The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder

Chapter 33: Don't Think!

"You want to go home again, Yum?"

"Yo, my mother asked, Da."

"Why?"

The round-eyed girl sipped a nearly finished drink in front of her. Sitting quietly for a moment, then smiling widely.

Nida, Yumna's classmate, is shocked by the change in the girl's behavior. Immediately, he placed his hand on Yumna's forehead.

"My brother's getting married soon, Da! My sister-in-law's candidate is very beautiful," exclaimed Yumna. In the next second. The round fan in his hand was fluttered with rapid movements.

"Well ah, Yum! Surprise people, you. Soon Mr. Iskak's class starts. Into the room, yuk!"

Yumna stopped her hand movements. His eyes looked at his friend.

"Ah, yes! Forgot me."

However, the tail of the girl's eyes instead caught the figure of two men walking not far from where she was sitting. Quickly, Yumna stood up to chase after the man.

"Woy! Yumnaa! Where are you going?" exclaim Nida.

"Pursue my future, Da!" Yumna shouted in reply while running in the other direction.

"Geez, Yum!" muttered Nida while shaking her head.

Yumna almost hit the man she liked because she couldn't control her run.

"He! Wedok iki meneh .. haduh!"

"Hi, Kangmas Maman is the most caem," said Yumna grinning as she flicked her favorite fan.

"Nwow, heh? Smirking, like winning the lottery!"

"Did, very rude, Mas. Yuyum is fine."

"Yes wes yes. Sorry."

Seeing the two people before him arguing fiercely, Zayan smiled as he shook his head.

"You two are really clop!" He gently patted Karman on the shoulder, then walked past the two of them.

"No! Zay knows!"

"Take it, Yum!" sahut Karman, he ran after his friend.

Yumna waved her hands enthusiastically to Karman. His lips smiled widely.

"Actually the boy was beautiful. But I'm worried about the glasses and the round fan" Karman said.

"You can't do that. That's the best shape according to his version, from his son."

"Lho's? I ki opo insulted to? I said she was beautiful."

"Hmmm .. yes, sorry. I was wrong."

Without the two men noticing, there was a woman walking towards them. The girl called Zayan's name.

"No! Called, Bro. Widiw, gorgeous!"

"Hush!"

Grisa smiled shyly, when she heard Karman's teasing.

"What's wrong?" sahut Zayan with a flat face expression.

Reflexively, Karman elbowed his friend's stomach, slowly.

"Well, why else?"

"You are that, Bro. Why is it so cold with him? Kasian, right?" whispered Karman.

Zayan answered the words of his friend with a sharp look.

"OK, okay!" karman.

Grisa held out the pamphlet that was in her hand.

"Can you come to our show, brother?" ask the girl.

After Zayan moved away, Grisa squeezed out another piece of pamphlet. He was upset, why was the man acting so cold. When he was in school, no man could resist his charms.

However, the attitude of the man just made Grisa more curious and challenged.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

A confident smile curved across the lips of the girl.

***

Mayang did not stop to be amazed. To him, his daughter was truly matchless. Especially when using lavender colored kebaya tonight. Kebaya with a new flea model made from fine lace, making Mesha like a royal princess.

"Take my daughter!" Bagas commented when he saw the princess was ready, sitting on the bedroom bed. Then he walked back to the living room, welcoming the invited guests who had started to arrive.

Mesha was silent, his eyes still blank. Indeed they himself and Sakha proved not to do sacrilegious actions. However, he only obeyed the good intentions of others to recover the good name of both of them.

"Are you wearing this color? Not afraid there will be bad luck?" chirp a neighbor who visited Mesha's room.

"Yes, ndak to, Mom. There is no such thing as the color of misfortune. Do not say ugly first," said another neighbor when he saw Mayang's sharp gaze.

"No need to be shaken, Cha." Mayang whispered softly to Mesha. The woman held her daughter's hand.

"Yes, Mom. Echa is okay." Mesha smiled stiffly.

That day, the Sakha family chose to propose to Mesha. Although impressed quickly, but all calculated carefully. Sakha doesn't want any mistakes on this historic day.

"Yuyum guess Mas Sakha does not like girls, you know!" Yumna started teasing her older brother who was beginning to feel anxious.

"I mean, I'm kind of like that, Dek?"

Yumna laughed so hard that some members of the extended family who were present turned their heads.

"Finally, Mas Kha is told by girls to see ghosts" whispered Yumna in Sakha's ear.

"So crazy!" Sakha chuckled after saying that to her sister.

"Mas Kha's brother's a madman."

"Take it, Yum."

The two brothers' chatter halted when the uncle, Syailendra, gave a signal to leave.

Early on in the journey, the sky was so clear. The sun is shining. However, as the group entered the village where Mesha lived, black clouds began to march. Unfortunately again, the car that Sakha and her family boarded suffered a tire rupture.

A group from the Sakha family had to stop at a workshop. The man attempted to contact Mesha's family about the group's delay. However, no one answered the call from Sakha.

"Where, Le?" ask Ningsih to her son.

"Nobody answered Sakha's phone, ma'am."

"How come?"

"We'll wait until the tyre is replaced, ma'am."

The incident experienced by Sakha felt strange, the article, two cars had all broken tires. However, there was no strangeness that the man thought.

While at Bagas house, many guests have come. Bagas himself, he paced in the living room. Sometimes he glanced at the clock, not infrequently glancing towards the road. He was still confused as to why the group had not yet come.

In the room, Mesha was starting to worry. The girl plays her bead bracelet. I hope nothing bad will happen again.

Guests began to whisper, sounding like the hum of hundreds of bees. Some still remember the events of Mesha's marriage. Some others hope for the smooth running of the application event.

"Mom, how's Mesha kudu?" sela Mesha as she watched her mother begin to fidget.

"You just calm down, Nduk, honey. Everything's gonna go how it's supposed to, huh."

"But it's been a long time, ma'am."

"Quiet, Honey. Let's wait a minute, shall we?"

Mesha held back the circle that started floating at the end of his eyes. Fear haunted him again. He does this for others, not just out of selfishness. However, he felt like it would not go smoothly.

"Don't cry, eman if you have to pay double for your make up, Nduk." Mayang tried to melt the atmosphere, but it seems he has not succeeded. Mesha lowered his head.

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