School and Opseter School in Jakarta.
It is hoped that with full hope, they there will also advance in their lessons, so that they can hold high ranks and have fun later.
Therefore he believes, of course, these three friends in Jakarta, will soon also get good new friends and acquaintances, a place of compassion and friendship as in Padang.
So that they do not immediately forget to his acquaintances in Padang, he gave three portraits of all students of Pasar Ambacang school with his teachers, to their three.
Finally, he said goodbye and long life to his three friends who were going to leave and prayed that they would return to Padang with the rank he expected. Then cheer all of you, "Hip, hip, hurah!!" three times, greeted by music.
Samsu replied to this remark. At first he thanked all his friends who were present, for their arrival and for the eye sign they had given him.
he promised to keep the portrait earnestly and will always remember all his acquaintances who will be left in Padang, who helped and gave his joy.
It was hoped that his friends would soon finish their studies, so that they could continue their studies in higher schools and he promised to send eye signs to all of them, when it reaches Jakarta.
Finally he said goodbye, good luck and long life to them, then cheered three times.
Eat it all once, first the soup, then the rocket, already it's potatoes, salad and pastries; finally it's covered with fruit and coffee. In the middle of eating, Arifin and Bakhtiar broke up making fun, so many were coughing, because of wrong eating.
After they finished eating, each one walked in the courtyard of the house, illuminated by the moon, because that night was a full moon. Then they danced and rejoiced until twelve o'clock in the night; and each went home.
Who will stay, give farewell to those who will leave, and who go say goodbye to those who will stay.
When Nurbaya was about to return to her home, Samsu said,
"Let me take you to your house, for it is far from night. It's not good for women to walk alone."
Because Nurbaya agreed with Samsu's intention, the two young men walked slowly to the Nurbaya house. When the moon shines like day.
Stars that are similar to mestica, sparkling in the high sky, as fireflies in a dark place.
The clouds drifted from west to east.
"The bright steps of this month," said Samsu walking, "increased my heart's cartilage and sorrow, so that it grew heavier for me to leave this field.
Indeed, from yesterday, I could not fill my heart with the thought of seeing a bigger country and demanding higher lessons only. The closer I get to the time I leave, the more broken my heart."
"What are you having trouble with? All are available; you leave again. Get there, and learn. When you have finished your studies, you will surely be of high rank and well-paid.
We will just look at it and be heartened from far away.
Divorce with the mothers and us, of course, was hard for you at first. However, on my trumpet, you too are accustomed to the new situation. And when you are used to it, you will no longer be troubled by this divorce.
Remember the saying: Lost can be ordinary, lost amused by tickling. Set your heart! Don't mind many others."
"Sure, sure," answered Samsu, "but there is a thought that seduces my heart, which always passes in memory and I cannot forget day and night."
"What is that thought? Is there a person or thing that binds your heart so that you cannot leave it?" nurbaya asked, looking at Samsu's face.
"It's not so, Nur. When we walked to Mount Padang, I told you my dream. From that time until now, that seductive thought was not about to leave me.
Some nights I couldn't sleep well, because I was reminiscing about that dream. As I see it, danger lurks and follows us, where we go, waiting for the good moment to pounce on you and me, when we are divorced.
That is what burdens my heart; that is what makes me anxious. If I don't remember my promise to my father to leave, I'd rather keep you."
With such a conversation the two came into the grounds of Nurbaya, and they sat down close to each other on a bench, under a shady headland tree, in the garden of this girl.
"As I have said," said Nurbaya, "do not believe too much in the dream, for there is no meaning in the dream forever. What danger will befall us? For we have not sinned or wronged anyone.
If we are lucky to be poor, what to say? For it is the destiny of Almighty God. Let however we do not like, if such a fate has been, it can not be changed again.
Who can change the Suratan on lahulmahfut?
Be careful, therefore, to take care of ourselves, and let us share with the Rabbul-alamin, so that we may easily keep him in all things. If you tempt your heart with such thoughts, surely your lesson will not go forward later.
How unfortunately!
When you have become a doctor, how great are the hearts of your mothers and of my heart, seeing that his sons and brothers are of high rank.
If it is difficult for you to leave this field, ask to continue working here so that you can mix forever with all your loved ones."
"You don't know my heart right now; that's why you seem to have made this easy. The thoughts in my heart are not in your heart, so you can't think of me."
"What is that thinking?" nurbaya asked, looking at Samsu's face.
"Nurbaya, because tomorrow I will leave the city of Padang, will go to the region of people, either turn around or not, because it is on my trumpet that this is the time will open the secrets of my heart. Know by you, Nur, that I love you so much.
I have long hidden that love in my heart; now I have opened it, for in my trumpet, you must know the secret, before we divorce. Who knows, maybe I can't go back; we can't see each other.
If I do not open this secret of mine to you, it must be a thorn in the flesh to me; it feels like time.
At first the romance was indeed a brotherly romance. But over time, with nothing I know, turn it into true love. It may not be good for me to do so, in your mind, but what do I say?
From small we are mixed slang, not a day two days, eating a plate, sleeping a mattress, more than our own siblings. How will my heart not be stuck with you?
For a moment we have never been divorced; suddenly now I must leave you unknowable, when I can return. How can no one break my heart? How can I leave you?
Hear by you this pantun:
The full moon, bright moon,
nagasari suspected of leaf.
Do not say long divorce, though,
divorced one day a year.
For the good of man cannot be determined, that is why my heart desires to know, how is your heart to me? Or am I the only one who misses one?" samsu said, holding Nurbaya's hand.
Hearing these words and pantun Samsu, Nurbaya fell silent, bowing her head, not saying words for a long time, as a shame it felt she would open the secret of her heart.
Samsu approached Nurbaya and asked slowly by bringing his head closer to the head of the Nurbaya, "Will you be my wife, when I am already a doctor?"
"Feel the unkindness" said Nurbaya slowly, as a fear of issuing this word.
So kissed by Samsu slowly the back of this virgin hand.
Nurbaya did not argue, but let Samsu do it.
"Indeed, I thought," said Samsu softly, "you do not hate me and you love me.
Hear by you this pantun!
Versatile fabric with thread,
let it fold do not roll.
Match sister with brother, brother,
since the mother's womb."
"Surely so it seems" answered Nurbaya, replying to Samsu's pantun:
"From Medang to Banda Island,
learn to go to Bintuhan.
Three months in Mother's bladder
the soul mate is with the Master."
Then answered by Samsu:
"Chinese boy sitting down, inscribed,
inscribed on the stone table.
From the world to the hereafter,
two bodies become one.
Now understand you, how not to worry that my heart has left you. If indeed you find any danger here, what is my heart? It was destroyed, it cannot be said. If I'm close to you, I don't think so.
Dead life I do not heed, origin along with you as a pantun word:
Buried state village,
put a betel in the mama.
Let it be destroyed to perish,
origin along with the Master."