THE ABOVE THE CLOUD(ABC)
50. The second Spring
July-August in Country J is the time of summer, therefore Reksa brought Sera to the island of H which is somewhat cooler. In these months, the temperature in City H is not different from within the country.
Reksa took Sera to visit the famous tower in the area, also visited the festival that was taking place not far from their home.
Bi Sri specifically cooks for their meal menu, because looking for halal dishes needs a little effort in this place.
“This shop can be visited, Mr.” said Bi Sri suddenly as they walked leisurely inside the alley.
The guide who accompanied that time nodded. “The Muslim community of J country has a special application containing a database of places and also halal products to be consumed. The restaurant is also in it. Of course there are also halal restaurants that are not listed because the location is scattered. Not everyone uses this app as well.”
The restaurant is not much different from other traditional restaurants. But once passing the stone footpath, on the front wall of the building in the halal certificate paste.
The guide explained that the founder was a native local, but he had high empathy for visiting Muslims and difficulty finding food. He started this restaurant. Not only from how to process meat, until the kitchen spices are all homemade.
Unfortunately, the owner was absent from the restaurant. No problem, Reksa can still enjoy authentic dishes island H without having to worry and doubt.
Sera who ate the first time felt that the dish on the island of H was the best in the world. He wished he could eat it every day.
In the evening there are concerts, connecting the activities of summer festivals. But because Sera has regular bedtime, Reksa only takes her daughter to enjoy the concert until elevenpm overseas time.
Three days is a minute. In just a moment of closing their eyes, they were ready to fly back to go home.
On the last day before going to the tourist attractions, Sera pulled Reksa to the supermarket containing used goods. The term, chuko stuff.
“...” Muta glanced at the large building in front then at his daughter.
“You want to buy souvenirs for your friends, right?” Mutual is not unaware of what kind of people attend Sera's school. From the guide's explanation, this place seems to contain a second item?
The half-squatted mutual faced Sera and whispered. "Papa's money is a lot." Why are you buying here? If you meet me, how will you?
And again, is not it too insincere to buy souvenirs in the form of used goods?
How does her daughter know about chuko?
“Engga, Sera want to find here.” his friend does not need to be given an expensive one. They should be grateful that Sera still remembers them.
Maybe he'll buy a special souvenir for Khalia. Em, only for Khalia. Oh, and also Abima.
Sera intends to find a unique object here.
“Pa, come!”
The mutual finally came along. Sera went through the collection of everyday items before stopping at the small accessories section. Sera bought a transparent calculator for David before looking for anything else.
After walking around for an hour, he did not find any interesting items. Sera went back to first place and took a transparent calculator for the person who could say 'friend' him.
But for Khalia and Abima, Sera could not decide what to buy.
"Let's just be willing to leave again," Reksa urged half a tease.
"Wait for Pa, wait." the little girl looked up. "Where are we going?"
"See the flowers" said Reksa.
Hearing that, Sera immediately got an idea. He moved into the glass jar line and picked up two size 10 bottles. The mutual companion since earlier asked.
“Bottle for whom? At home there is also.”
“Sera wants to enter cherry blossoms here, Pa.”
“Gabby loh, unplug flowers haphazardly.” says Muta origin.
Sera who listened hesitated for a moment but did not take a headache. “Gapa, Dad. Sera would like to take a fallen flower.”
After touring the two are ready to leave for the flower garden. The low temperatures in Hokkaido despite the summer, do not hold the flowers that Sera covets.
“Sakura flowers bloom in spring.” says the accompanying guide. “But in summer in the H region there is a very beautiful stretch of lavender flowers, besides there are other flowers as well. Can get there.”
“My child wants to take home lavender flowers too, can not?” asked Reksa while pointing at the two bottles that Sera hugged. The little girl stared expectantly out the window, pretending to be unconcerned. But his ears were fixed sharply.
The driver laughed. “Of course. There is one farm that provides special activities for visitors. We can cut the flowers, and make them into handicrafts.”
Although lavender does not only exist in Country J, but importantly, the lavender that will be prepared comes from Country J.
**
The most impressive of the flower beds that stretch is the line that looks like a barrier between heaven and earth.
Mutual does not regret coming here.
Sera created three book dividers for Abima and Khalia. One more for himself.
The watching and watching mutual stared jealously. By the way, this seems like the first time Sera made a special craft? He could not say it straight away and could only give meaningless signals.
Reksa averted his eyes and decided to go out while Sera made a study with Bi Sri and Kak Shain.
From far away this place is certainly beautiful, but from near it is not unlike other farms. The flowers are planted neatly spaced, but the wet brown soil does not look beautiful to the mutual.
Muta walked down the path and looked ahead. The clouds in the gathered sky were seen so close to his face. Indeed, when man meets nature, far from the deceit of the people, it feels like being thrown into a fairyland.
Muta twisted his body after contemplating. Just then, not far from where she was standing, a local woman was half-assed, wearing a long skirt and short-sleeved summer sweatshirt.
Her hair was pigtailed low and she reviewed a small smile while exclaiming at the beetle above the flower petals.
Feeling someone staring, the woman turned her head and the two looked.
What the hell, this moment people say? Love at first sight?
Nope.
Puberty two.
Muta attracted a charming smile that made the woman's cheeks instantly blush. His white skin made the scene even clearer despite the distance between the two. It can be said, Mutual is an all-type that can be accepted by all races.
Oh, looks like he's gonna enjoy spring this last night.
****
The woman introduces herself as Kana. There was no need to check whether it was true or not, their affairs were only that limited.
Mutual took Cana to one of the bars not far from where they had made the deal. Time shows at three o'clock in the afternoon. While Sera was taking a nap, Mutual made use of this time for his own pleasure. He doesn't have much time because tonight they have to prepare to go home.
Moving on to their next destination, the two passed by a small church. Although not grand, the building looks classic. Kana looked with a smile in her eyes at the two couples who were taking pictures. The man wore a tuxedo while the woman wore a bone-white wedding dress. All around the two were not crowded but happiness emanated from everyone present.
To the right of the groom his position was empty, but to the left of the bride, stood a middle-aged man.
Mutual then remembered one thing that had been forgotten. It feels like a throat drag meeting water.
"...I want to get married like that." said Kana slowly in her own language. From the beginning the two did have a language barrier, but that did not stop them from getting closer to each other.
Unfortunately this time Muta felt heavy on her chest. Although he did not know the meaning of Kana's words, Mutual seemed to be aware of what he meant.
"Walking on the plataran, with tiara and loved ones accompanying me."
Kana looked at Reksa full of smiles. But Muta stared back with a slightly empty heart and a clenched mouth and a stiff jaw. Can't say anything.
"I want my marriage to be the most beautiful thing to remember even though in the future I no longer love my partner."
Muta felt his heart break. He stared back at the bride far ahead.
Helping her daughter get married. Mutuals should be able to do it.
But because of his carelessness, he could not.
She cannot be Sera's guardian. The one who becomes the first pillar behind the sacred promise of his daughter and her spouse before the Lord.
And her little girl won't have the name Reksa behind her.
Sera binti Mutual. Impossible.
Mutual felt an urge to cry that he never felt. His heart was broken at that moment.
