The Love of Alika
The Eps 45
The journey from Jakarta to Adi Soetjipto airport in Yogyakarta takes a short time, so Alika does not have to bother preparing something to drive away her boredom.
“Aircraft will soon land at Adi Soetjipto Airport Yogyakarta. It is expected that all passengers are in position and using seat belts.”
Shortly thereafter, the plane landed safely at Yogyakarta's Adi Soetjipto Airport. After making sure there were no items left behind, Mama immediately called a taxi and brought Alika and her entourage to her family home in Beji Village Bantul Regency.
Arriving in Beji Village Bantul Alika Regency is immediately presented with a typical rural view filled with green rice fields and friendly greetings from the residents who occupy the village.
A stark contrast to the environment he had been living in, in this village Alika can feel how harmony and comfort are closely intertwined among the majority of residents who live their livelihoods as farmers and craft makers typical of the area.
Very rarely encountered the hustle and bustle of motor vehicles, which there are only pedestrians who ride their crops and some old cyclists who if here are commonly called onthel. There is no known smoke pot that spreads pollution. The air here is still very cold, not the slightest smell of nitrogen.
And what made Alika fall in love, an amazingly beautiful sight unfolded before her eyes as if she were looking at the canvas of the creation of the Almighty.
All the burdens and problems that made his head tired seemed to disappear instantly. There was no word of Radit or Lian. All of that was locked tightly in his brain drawer. Unsatisfied Alika unraveled her smile and admiration with the sight she saw. Papa and Mama also look happy to see his daughter's smile again adorn the look of her father.
“Your hen, Al? Not sure to come with Papa to Yogya?”
“Iya-iya, Pa. Alika ngaku to lose.” Alika hugged her Papa. “Where are we going, Pa?”
“Ogah ah, Pa. Cook all the way here playing to the Mall as well. Alika wants to find a new atmosphere.”
His father just laughed at his son's exuberant behavior.
“Then you go with his son Budhe Har. You can ask him to take a walk around Yogya.” proposed by Mama.
“Yang really, Ma? You can do that.”
Shortly after, they arrived in front of a house that could be said to be magnificent. With its typical Yogya building, the house is not comparable to the house owned by the Alika family in Jakarta.
The house, which has a joglo roof, was built using teak wood slats that made it look luxurious and elegant. The main door is also made of wood which is predicted as the best quality wood in the country, with artistic carvings that are enough to illustrate that the owner of the house is someone who knows very well about art.
Indeed, most Yogya people have a high artistic spirit, proven every corner of the house has pillars filled with various carvings that can only be found in the city that is famous for its jaw customs.
In addition to large and luxurious buildings, the very spacious courtyard also became a unity that could not be separated from every house in this village. The shady tree-lined courtyard reminded Alika of the reforestation program that is currently being intensively carried out in the Capital.
Jakarta should be planted with shady trees like this if you really want to create a beautiful and pollution-free environment. Instead of adding toll roads and skyscrapers.
