The Blood Of God's

WE ARE UNITY #29

Maryati and Samirep are happy not to play to see Mahreen with the spirit of eating and enjoying their homemade food.In front of the girl, Djalenga just stared with a happy smile.

because he did not wastefully recommend the Inaq whose cooking ability is famous up to three villages, from Sade to Ende it was appreciated by Mahreen by spending a plate of ares and rembiga satay some skewers.

they eat together with intimacy like Mahreen being part of that family. Maryati attentively served and served the Russian girl.

"Enak, son?" ask Maryati.

"Ochen' vkusno. "praise in Russian.

Maryati looked at Djalenga while raising her eyebrows, asking for an explanation of the foreign sentence she heard. "Then, how did he even name the Ocen and the Kusno? is he friends with them too?"

Djalenga looked at his mother and shrugged his shoulders and went back to eating, picking up a few small banana sticks and putting them on his plate and feeding his mouth again. Maryati looked at Samirep.

"Sir.." call him.

Samirep hinted at his wife to be quiet first.Let the girl enjoy their meal, quenching her thirst and hunger with the typical Sasak food.

Maryati finally understood the signal of her husband.the parobaya woman resumed eating until finally the meal together was finished.

Maryati deftly lifted the plates. Mahreen took the initiative to help her. The woman was a bit hesitant so she refused, but Mahreen insisted.

"Let me help Inaq. anyway, I have tasted a mouthful of rice, and a piece of side dish in this plate.want, Inaq received my help?" pinta Mahreen was soft and somewhat spoiled.

Maryati finally smiled and nodded. Both of them were together to the dishwasher.while the two men of other generations released sultry and sweat due to a lot of sweat due to the spicy taste of satay, which is very painful, they both sat in front of Bale Tani.

"Then.." call Samirep. "You hear me, Jusri, Parlan's son, is going to be working on a conspiracy soon. Did you know?" lure the man.

Djalenga just smiled without looking at his father. Samirep understands what is in the heart of his son.the article who will be married to Jusri is his own ex-girlfriend who failed to be kidnapped in the custom of dancing.

Hanifah was kidnapped by Jusri from his family home after deploying five friends who were tasked with distracting Datu Singamaruta, his father Hanifah so he was fooled and Hanifah successfully rushed and hidden for 3 days in the male residence.

"How penetrating is it?" djalenga asked quietly, as if hiding the shakes of sorrow that he still felt were encouraging his heart.

"Through five ropes and three sacks." replied Samirep.

Djalenga sighed. five ropes, meaning that it signifies five buffaloes and three sacks signifying three sacks of rice that became the cost of the wedding party plus other dowry.

in fact, his Amak was able to provide more than that for Hanifa. Samirep was actually a rich farmer and still a noble family, a distant relative of Sayyid Abdurrahman, one of the Seleparang nobles who chose not to become king and lived in Rambitan as a missionary. Then Djalenga is genetically also a descendant of the Wali Nyatoq, Datu Pangeran Djajing Sorga (another name of Sayyid Abdurrahman).

the young man was actually a graduate scholar of Islamic philosophy from UIN Mataram, but in his daily life, Djalenga never showed the height of his knowledge to the people of Sade Hamlet. he seemed weak and shy so often in ridicule by some of the young hamlet.but Djalenga did not care at all and mengubrisnya.

unlike Jusri, his old friend from a different hamlet, Ende. the man seemed to always impose his will. he was the type of a true ruler even though in fact his social strata came from most subjects.

"I am grateful and happy as his friend.in a moment, he will get married and fulfill a quarter of his religious orders." said Djalenga then looked at his father. "Isn't that right, Amak?"

Samirep could only nod his head even though his heart also felt pain.As a father, he could feel the pain.The embarrassing failure so far became a bundle of female neighbors to his son.

"Did Amak think that Tiang would not get a better woman than Hanifa?" Djalenga.

"Amak always prays.may you get better according to God's will." replied Samirep with a steadfast smile. "But if you have to be selfish, Amak only ask you to get married before Amak is called God."

"God willing, Amak. Insha Allah.." said Djalenga slowly.

shortly afterwards there was a sound of laughter from the kitchen.The two cross-aged women appeared and finally sat down on the side of the two men sitting in front of the door. Samirep turned his head and turned his body to face the two women in front of him, while Djalenga just remained silent while staring at the street in front of him.

"There is certainly a good thing between the two of you, because from the kitchen to sitting near here too, Inaq and Mahreen can not be separated from laughing at his work." said Samirep.

"How not to laugh at me, sir." said Maryati. "It turns out it was just a misunderstanding. I asked Mahreen, why when I asked if it was delicious food made, he replied as if calling two friends Djalenga. but it turned out to be the Russian he spoke to appreciate my creation. Mahreen said it was very tasty in her country language" the woman said at length.

"Each, do not immediately judge." reprimand and quip Samirep to his wife.As for Djalenga just smile flat but keep his back on them.

"Yes" Maryati answered and looked at Mahreen and touched the girl's hand. "I'm sorry Inaq, Mahreen."

"I'm sorry, Inaq." replied Mahreen with a smile. "Didn't Inaq look like my own mother?"

"Alhamdulilah." said Maryati, "Is that true?" he demanded an affirmation of the attitude of the Russian girl.

Mahreen nodded with a smile. Maryati swept her chest and her two eyes started to tear up. "It's a wonderful step to have a daughter like you" she said slowly.

"Let's say I'm your daughter, Inaq." said Mahreen enthusiastically.

Maryati smiled and held Mahreen's shoulder. "Will you be this stupid son of Inaq?" her door.

"Surely, I am Inaq's son." replied Mahreen.

Djalenga chuckled at Mahreen's reply and made the Russian girl look at him.

"Why are you laughing? Is there anything funny?" asked Mahreen with a ketus.

Djalenga turned his head for a moment towards Mahreen and then turned his face to look at the street. Mahreen hit the man on the back.

"Say, what made you chuckle earlier?!" sue Mahreen in annoyance.

"No one is just happy, you raised the pledge to inaq to be his daughter" replied Djalenga. "Meanwhile going forward, you'll also have a responsibility to make her happy."

"Do you think I'm a disobedient child who doesn't know how to be devoted to parents?" exclaim Mahreen with a little tart. "I'm not like you who failed to make them happy."

Djalenga ignited his maleness.he immediately turned to Mahreen. "Whatdidyou say? where have I failed to please them?"

"That part of your maleness!" mahreen hatch.

Djalenga momentarily looked at his father and mother who immediately grunted with a smile.The young man's body turned to face the girl while sitting cross-legged.

"What do you mean say I failed in the area of maleness? I'm a normal Mahreen man, but I'm still keeping an adab." Djalenga pointed at his chest. "Did I fail to abduct Hanifa, do you consider my failure to please my Inaq-Amak?"

Mahreen only snorted and glared, while Samirep and Maryati seemed to agree to leave the two young people who were arguing. Samirep patted his son's shoulder.

"It seems we are tired after a day of preparing all our eating needs.let us rest." said Samirep who was immediately replied by Djalenga with a nod.

"Mahreen's. Inaq rest first, son? Inaq is tired." said Maryati.

"Please Inaq. leave this son of yours to me to advise me better." Mahreen replied with a smile.

"Inaq trust him to you." welcome Maryati stroking the girl's cheek. Djalenga instantly melengos.

"Eit, I heard your grunts!" tukas Mahreen pointed his index finger at Djalenga while the young man just grimaced and smiled slanted like someone else toothache.

"I'd better take you home to Bale Bonter, Mahreen. Come on." take Djalenga.

"Eh, why did you switch the conversation? I haven't finished talking." Mahreen said in a high tone.

"Stop finishing our conversation at Bale Bonter.let's go." take Djalenga who does not feel comfortable in the omeli Mahreen in his own home.

seeing the face of Djalenga who was heartwarming made Mahreen finally pity too. "I'll say goodbye to Inaq-Amak first."

"No need." replied Djalenga. "Come on!" bring the young man.

with wonder, the girl followed the will of Djalenga, leaving Bale Tani was. both of them stepped down the dark hamlet streets and only illuminated by the light of a torch light.

time has shown at nine o'clock at night. in the habit of the community, it is time to sleep.Outdoor activities that can only be done are night patrols, even those done by men to maintain peace, to maintain peace, and the second is the temporary wife-dancing activities carried out by a group of men hired by the bride-to-be to kidnap the bride-to-be to take her to their residence.

Djalenga stepped slowly while occasionally looking at the night sky over natural gems. The moon half perched coyly in a cloud. In a matter of hijri dates, it was the tenth night of the moon Rabiul Awwal. in two days, the community will commemorate the day of the maulidan of the Prophet Muhammad Shallahu Alaihi Wa Salam.

"You're holding too much to the rope of fate" Mahreen said, opening the conversation. "That's why your love life is always unlucky."

"Failure is Mahreen's normal thing." replied Djalenga diplomatically. "It was just a delayed success."

"How much has your success been delayed?!" todong Mahreen's.

"It was just this." replied Djalenga. "During this time, I always felt the victory. I never lost anything since I was a child until I finally finished my highest education at Fakuktas Ushuluddin, UIN Mataram."

"That means you lost just once?" mahreen hatch.

"Yes, I lost just once, which is to dance Hanifah.and maybe at that time, I felt so happy that God rebuked me." said Djalenga with a smile. "Continued victory will result in someone becoming arrogant...."

"But the continued failure is called defeat." Mahreen interrupted quickly cutting Djalenga's statement.

the young man was stupefied.His step was held back. Mahreen also held back his steps.Suddenly he immediately grabbed Mahreen and took her hidden in one corner of the dark house.

Mahreen thrashed but was defeated strongly with the embrace of Djalenga. The young man seemed to try to hide Mahreen by occasionally spinning gazes in all directions.

shortly afterwards appeared a group of men wearing sarongs slung on the shoulders.they were patrolmen who while in a hurry to pursue something.some of them bearing daggers sampari that resembled a notched keris. some carry traditional chopsticks called tulups.

Djalenga made sure the patrol caravan did not reach their hiding place.The group suddenly stopped.seen from the darkness, appeared a parobaya man bearing a seesaw spear.

"Did you find him?" ask the parobaya man.

"No, Datu." answered one of the patrolmen.

"Find on until you can. I don't think Ocen would dare to keep my son at his relative's house in Ende. he must be here!" exclaim that guy.

Djalenga. Ocen was one of his friends. Apparently the man had done the dancing.who was the woman he kidnapped? it seems that the woman's family seems not pleased with Ocen's decision to kidnap the parobaya man's daughter.

"Find it out! if we meet, we will do Paresean to him." said the man.

Djalenga jerked again, he had to act to save his best friend within three days so as not to be caught by the villagers next door.

the group then moved away from the place. Djalenga made sure they didn't come back. Mahreen.

"Shut up for a moment. Make sure they're really gone, then we get out of here." said Djalenga softly.

"Not that!" mahreen said still struggling a little but Djalenga still firmly embraced him, worried if the two were caught by the patrol troupe.

"Then what?! don't let them find us because of your reckless behavior!" reprimand Djalenga with annoyance.

"You're gripping my boobs!" exclaims Mahreen with a soft but thin.

Djalenga jerked then hurriedly took off his embrace. he was nervous, afraid of being scolded by Mahreen.It was appropriate that he felt hugging objects rather chewy and soft, but because influenced by his vigilance, Djalenga did not heed the incongruity.

Mahreen tidied up his clothes while staring at Djalenga cynically, while the one being stared at could only stand trembling, not out of fear, but nervous to have committed a violation of manners even accidentally.

"You're on purpose, right?" turn Mahreen slowly.

Djalenga shook his head but immediately pulled back Mahreen's hand and forced him to leave the place.

"What's wrong? why are you so scared?" mahreen asked as she rushed Djalenga avoiding that road.

"The one who kidnapped his future wife was one of my friends, Ocen. I had to find and save her immediately. Otherwise, he would have been overwhelmed by the old man's payment Pepadu in paresian customs." Djalenga.

"What is Paresean?" ask Mahreen.

both of them arrived in front of Bale Bonter. Djalenga told Mahreen to come in.

"Paresean is a two-man fight, hopefully we don't get it" said Djalenga.

"We?" mahreen hatch.

"Yes, we." replied Djalenga. "Let's not let anyone catch us this way.they can report us to Datu Djatiswara and demand a Paresean to prove that I have no customary fault whatsoever."

"Did you do a paresean when you were arrested while dancing for Hanifah?" search Mahreen.

"Yes. Jusri who became a pepadu against me in the paserean arena." replied Djalenga. "But I'm glad he's my tagline opponent.I can beat him and clear my name of customary stains."

Mahreen silence. Djalenga asked him to come in. "I go first. take a break.If my time is long, we'll meet again."

Mahreen flinched as if feeling the sentence just now hinted Djalenga would not return.

Djalenga looked up and at that time Mahreen came forward to kiss and smear Sasak's lips. Djalenga was surprised but somehow he let it. both of them dissolved in intoxicating kiss until Djalenga himself realized and released himself.

"I'm sorry." said Djalenga quietly.

"Be careful.come back safely." Mahreen replied.

long Djalenga stared then finally nodded and turned to run away from Bale Bonter, disappeared in the dark.After Djalenga, the Russian girl turned to enter the house.[]