THE MENTARI FOR ESTUARY SEASON 2

CHAPTER 7, THE TRAGEDY OF ANABUL IN KOSAN

- Pov Hanum

Horeeee, the author's good, thanks me pov alone...

“Heh, have started straight to the story, habit, must if there are new people who I love pov himself even so. Yes, let's talk there!”

Yes, geez, geez. Is it really so bad the author? Yes, we're starting, yes. My name is Hanum Maisha Kartika, commonly called Hanum or Hani. But you have to remember, want to be called whatever I will be by you guys, say hello and call me slowly, when my distance is close to you guys, if I fast, later I budeg, how? Hehe. I am now 20 years old, entering second semester in music arts major. Thank God, in this year and this semester, I got an offline college opportunity, and my fun didn't stop there, because on my way to this Hero City, it was, I met and met a girl friend on the plane. And amazingly, Madam Riana – that woman's name, she is the sister of my lover, Ganesha. He's a nice, supple, friendly person, and also light-handed. I was helped by it when I couldn't do something. Anyway, she's a big sister figure, deh. And this morning, I again witnessed the tenderness of his heart, as he carried and fondled lovingly a cat that seemed lost, straying into our boarding yard.

“Ya ampuuun, you are so funny, why can you get lost here anyway? Sssttt... You are calm yaa, now, you are safe here.” he said softly. I'm still busy reading novels while sitting on the living room sofa so curious too. After stopping the playback of the novel I was reading, I put the phone in my pants pocket, then approached Mbak Riri who seemed to still be engrossed with the cat.

“That's a cat who's mbak?” my many.

“No idea, Dek Han, stray into our boarding house he. But beautiful you know, white fur, enduuuut, thick fur. Want to hold on?” haggard Ma'am Riana. I'm nodding. Immediately I approached Riana's mother, and grabbed the anabul from her carrier.

“Ya warm canoe, kayak living doll... Yes already mbak, if no one ngakuin ever had this cat, mending we take care of it, but permission first boarding mother,” my proposal.

“Good idea... Come on, to the back house, Miss Riska again there like, make a cake.” Take Riana's Mom. I'm nodding. While still carrying the cat, I followed the girl's steps towards the mother house, our host mother's house.

“Yes no papa, just keep it. The cat is the beloved animal of the Prophet, should not be abandoned,” said Mrs Rizka. We nodded and smiled happily. Thankfully, it turned out that the hostess allowed us to keep this funny anabul.

“Eh, whose name do you want? He's a guy..” said Ms. Riana, while starting to prepare a bed for our new best friend.

“We give the name Almanzo aja, mbak, her husband Laura Ingals it, you know?” my many.

“Lho, you like to read those Character Building Stories too, huh?” tanyanya enthusiastic.

“Iya mbak, I love that story, read over and over again also does not make bosen,” I replied. Riana's mom said. And it turns out, he has another favorite with me besides singing and music, yes it's writing and reading. Wow, seneng really can have a server se-server as gini.

“Yes, yes, the name of this cat is now Manzo or Almanzo. If so, mbak want to go to the pet shop first, want to buy the same food all Manzo needs. You can't be left alone with Manzo, right?” ask Riana.

“No papa mbak, but that means I have to same Manzo continue dong, otherwise he will disappear again how? I can't see mbak, it's hard to control,” I said worried. Ma'am Riana hugged and rubbed my shoulder.

“Manzo sure knows how dear, he will not be far from his place. Mbak sure. Yes yes, mbak to pet shop first,” pamitnya. I'm nodding. After he drove off on his motorcycle, I crouched down, then scratched behind the ear of the anabul, Almanzo. Wishing he understood, I said slowly to him.

“Manzo, I can't see. So please, play it not far away, yes,” as if he understood, he put his head in my hand, hoping behind his ears scratched again. I laughed, rubbing the thick white fur of the Almanzo. I really love him.

***

Afternoon, at the boarding house. Thankfully, food and all Manzo's belongings are already in the room. It's just that, now that I'm alone here, because Riana's going somewhere, there's business. But I think my loneliness will not be long, because, Ganesh, Vishnu and his girlfriend, he said he wanted to play here. I walked to the front stall of the boarding house, gave some light snacks to greet them.

“Hey, Ms Hanum, are you alone? Where's Riri?” ask Vishnu, who turned out to have arrived at my boarding house, with Mayang – his girlfriend, and also Ganesh.

“For business, he said. Bentar also went home... Oh yes, Ganesh where?” askaku, while putting a snack bag on the terrace table.

“Ke in his kayak, kebelet peed earlier he said.” Answer Vishnu. I just had a joh, then took a seat opposite Vishnu and Mayang who were busy taking pictures.

“Oh yes, what do you want to drink?” my many.

“Sead here aja, Ms. Hanum,” replied Mayang. I smile. Then, I rushed to the kitchen to prepare a drink for them. While preoccupying with concocting the syrup ice, I heard screams blaring from inside the living room. I left the ice syrup I was making on the table, and ran towards the source of the sound.

“Why-why? What's up?” my many.

“There is a clamp cat behind the sofa deh kanya, how about?” ask Ganesh.

“Lho can? Sek, let's move the sofa!” my proposal.

“Almanzooo... Manzooo...” call me while continuing to shift the sofa. This sofa is a bit heavy, so well, you should both slide it, otherwise it can not.

“Manzooo... Pusss..” call me once again. Still no answer (yeah, he's not a cat?), I mean, still no response.

“Ayok, just go to the back of the sofa there, it seems easier if we run from there,” Ganesh proposal again. I'm asserting. Luckily the sofa was already half shifted, so there was a gap wide enough for us to sneak there as well.

“Manzooo...” I started calling again. This time, we were already completely behind the sofa, completely obstructed by that huge sofa. For those who do not know before what happened, surely auto minding is not complete.

“Meooong..” A weak eongan sounded from the right corner. I left Ganesh who was also busy searching, then headed towards the source of the voice earlier. And there, Manzo looked like he was afraid, because he could not get out of the place he entered.

“Ssssttt, quiet Manzo, babe. You're in a safe place now. So do not like to enter carelessly... Gini will be,” I said gently while stroking Almanzo's head.

“Who to meet, dear?” ask Ganesh.

“Udah nih, it is not fat instead,” answered me while bringing Anabul it out of the trapped place.

“Gratitude deh, but the problem is, now I'm stuck can not come out, have not shifted the sofa also still can not come out me..”.

“Jeez dragon ball!” myrag. Why is it like this? Now if this is the case, who should try it for help?

The roar of the motor is heard from the kosan yard. That must be Miss Riana. Ow hell! Would have thought this was her if you knew there was a girl stuck behind the couch with her little brother? Ah, Manzooo, you're wearing a trap on the couch all, so gini right...

“Yeah Dek Hani, Ganesh, what are you doing back there? Play no umpet?” mother Riana asked in shock, when entering the living room. Well, get this. What happened happened, that he knew God loved his people *la how to sing? Duh maap, panic.

“We caught mbak, gegara nolongin cat, he was first trapped behind this sofa, we continued to dance until we entered, the cat met, and we continued to dance, now it's even our turn to not be able to come out,” explained Ganesh.

“Now which cat?” ask Riana.

“It carried Mbak Hanum,” replied Ganesh.

“Halaaah onoook ae wong loro... Yes already, beware, later mbak find energy assistance first, to evacuate you from there. How the hell anyway, can enter but can not get out,” grumbled Mbak Riana. But I know it wasn't an upset grunt, it's just that he didn't think about what happened and happened to us.

“Yak sodara-sodara at once... This time we are watching, two dolphins are trapped behind this cream-colored sofa yes.” I half choked holding back the laughter of hearing that narrative. That must be the work of Vishnu, who else can jail us if not that child?

“Gek ndang, Nu, kesel yo squat continues!” ganesh Sulu. Vishnu pushed the sofa forward again, so that a very wide gap was created for us to be able to stand up and get out of the place.

“Aduuuh finallyaaa!” I let out a sigh of relief once I got out of the sofa, while still holding Almanzo – the anabul, who could have fallen asleep during the tense scene earlier. Hais...

“You want to try the new model courtship style, yes, behind the sofa?” ledek Mayang's.

“No, May, that's the real definition of mojok,” is Vishnu. Asem i wong loro, don't know if we were so tense earlier, what else was discovered with Riana's mother. Ntar was thought to have done what he did even bothered.

“Udah-already. Mbak just bought a cage for Manzo tuh, ushered in a car just now. If we no longer exist or can not understand Manzo, he we just put it there. Ngko ndak enter a strange place again even more ngrepoti. Yes already, Vishnu same Ganesh, pull again there sofanya, rapiin position. Me, Mayang together Hani want a new home for the Manzo, yes,” said Mbak Riana. We nodded. After the division of the task, we immediately spread and checked to the place of execution of each task, doing everything carefully and quickly so that it can be completed on time.

***

Here we are now, sitting on some chairs that surround a large table on a boarding terrace. Me, Ms. Hanum and Mayang were arranging a plate containing rice and roasted chicken which apparently became a dinner menu for all of us. The ice syrup I made earlier, of course, became the drink, because after a while stuck on the sofa with Ganesh and Manzo, I returned to my activities to make the drink earlier.

“This was the impromptu sar team to evacuate Manzo, we add the portion yes,” ledek Mbak Riana while taking rice for me and Ganesh. I covered a part of my face with my hands, ashamed of it.

“Hayooo cheeks cross,” says Ganesh. I slowly nudged his waist. I already know again embarrassed gini, even more diledekin. Yes add my cheek dong. But by the way, this is an unforgettable experience as well anyway, just a compact test it is. If Manzo had not entered and entered behind the sofa, it is most we just sit in a row on the sofa while girik or do not play HP. Well because there is an impromptu “efacuation” process so, we can do different things. Thank you, Manzo, you've made our courtship moment so colorful. But don't repeat it, ngerepotin!

(BBC).