Tarnished On The Bride's Night
Not Recommended For Couples
Abah chuckled while the three women shouted at the same time and protested. He deliberately mengelesetkan song lyrics so that they do not sleep anymore. It is true what people say; it turns out that making people smile is a joy in itself.
“So what song do you want?”
“Replace Abah, the song time is Nasida Ria,” replied Umi Ros. “This is on the bus, usually if on this trip people turn on old songs or dangdut koplok.”
“No letters ‘K’ yes, Umi,” Yudha confirms.
“Blood!” alif said as soon as Umi Ros finished talking. “Is like this the impact of bringing a middle-aged person?”
Yudha again replied with chants as well, “Peace, peace~ Peace, peace~”
“This again ..” Vita interrupts her husband.
“Singing Beggin Abah,” Rayyan request. Abah still plays the guitar randomly. I don't know where he's learning, because what they're hearing is messy music.
It was raining at that moment. The atmosphere of the bus is also increasingly crowded because all of them ask each other to be heard.
“What a song it is, Abah just heard. Abah doesn't memorize any songs other than Qosimah.”
“Qosidah ... Abah,” Umi rectifies it.
“Song Beggin's song west,” says Yudha. “She hears often on TV like her. So automatically his brain record.”
“Don't that song, Abah doesn't like western songs. Just another song.”
Slowly, Yudha tried to give understanding to his wife, “Tomorrow if watching TV is more supervised again. It's a pity that his brain was contaminated with adult songs or movies. Later even difficult to memorize more important lessons.”
Rayyan is a smart kid. He can not see things like that because it is easy to memorize even in one track. Therefore, Yudha did not want to miss this opportunity to cram the brain of her son with a lot of religious knowledge.
“Soal if left like to secretly change your own channel, Mas. Sometimes I'm busy, so yes I am,” replied Vita.
“I'm busy in the office too. In the future it can be dangerous if it is like this.”
“It is better that TV channels other than children be eliminated, Mas. If Abah will watch it above, later tell Umi, so that the TV remote is hidden. I mean let them know.”
Yudha nodded in understanding. In this day and age almost all television shows are not friendly for children— because most or average film— shows scenes of physical contact, violence or even nudity. Horrifically.
Return to all those who are still busy questioning the song.
“Songs ride-hailing to the top of the mountain!” exclaim Rayyan.
“We haven't boarded yet, still on the toll road, stuck again,” replied Dara silly.
“What to wait up first can you sing it Onti?”
“Iya.”
“Candles you, Ta.” Vita commented.
Abah stopped his guitar for a moment and thanks, “Nyanyinya for a while, just one song instead. The old debate!”
“Hahahaha ..” again everyone's chuckling.
The streets are not all smooth— on the toll road though. When there was a shock, Abah first sat for a moment until the streets were calm again.
“Instead of fighting each other, Abah wants to sing Minang song only,” he said back strumming guitar.
Tong tong galamai jaguar
Tagunda ka cambuang
Jan suko duduak bamanuang Urang uncleuang jauah rasaki
Jan suko duduak bamanuang Urang uncleuang jauah rasaki
Tong tong galamai jaguar
Tagunda ka cambuang
Be careful in the camp
Buayo lalok jan sangko died
Be careful in the camp
Buayo lalok jan sangko died
Which ... rain ... down again ....
Under the black umbrella I sheltered ....
“Ealahhh!” everyone is hysterical.
“Indeed this Abah is not clear,” said Umi Ros.
“Kan rain again this. According to the atmosphere.”
“Say Abah forgot the song.”
***
A few hours passed. The mini-bus car is already out of the toll in Soreang, uphill through the super duper cool tea garden and spoil the eyes. Eyes that were originally sepet now become bright like seeing a vast expanse of green carpet.
“Wihh ... Onde mande ... the pattern,” praise Umi Ros look around.
“Many leaves, Oma,” said Rayyan.
“Iya, Son. Tea leaves.”
“Pucuk, shoots, shoots!”
Vita chuckles, “Yeah my son, you victim of advertising.”
“Are you not happy?” alif asked his wife because the woman looked ordinary, unlike the others who looked enthusiastic.
“In addition to my nausea, I've been used to seeing it,” replied Dara in a weak voice.
“What do you need, hmm?”
Dara shook her head, “I just want to hurry up, that's it.”
First Alif took off his jacket for Dara, then he asked Vita for warm water to give to his wife because this woman was cold. Luckily, Vita is always ready thermos to make children's milk.
“He's nauseous?” ask Vita.
“He said that?”
“What did you bring? White wood or aroma therapy?”
“No, I just borrow yours.”
“Oke-okay briefly.” Vita immediately scratched his bag to look for the object.
Alif went back to his seat and gave it all away. A few minutes later after getting better, Dara fell asleep again. But not long because they finally arrived at their destination.
“This is the place?” alif asked Yudha when he came to the large parking lot. He seems unsure because he got here, there have been no signs of a hotel building.
“Iya, this is the place,” Yudha replied as she stood up to start taking down small items. “Why?”
“What is this concept, Bang?”
“Cropping.”
Suddenly, Alif felt bad. He has not been too updated and knows about this tour and lodging. No, no ... “Don't tell me our room will be like a tent too, Bang!”
“Indeed Yes. His name is also a tour for children.”
“But we want ...? Jeez .. This granny same grandpa also how wey?”
“What is it, people just book a room, pay, settle.” Yudha held her daughter in her arms, saying, “Let's go down, kids ...”
“Don't run, Son!” yup, Umi to Rayyan.
Vita himself simply led Umar and carried a small bag. The nurse carried the children's belongings with her suitcase. While Abah only brought the guitar he had played and his own small bag.
Everyone got off the bus without caring about Alif who was confused himself.
“Come down, Lif ... what are you waiting for?” Dara waited for Alif because the man was just sitting there pensively. Makes it hard to get out because he's sitting on the edge, next to the glass.
“We want a honeymoon plus a baby moon. Time where—” Alif rubbed his face rough. Regret joining their holiday event which turns out to be more concerned about children. This is highly not recommended for newlyweds who still have more sex.
“Ya if for example it is not possible, we can take a short break ‘kan? Do not have to do it here,” said Dara understood the purpose of her husband's thinking which leads to where. He must be disappointed because it did not match his expectations and expectations.
“What's there bushes?”
“Ngawur! What do you want to find bushes too? Not afraid of hives?”
Both dropped and became the last line of the Al Fatir family group. Of course with Alif who is still grumbling. “One of these servers.”
“Already, we can go again next time. But just two.”
The place is so beautiful. Because the minicamp lodging they ordered is currently in the middle of a tea garden and a unique concept. But still make Alif amused, because the room they occupy is not too comfortable and not soundproof. Because the door is only in the form of materials in the zipper. Very unfriendly for a couple. Moreover, their bathroom is also outside, belonging together.
“Abang really crazy.”
***
Seriate.
