The Secret Admirer of Dusk
PRS 61'S. Otw Application
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In the late night, it does not make two human children of different sex feel drowsiness. Andra and Dusk. In a different place, both of them were confused with their own thoughts and prejudices. Andra who is still thinking about the words Dusk, and Dusk which is still imagined eyed speech before he said earlier.
After tired of thinking of words that disturbed peace of heart, they both remembered their childhood. When we first met, Dusk saved Andra, then went according to each other. Andra who remembers the sweet smile of a little girl who looks like a boy when she received the gifts she gave when visiting Semarang. Dusk who returned a smile when opening gift boxes from Mas Gantengnya as a child, the box that until this moment is still always neatly stored in the closet Twilight, even the boxes dominate the contents of the closet and beat the clothes of Dusk which is only a few sheets there, because most of it he has brought in his frame.
Until dawn and dawn reverberate, both do not close the eyes of the goods for a minute. They choose to shower immediately and carry out their duties as Muslims. Andra soon returned home, and Dusk contacted Lala if he could not come to the store today. He also told Lala to immediately send an order Angga some time ago who was ready in his pack. Lala confirmed all of Dusk's words on the phone call that morning.
"Hoaam, Mbak Dusk this hour already call me anyway," Lala saw the clock on her phone that still shows the number 5:00.
"In the meantime, there's WA also from Mbak Dusk," Lala frowned at the photo notif from Dusk.
'La, sorry yes today Mbak gan can go to the store, because at home still bother cleaning up, continue Mbak's hand also again hurt nih'
Lala immediately opened the photo sent by Dusk and how surprised when she saw the photo of the palms of Dusk that looked blistered. "O Allah Ma'am, how can I be?" his comments in the mouth also he type in reply message Dusk. Not to forget he immediately reported it to Bayu without remembering what time it is now, he must disturb the owner of the phone across there.
Andra arrived at the house when all the residents of the house were chatting seriously in the family room. "Well, long life father's son. Here Son!" Herman's father waved at Andra and patted the seat beside her, as if nothing had happened to the son during the week. Andra sat his ass on the sofa next to Mr. Herman.
"We all have good news for you" said Herman's father excitedly with a big smile on his lips, as well as Mother Ratih who smiled gently while rubbing the shoulders of her youngest son.
Andra frowned and examined one by one the faces of the people who were there, all of them looking happy. But there was no sight of Bayu's eyes either, where they were, Andra thought. "What Dad?" ask after being able to prepare the heart.
Mr. Herman immediately said his point without further ado and was straight to the point. "You'll soon marry a beautiful, kind, friendly, independent girl,"
"Dear, in a week we'll propose to the girl for you. But if you're impatient, we can speed it up, can't you, Dad?" Mother greeted her husband enthusiastically even before Mr. Herman finished his sentence. Herman's father nodded his head in response to his wife's words.
Andra looked at her father and mother alternately, "Andra is not wrong?"
"No dear, yesterday we talked to the girl's parents, and they agreed," replied Bunda Ratih still with a smile.
Andra shook her head, "Andra doesn't believe, if you're the same Mother does not understand Andra's feelings at all, you're selfish!"
"What do you mean, son?" bu Ratih's smile faded as soon as she heard Andra's words. So did the others who immediately stiffened.
"You want to marry Andra to another girl, even though you know Andra's heart and life are only for one girl from the past." Andra got up from her seat and quickly left everyone with her attitude, wanting to explain but not given a chance by Andra who quickly disappeared.
"Who's wrong if I think it's this?"
"What are we saying wrong?"
The two middle-aged people looked at each other and digested the words of his son busily.
"Well.. Bun.. " Angga opened his mouth after fasting mbisu since, "you do not realize yes did not enter the name Dusk in all your paragraphs earlier?"
"Huh?"
"Yes Uncle, Mother. You didn't say that you were going to marry Andra to Dusk, it seems that Andra misunderstood that." Nick has expressed his opinion.
"Astaghfirullah's.." Mr. Herman and Mr. Ratih are at the same time.
"We need to straighten out this misunderstanding before it gets complicated, Bun."
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A week passed, and now came the day that the Andra family planned a visit to the Dusk residence, in order to propose the girl to their son. All preparations are 100% ready, just leave tonight after Isya'. All peningset or submission has been prepared since a week ago, starting from the jariik/kain batik patterned sidomukti, because batik patterned sidomukti contains the meaning of hope to achieve the happiness of birth and inner.
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Then a makeup tool.
Then the toiletries,
clothes and accessories too
a complete set of jewelry. Starting from bracelets, necklaces, earrings and diamond rings.
Then he also prepared the king's banana, jambe fruit and betel lime, he said the king's banana was obliged to be brought for the traditional Javanese application. Because the king banana is a symbol of fertility hope so that after marriage in the hope that this couple can have offspring. The young can only nod according to kejawen eyang customs, because their knowledge is not as broad as the knowledge of Javanese customs. Then market snacks in the form of jaddah cake and honey mongso or snack market made from glutinous rice. And the last one is flowers, Angga and Nick look at each other and scratch their nape, do they want to pilgrimage what flowers also? especially the flowers. So roughly fill their minds.
Although Angga had proposed to girls and married, but he did not use such things, because his ex-wife was not Javanese let alone Jogja. So he's as foreign as Nick is about it. The flowers are not arbitrary flowers, there are only two types, namely the flowers and white jasmine. That's why Angga and Nick, if it's like going on a pilgrimage to the tomb.
Who tapped the ears of his two grandchildren when they protest why not a bouquet of roses or lilies. Said eyang, the two flowers need to be placed in a small basket in an odd number. Because the hope, may their household life, adekmu will continue to decorate like flowers in the garden. The two men nodded in understanding after hearing the explanation from Eyang Kumala. Others just hold back a smile to see Angga and Nick in an all-out lecture by eyed due to their protests.
Afternoon approaching, but everyone still seemed confused, pacing back and forth because the subject of the core of the event has not also revealed the trunk of his nose until now. Yes, Andra disappeared again after her misunderstanding a week ago. For one week Bayu along with the special forces of Mr. Herman tried hard to find the existence of Andra, now is the peak, and trivial because Andra is only in a place that Bayu had not thought of before.
"Where, Bay?" ask Mr. Herman on his phone with Bayu.
"Here I am ready, sir."
"Good, can go straight to the crime scene, right?"
"Yes, sir."
"Okay, we're leaving now, you'll catch up." Mr. Herman turned off his phone when he heard a ready reply from Bayu.
The group of two cars immediately left for the house of Dusk because the issue had passed since half an hour ago. The first car contained eyes, Mr. Herman, Mr. Ratih and Mr. Santo as drivers. While the second car is filled by a singles duo and two loyal assistants, namely Mbak Asih and Mbok Monah, and all their offerings. All residents of the house were involved and left only two security guards to guard the house as usual.
"Hopefully the show is smooth yo, Jo. Let the house be rame again as it used to be, and Ndoro princess is not lonely anymore," Kang Tejo told Pak Bejo as both of their employer's cars came out of the gate.
"Aamin," replied Mr. Bejo, then both of them rubbed their palms on their faces.
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