The Love of the Captain

Death trap

"Come, don't let us go out on the road," asked Arjuna, when it was only half-seven in the evening, but he was very excited to go to the traditional party.

"My clothes aren't wrong, are they? There's no other shirt for the official event, just this mending gasket."

Arjuna almost choked while he was drinking and saw Chery come out of the room wearing a simple but elegant silver midi dress, even without makeup polish because all her beauty tools were not there, the hair that was rolled up on the potluck, making the girl look shining, making Arjuna slightly fixated on looking at her.

"Ah, it-it-no, it's okay," she replied hiding nervously, almost she would be disappointed to say that Chery's performance tonight was perfect and beautiful.

It only takes about forty minutes by motorbike, they have now arrived at the event venue, precisely in the presence of customary stakeholders, Tores did not say in detail about what traditional parties are currently in the title, only tonight the atmosphere of the residence of the stakeholders is crowded with young and old couples.

This is the second time Arjuna came to the place, before he had time to go there when he had just come and served there, he said, it has become customary if new people or new officials will come to introduce themselves and ask permission from local customary stakeholders so that their work will certainly be related to the crowd will be more synergized and the community will be it is easier to accept if the relationship with the local customary chairman is well established.

As soon as the two of them got off the motorbike and stepped into the decorated archway with flowers and various foliage, a pair of middle-aged men and women approached and greeted their arrival kindly, if the old woman directly draped a strand of flowers to the neck of Arjuna and Chery like a greeting or welcome, welcome, another case with the old man who is now busy fumigating the bodies of Arjuna and Chery who can only be silent and resigned because they respect their customs, the smell of incense smoke that was burned immediately penetrated the smell as the man circled the body of the two while muttering a spell that was not clear neatannya.

After feeling enough, they were invited to enter through the gate, Chery stared confusedly at Arjuna who was just as confused but trying to stay cool.

"I know what you're thinking and what you want to ask me, the answer is, I don't know you either, we better just follow the series of events as a form of respect for the customary stakeholders who have invited us." Arjuna whispered as if he could guess what Chery wanted to ask him.

"Hemh, right too, just think of it as a traditional tour, no problem, it's exciting and unique." Chery's eyes sparkle, he quite enjoys the ceremony that takes place, is not we have to respect each other's customs and culture, and also rarely he gets a precious moment like this, not only do we have to respect each other's customs and culture, if he had his camera with him, he would have taken a lot of photos and uploaded them on his social media site, which is a beautiful place.

Currently Arjuna and Chery are waiting in line among other couples who want to go into a place such as an out door room that is decorated with a variety of dried flowers, straw hanging, hanging, and the torches around him, somewhere they both just follow where people are waiting in line to get in there, they just think maybe there will find a more interesting place.

When it was their turn to enter the place, again a male and female couple intercepted their steps, this time the couple looked much older than the one who had intercepted them in the gate, the man who wears full custom clothes and his hair has been whitened all with skin that has been seen slack and wrinkles everywhere it turns out that Arjuna is recognized as the traditional leader he has met several time ago.

"Greetings, Grandpa!" greeting Arjuna clenched his hands on his chest as a salute that people there used to do when meeting the old man called the Datuk.

"Ah, apparently you're the police chief, this--" the man turned to look at Chery.

"This is my colleague Datuk" replied Arjuna.

"Greetings, my name is Chery," Chery introduced herself and clenched her hands to her chest, just like Arjuna did.

Arjuna and Chery's right hand is now in the grasp of the old man who immediately closed his eyes and then said a spell, sometimes his eyebrows knit and his forehead wrinkled.

The old man opened his eyes and let out a very long sigh as well as heavy, like being tired or something like that, Arjuna and Chery's hands were still within his grasp, as well, his eyes took turns staring at the faces of the two young people before him who looked resigned and confused.

The old man's gaze was now locked onto Arjuna's eyes, looking at him very deeply.

"Many people get stuck in the memory of the past, so ignoring the future, losing you in the past will make you lose your identity in the future, if you don't have an ocean-wide heart to forgive, especially forgiving yourself, you must believe more in destiny, lest your ego rule the soul, so losing someone in the past makes you forget that you've lost your own identity." Said the man straightforwardly, there was a glint of eyes that Arjuna could not afford to fight against the old man even though his heart wanted to fight him.

Arjuna really wanted to say that no one knew more about him, about what he felt, about his pain and his loss than himself, even if it was an indigenous stakeholder who seemed to be able to laugh a glimpse of his life, but Arjuna could not say it all, all just stuck in his chest, he said, like there was a big stone that held back so that the words did not come out of his lips, so he could only remain silent without any expression to hear the advice of the traditional leader who he thought knew it.

"And for the two of you, listen and remember this message of mine always, ignore the pain, or you will never be happy, for you are perfect happiness." the man let go of the couple's hands after he finished his last sentence.

Not to mention the confusion experienced by Arjuna and Chery, now it was the turn of the old woman who had been standing next to the customary chairman and holding the tray approaching the two of them, thrusting the tray in front of them, trays that contain such an offering, there are flowers, fruits and various kitchen spices and so on.

Arjuna and Chery were then asked to eat the fruit they had just seen bentunya in his lifetime, the red fruit as large as wine was already in the brine of salt and sugar before, he said, feeling that they have already followed the procession so far, they again can only submit to follow the strange request, the fruit tastes jumbled, sour, bitter, bitter, sweet and salty into one made Arjuna and Chery shudder while eating it, yet they still swallowed everything as a form of respect, it would be disrespectful and very offensive if they spewed it out.

The old woman smiled with relief, unlike the old man who was impressed firmly, this old woman was actually very friendly her eyes radiated shade and warmth while looking at the two people before her, so that Arjuna's heart that had been upset because of the words of the customary stakeholders, suddenly forgot him, changed with a feeling of comfort and calm, and calm, the look of maternal and loving eyes is like being able to soften hearts as hard as steel.

"Now that you are customarily bound, the last series of ceremonies that you do mean that in the next life a customarily bound couple is expected to be able to through good relations in bitter, sour, sour, the saltiness and sweetness of life, you are indeed a couple blessed with ancestors and gods." Said the woman with a warm smile.

"What,,,!?" Arjuna and Chery threw each other a look of surprise, really they did not believe the series of words they had just heard from the old woman's mouth, what does it mean they were customarily bound?

"Sorry ma'am, ma'am, ah-what is this ceremony?" ask Arjuna curiously.

"What you have just followed is the traditional procession of the binding of lovers, every couple who follow the procession of this event, their minds will be strongly bound, but without this procession, too, your mind is actually fused." The woman replied as she left Arjuna and Chery stunned by the answer she heard.

"TORES!!!" furious Arjuna was upset because he felt trapped by his aide.