The Charm of Mas Jaka

Meet in a Dream

"Don't close, Mum. Dara wants to know, who banged on Mas's house," Pinta Dara who looks worried.

"Alright, I'm switching to a regular call, yes," Jaka replied.

Dara nodded.

"I go out first, Neng," said Jaka.

The young man then immediately came out to see who had been banging on the door of his midnight house like this.

When Jaka opened the door of his room, it appeared that the father had opened the outer door followed by Mak Karti who walked in a hurry while fixing the hijab.

"Mom, who's coming?" ask Jaka who immediately followed the steps of his mother.

"Mak doesn't know yet, Nang," replied Mak Karti.

"Where's Jaka?" The sound of Bambang's cry echoed in the air as Pak Karyo opened his door.

"Son Bambang?" Mr. Karyo frowned. "Please enter first, son," pinta Pak Karyo who can catch the bad news from Mr. Carik's son.

"No need!" push Bambang with ketus. "I just want to talk to him!" point Bambang at Jaka who is standing next to the mother.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Jaka, "We just talk inside, yuk!" take him friendly.

"Tonight too, you must leave this village! Don't you dare marry Dara because she's only mine!" bambang exclaimed so loudly.

Apparently, Bambang who had just stolen from Professor Hartadi's chat with his father that Dara would marry Jaka, a day sooner than he did not accept and then went to Pak Karyo's house with anger.

"Mas, will not Mas Bambang be married to his daughter Pak Sekcam?" jaka asked worriedly, Bambang will cancel his marriage with Arini which can impact on Jaka's wedding plan with Dara.

"Yes, I was going to marry Arini but it was because I had to. After marriage, I will make Arini not feel at home to be my wife so that she demands a divorce so that I can marry Dara immediately!" bambang firmly with a smile grin.

"Because of that, go all the way tonight!" titah Bambang while throwing a black backpack filled with red money sheets towards Jaka.

The bag was deliberately not closed, so the contents scattered out and fell on the floor of Jaka's house.

"Take the money! Go all of you!" Bambang pointed at Pak Karyo and also Mak Karti, two old Jaka who had just been able to stroke the chest looking at the arrogant attitude of Bambang.

"Well, that's the payment money for this house and the whole thing! Including your yard, your sheep and your rice fields!" Once again, Bambang pointed at Mr. Karyo's face with his index finger.

Jaka shook his head firmly. "We will not leave our own homes" Jaka said. "And Jaka will still marry Neng Dara" he continued in a loud voice.

"Please bring back Mas Bambang's money!" he added while taking the black backpack that had fallen right under his feet and then thrust the bag in front of Bambang.

While Mak Karti was busy picking up the falling red banknotes and after all, he handed the money over to Bambang.

"That's exactly what our son Jaka said. We will not sell our homes and land" Mak Karti said.

Mr. Karyo shook his head. "Even if Nak Bambang paid him ten times over, we still wouldn't take him off!" firmly Mr. Karyo, which makes Bambang even more furious.

"You are truly a selfless family! It's poor, arrogant anyway!" Bambang's gaze was so cynical, staring at Jaka and his parents alternately.

"Well, if in a good way I can't kick you out, never regret it if something bad happens, whether it's your sheep, rice and vegetable crops or your home!" threatening Bambang with a hardened jaw and two hands clenched perfectly, Mr. Carik's son looked very angry.

Yes, apparently Bambang has made a plan B to make Jaka and his family leave his village, by damaging and burning all the property of the family Pak Karyo.

"We are not afraid of your threats, Son Bambang. All that we have is the care of the Almighty, if indeed Allah wills to take it, then we cannot prevent it." Mr. Karyo looked at Bambang with a shady look.

"One thing that Nak Bambang must understand, if indeed the treasure is still entrusted to us, surely any way that Nak Bambang will travel, will never work," said Mr. Karyo in a voice that sounded very wise.

Just as Mr. Karyo finished his speech, the look of the car lights turned towards the yard of Mr. Karyo's house.

All eyes were fixed on the car lights that were still shining, saw Mr. Carik, Professor Hartadi and Mr. Kades down from the car owned by Mr. Kades.

"Mom, what are you doing here?" ask Mr. Carik by raising his voice.

"Dad?" Bambang looked very surprised. 'Why do they know I'm here? Didn't they just go into their own rooms? And I left also by riding the motorbike secretly?' Bambang frowned deeply.

Mr. Carik then dragged the son's hand and brought Bambang into Mr. Kades' car, without a word. To make both parents Jaka, confused by what he saw.

"I'm sorry, Nak Jaka, if we're late" said Professor Hartadi, representing Mr. Kades who just pecked at his place.

Dara's father looks awkward in front of his iron candidate. Between shame, shame and pleasure mixed into one.

"Sorry, Professor and Mr. Kades know where Mas Bambang is from?" jaka asked not to understand.

"The two who told my father, that Bambang banged on your house while angry. You guys were on the phone, right?" reply Pak Kades reminded Jaka, Dara's father again called himself father in front of Jaka.

Mr. Karyo and Mak Karti who heard Mr. Kades' words that sounded more polite than usual, smiled happily.

Jaka who just realized that he was still holding a mobile phone immediately remembered Dara. Jaka checked his phone and sure enough, the call from Dara was still going on.

"I'm sorry, I hung up the phone for a while huh," said Jaka who immediately moved away.

"Neng, it's a long time ago, yes. A spoiled spit and a beautiful dream with Mas."

"Yes, Mas. Mas Jaka will also go to sleep immediately, hopefully later we can meet in a dream," replied Dara.

"Ehm ...." The sound of silence startled Jaka, who immediately hung up his phone.

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