THE MENTARI FOR ESTUARY SEASON 2

CHAPTER 5, TAKE A WALK TOGETHER

        “Arek Iucluk yo model ngene ki, already a week to Surabaya just say now, hadeeeh, fortunately not stray you nduk!” muara exasperated while ruffling Riana's hair. Now they live together, having returned Ganesh and Hanum to their habitat uh, where they host.

“Hahaha, relax dong Ra, don't be like a fire beard so. Although not once a year, I have been to Surabaya, yes quite know the area here little-lit.”.

“Ish still, dodol, Surabaya it's the same as Jakarta, if you don't know anything about this place, can get in trouble. Aduuuuh Rianaaaaa..” Nagging Estuary again.

“Hadeeeh, yes calm dong Ra, now you see, I'm fine, right?” ask Riana. Want to not, Muara nodded as well.

“But don't repeat, you don't have a friend here, diem-diem bae has arrived. Yes, I'm coming with you now, don't you?” tawar Muara's.

“Where?”

“Walk, let's know the area here. Come!” yells. Riana followed the guy towards the parking lot. And there is a favorite motorcycle Muara named “Si Jago”, now he knows why the Muara motorcycle is named so, because the color of this bike is red, because the color of this bike is red, like a rooster that's being pitted.

“Pake his helmet, why bengong? Enchanted, huh?” tanya Muara while handing over the helmet to Riana.

“Ho oh je, add handsome anyway you... Oops!” Riana closed her mouth, she slipped. Since then, it was indeed the focus; the estuary is getting more handsome. Hadoooh fucked up, could be stirring jungle martial. How will his heart and eyes be if he is forced to squirm this way every day? Could hurt his eyes so much the same glare this guy. Duh, heart, do not act, please keep calm in place. And for you, eyes, be careful, keep your eyes.

***

They strolled into many interesting places in that Hero City. Not only that, they also taste a lot of typical suraboyoan food, from contemporary to traditional. Until dusk almost crept to the surface, Muara finally invited Riana to stop at her last destination, yes it was her family residence. There is no meaning, just want to introduce Riana to her father, mother, and sisters.

“Eh, my home border deket Sidoarjo you don't mind right?” tanya Muara, just after the bike stopped in front of a red light.

“No, exciting again... Yuk, go!” riana said with excitement.

“Eh, crazy this kid. Doyan motoran also yes?” tanya Muara while reapplying the motor slowly.

“Haha yaaa, back then when I was in High School and living in Malang, often I had a motorbike as well, to Batu aja I myself, riding a motorbike.” replied Riana.

“Biyooohhhh, reckless pantesan aja ngebolang here not to say... It is common to be an adventurer, it is you. Yes already, we will stop at the martabak stall first, buyin for my family yes,” said Muara. Riana just nodded. He really enjoyed this trip. I hope it doesn't end soon.

***

“How are you doing, Ra? Nggowo cah wedok ra rules, iki lho wes bengi, omah crew dewe ki adoh you from the city.” nagel the mother, omah, as soon as Muara and Riana got home at exactly seven that night.

“Sorry ma'am, it should be from the afternoon we are here, but the fun of the streets eh clouds want..”.

“Hish... Arek njok tenan og kowe ki. Yowes ndang mlebu... Sek does not hug the father, sek nang cow pen the most... Paaak, reneo, kae you muleh, nggowo wedok pisan!” Muara only grinned to hear the long-short grunt of his mother. He immediately invited Riana inside, and was greeted with Dewun, one of his sisters.

“Wiii, Mas Ra go home.. bring the girl again... Sopo kui, huh? Your girlfriend a?”

“Heh ora yo, ngawur kon iku. Your Mbakyu nang ndi?”

“In the kitchen, katte nget do not koyokane want..” Dew replied. Muara nodded. Immediately he handed him a plastic containing martabak eggs and langbulan (sweet martabak), which he bought earlier in the street. Dew soared with excitement, and immediately reported the “happy” news to the entire house.

***

“All because of the hard work of Muara, nduk, so our lives can be fulfilled until now. And when he told us that he was going to college, we were so happy, because it was one of the things he had dreamed of all along. It's just that, he was smart to cover up his desire and want it, just because he wanted to keep calm us who were still wallowing in difficulties at that time. Now that he's gone to college, we all asked him to stop working, but he didn't want to. He said it's okay if he goes to college and works, he doesn't want to forget history. Because of his work it is also a bridge to his dream to be formed.” said Bu Asih – his mother Muara, while washing dishes used to eat them, assisted by Dewun, Binar, and of course Riana.

“Maasya Allah, great yes Muara..” said Riana amazed while arranging the dry dishes back to the shelf.

“That's him, Muara's good boy. We love him, our family loves him... And we hope that in the future, Muara will get a soul mate that is comparable to her, not comparable in degrees and position, but comparable well and sincere.”, Bu Asih said again.

“Mbak iki lho buk, kethok-e match yo same Mas Muara?” timpal Dew. Binar stepped on his sister's foot slowly. Indeed, compared to Dew, Binar looks more mature. Besides indeed because of age, personality, Binar is more able to maintain his attitude as a woman, compared to the Dew that is energic and ceplas-ceplos. But Riana instead became more comfortable talking to Dewun, because there are several percent of her nature that somewhat resembles the youngest sister Muara.

***

“Mau tea, Ri?” tawar Muara, as soon as Riana joined her and the father who was fun to talk about something in a long bamboo chair, on the porch of the house.

“No need, Ra, thanks..” Riana shook her head slowly as she sat herself down just to the right of Muara.

“Yowes, kancani Riana yo, le, sign first,” said Muara's father while fixing the sheath. Riana nodded and smiled politely as Mr. Dawn – father of Muara, flashed before him.

“Eh, sorry Ri, this sloth will make us get to my house. You want to get here is not anter go home?” muara asked, while looking at Riana who looked beautiful, even though the tired strokes still could not be hidden from her face.

“If you want to go home I don't papa? Can get here really malem later.”.

“But if you nginep here is more risky, Ri, you masalae girl, here still rodok ndeso area, later even you become a neighbor gossip, I am not good.”.

“Tega a mas take Mbak Riana up the mountain through the valley from here to the city? Turu mbek I lak uwes, complete perkoro..” said Dewun who appeared suddenly, complete with his pajama clothes.

“Nggak papa kok Mbun, mbak also want to wriggle the city of Surabaya at night. I'll play here again sometime. Tomorrow I want an interview at work also be the problem..”

“Jeez yes, yes? How come you didn't talk about Ri? Not taking the road far away e, even forget me if tomorrow you have an interview... Container!” The estuary patted the neighbor's eel, uh, its own eel.

“Ya has been saying goodbye, later add the night even..” said Riana. Muara nodded. So that night, while once again receiving the mother's scolding, Muara brought Riana back to the city, riding a motorbike. Riana was shocked too, so peeked at the front of the motorcycle, there was a large plastic bag given by her mother Muara. But the girl did not have time to ask, because the estuary was racing her motorcycle. After waving each other, the motorbike slowly drove, splitting the path of the border area that had been deserted.

***

“Where are you from? The clock has just come home, afraid that I am alone here,” said Hanum while he was sleepy to open the door.

“Sorry, too much happened earlier, Dek Hani. Oh yes, this is given by her mother mbak. Tomorrow we will be together. Yuk ndang bobok, wes bengi iki cah ayu,” said Riana while guiding Hanum to her room. It seems that ever since they met on that plane, Riana became really affectionate with Hanum. Not only because he is Ganesh's lover, but, there is something interesting about him, which makes him (Hanum), easily loved. Lovable, if people say.

***

[Ri, thanks for today, thank you for making a good impression and making a difference to my family. Do not be invited to go far, yes.] WhatsApp messages from Muara. Riana closed the car glass cleaning bottle, uh, her facial cleanser before replying to the message.

[Yes, same Ra. Thanks for taking me into your wonderful family life, so glad to know you.] Muara is typing.

[Yowes, ndang turu yo gorgeous. Tomorrow is the interview. Good night... A beautiful dream, huh?]

(BBC).