The Charm of the Former

Don't Rendang

Every man is identical with his prestige.

Even so with women, identical with his instincts.

"Okay, we just walk straight ahead. Soon we reach the city" said Juna pedaling his bicycle.

Along the way, only teak trees were found. The size is not too big. Tower provider loomed, it was only one. Do not ask occupancy, even animals are not met.

It seems that Mas Juna is getting lost, Kiran's premonition is not good.

"Mas, stop for a second!" Kiran patted Juna's shoulder.

"Why?" ask Juna.

"I'm thirsty." Kiran finished her half-living drink.

"Mas, that nggowes a change of bike huh! I'm tired of sitting on the bell," said Kiran spoiled.

"Okay, let's not cramp the brain in the snoring!" keep Kiran. Juna looked at Kiran sharply. Kiran was busy tearing a plastic bag and pulling it into a rope.

Realizing that something was wrong in his words, Kiran repeated his words, "Otot, Mas, I mean a muscle that is in the snore!"

"Ayoyyoy .. evil mouth! bad mouth!" rutuk Kiran patted her lips.

Juna looked up at his wife's behavior.

"Okey, are you sure?" juna asked doubtfully.

"Just calm down, Mom. I've been used to cycling on various terrains." Kiran's hand is very deftly hooked his smartphone in the steering iron, then tied with a rope made.

Realizing that something was wrong with the woman with the sharp nose, Juna asked "Why did your smartphone get put there? falling down!"

"Oh, this .. anu, Mas, I don't have a pocket. Anyway, I wonder how much distance we've got to get to the city" Kiran said.

"So, I use it to calculate the distance" he continued.

Without thinking long, Juna stood between the rear wheels, resting on a hammer mounted on the right and left sides of the wheel. Along the way, Kiran talked more.

"So that crown is the reason the warden chased us? ask Kiran. Juna told them everything, they were left behind to remember Juna's behavior. Kiran's feet are so good at pedaling bicycles.

until her husband did not realize that Kiran had turned.

Along the way, they go through telling stories and joking ria. Juna's wife recounted her first experience when learning to ride a bicycle. Several times it fell, whether it was in a ditch, or a rocky road. Bruised and bleeding wounds, have become loyal friends when adventuring.

Until finally, Juna was surprised by Kiran who stopped at the crossroad. In the center there is a towering monument, with a garuda bird at the top.

Surrounded by a few heroes.

"Replace again, Mommy!" pinta Kiran, hand over the wheel to Juna.

"Lumayan is tired, yes!" continued.

Juna according to though he was still fixated.

Have we returned to Earth? How could Kiran know the way home while I'm not? thought.

Kiran picked up her phone, then put it in a basket.

Then he switched places with Juna.

"I will always be behind you, while continuing to hug you" Kiran said flirtatiously.

****

The middle orange spray disappeared covered by the night.

The street lights shone along with the light of the full moon.

"Hi ... Tyar," said Kiran, to the young man who was sitting on the porch chair.

"You just got home?" ask without looking. His eyes were focused on the 6-inch screen held with both hands.

"Hmm ..." both of them just nodded.

"I'll go to the bathroom first!" permit Kiran.

Tyar moved from his seat, "In my mother, let me introduce you to my mother!" take Tyar to Kiran. They walked into the main room.

"Jun, you take a shower in my room!" tyar's orders to Juna. In the main room, there is a bathroom.

"Ehh .. ono guest. Wilujeng rawuh," welcome Tyar's mother.

"Mother's mask!" greet Juna, kiss the back of a middle-aged woman's hand.

"Juna, how are you, Le?"

"Health, Kanjeng's mother."

"Kanjeng mom, tepangaken pikiko Kiran." Tyar introduces the woman who becomes Juna's wife.

"Kiran, Auntie," Kiran said.

"Wis call ae, kanjeng mother, let's be more familiar!" replied Tyar's mother.

"Those candidates, Nang?" ask the woman who gave birth to Tyar, 28 years ago.

"Enggeh, Kanjeng's mother. Menawi sampun pisahan kalih Juna," replied Tyar joking.

Juna elbowed Tyar's stomach, "Aw! Kidding time, Jun!" kilah Tyar's.

"Not funny!" juna.

"Oh, Garwane Juna knows? Pinter Juna choose garwo." Tyar's mother smiled, praising Juna.

"Juna ki wis like her own family." Ibu Tyar gave an ultimatum.

"Sono take a shower, Lo! It stinks of vinegar, you know, Lo!" tyar's orders to Juna.

"Bawel is so, Lo!" Juna left Tyar.

Just a few minutes passed, Juna's head poking out from the room door. "Gue pinjem lo clothes, yes!" permit Juna. Tyar nodded while his eyes were still focused on his online game.

****

In a different place, Kiran is so graceful wearing a modern Javanese kebaya, combined with an instant jarit cloth wrapped around her waist. Shimmering sequin beads look contrasting blending white skin hers.

"You are ayu tenan, Nduk," said Kanjeng mother amazed.

"Let's go to the dining room!" bring him.

Kanjeng mother explained every menu of her cooking. Kiran listened carefully. Occasionally, a smile was drawn from the lips of the two. From various kinds of mother's kanjeng cuisine menu, Kiran is only glued to sambel dong telo. Sweet potato leaves are boiled, then eaten by dicocol sambal which is given a little squeeze of lime and crackers as a complement.

"Yo wis, you eat first, yo! Kanjeng I'm not nimbali tiyang kakung." There was a hint of disappointment on the face of the mother, with the menu Kiran chose.

"Lo know what, bro? The shop owner said it was Langitan. The land above the clouds" Juna was amazed.

"From there, our world is shrouded in clouds. Cool anyway, Bro!" Tyar's face appears flat in response to Juna's story.

"But strangely enough, Kiran knew the way home, whereas I had forgotten how many times it passed through the intersection. How many times the incline and its derivatives." Juna looked confused.

"It turns out the people of the sky, are smarter and have more ability, Bro!" Tyar remained in his position, occasionally frowning.

"He can read my mind." Kiran's husband seemed proud of her experience.

"When I thought about how to get home, he said just like you came. It's cool, but I say it in my heart." Juna is still fiery in his storytelling. Now Tyar is back to focusing on his smartphone screen.

"If not wrong, the owner of the stall ...." Juna was trying to remember something.

"The name is Irsyad" Tyar continued. Juna was surprised.

"Entering the Langitan area, then the first we meet is the Irsyad shop. He's my high school friend first," Tyar explained.

"Lo's smartphone is pinter, Lo it's not less smart," Tyar cerocos.

Juna made him dumbstruck.

"Langitan Lo means the name of the village. Indeed the nickname of the land over the clouds, because of the location of the hills. So it's higher than the City" Tyar explained. Juna looked at it carefully.

"So?" ask Juna.

"Why does Kiran know the way home? That's because he uses goegle maps. That's why he was put on the bike handlebar," he added.

"What-what?!" Juna.

The insolent Irsyad dares to digress me, furious Juna in his heart. His right hand clenched and he punched it in the left palm

"Irsyad is not wrong, Lo is a less intelligent," Tyar timpal as if hearing his murmur.

"Kok, Lo ...?" Juna didn't finish the sentence.

"Reading the mind is easy, as long as we understand the expression of his face," said Tyar

"Good to have a pinter. Beautiful, smart again. It's too bad your fate, Kiran." Tyar teases Juna.

"JUST ...!!" Juna clasped Tyar's collar, then lifted him up. When he wanted to raise his fist in anger, there was a knock on the door.

Juna took off his grip, while Tyar tidied up his shirt and opened the door. It turned out that my mother came.

"Let's get stuck, Nang!" take kanjeng mom.

"Juna, Kiran kuwi's opo again dieting?" ask Tyar's mom.

"Mboten, Kanjeng's mother," he replied.

"Yo wis, you first yo, Le," pinta kanjeng mother to Juna.

Juna steps towards the dining room, followed by kanjeng's mother and also Tyar.

Arriving in the dining room, Juna was shocked to see Kiran eating only using sambel and crackers. Juna then picked up a piece of rendang meat, and poured a spoonful of opor sauce.

"Eat a lot, Yang. Consider it your own home" said Juna stroking Kiran's head.

"Don't do it, Mas, Kanjeng mom said no."

*flash back on ....

"Let's go to the dining room!" take kanjeng mom.

"Kanjeng mom cook wuakih, lha iki Don't ... Lombok." -." Kanjeng mom showed vegetable coconut milk with slices of green chili, mixed tofu tempe diced and then some smoked fish skewers.

"Nek iki Don't .. fatty. The people of Kota ngomange rendang," explained kanjeng mother, for vegetables typical of padang cuisine.

"Lha .. iki, sambel dong telo. Mantul dimaem karo sego angel, cocol sambel oranges." Kanjeng mom spooned rice to Kiran's plate.

"Indonesians if they eat, this is not left behind." Kanjeng mom picked up a pack of crupuk. The Blora people, call it Bandung crackers.

*flashback off ....

"Occupy ... Stem, Nduk. Ngapurane sing akeh, Kanjeng mother does not pinter Indonesian," said Kanjeng mother, greeted with lively laughter from all.

*****

Note: Do not in Javanese mean greens😊

Guys, I write sambel dong telo, I until ngecees😋😋. So kangen hometown. May you always be healthy for the family in the village.

All the family Charm The Former uttered Taqobballohu minna waminkum, taqobbal yaa Kariim. Sorry to be born and to.🙏🙏