
The reception is over. All goes well, the food stock is also sufficient nothing less.
After some invited guests leave the building there are still family and close friends who take pictures with the bride and groom. There are people singing on stage.
" Ra, let's sing ! " call brother Vicky.
" No ah, shame is the same as having a wish. I'm the kitchen committee for the time to come to the stage."
" Halaah, the official event is over. His guests lived with close friends. They are also photographs. Come on up ! " excited Vicky again. The host called me too.
" Come on Aira, don't be shy ! "
I went on stage and sang a song that went viral.
Wong kongene
kok.bandingke
competitiveness, yo must lose
No oyak'o yo I'm capable
may be my strong, love you
I hope you understand
in this heart there is only you
The committee colleagues immediately applauded. We were working on cleaning the tableware and cleaning the room. Mas Yadi and Yoyok took to the stage to join the dance. While others continue work while occasionally dancing and singing.
" It turns out the sound is good, why not sing from earlier. " Mas MC praised me.
" Ordinary Mas, I'm the committee behind the time to join the same singing original. It will be considered to compete, hehehe ! " reply with joking.
After all the tasks were done all the organizers gathered and ate together. All the guests have gone home, as well as the bride and groom have left the building. Only the synomans and the building and catering crew.
" Sister, we go straight home or go back to the house of Agus ? " just ask Vicky.
" Just go home, what do you want back there. Desire that has a wish, you want to be told to clean the kitchen, haha ! " answered Vicky jokingly.
I laughed, followed by the others. All the way home, we joked and laughed. Gedung Serba Guna is located only about 400 m from our village so it is quite a walk.
Until the front of the gate there is a walk and someone turns to the left.
" We go first, yes" Novi and Erna waved. Followed by Dani, mas Hari, Andre and Jerri.
Ernest and I turned left. Behind were some friends but a few meters away from us.
When I was about to turn into an alley towards our house, I suddenly heard a voice from behind.
" Now go into the alley, continue to go straight into the room ! " call Ninik. Jesus !
Either it was aimed at who Ninik just shouted. But why did it coincide when Ernest and I entered a small alley leading to our house. Did he insinuate me, like Novi said the other day. Is there anything wrong with me being familiar with Ernest, while he lives in front of my house ?
After all I only consider him a sister, regardless of his attitude that wants to always be near me and feel unhappy if there are guys with me, including Raka mas.
" Who the hell is the Ma'am who screams, is not polite really a girl who has no shame," grumbled Ernest. It seemed that he did not pay attention to Ninik's words, only his screams.
" That's Ninik, that's the guy. Likes julid same friend, likes to find trouble." I told Ernest about Ninik.
I used to have less respect for him. He's Koko's sister, my age. Since childhood his war is not good, likes to make fun of friends. Now the teenagers have not changed.
" Which guy is. I'm the same with Mbak Erna and Mbak Novi aja."
" That was curly hair, her eyes were big."
" Oh whose face is fierce, yes. His voice was also loud, having no manners. Face and nature are equally bad." Ernest kept talking to Ninik.
" Let it go, one day he also got the stone. I never want to deal with him."
It wasn't long before we both got to the front of the house. " Yuk Mbak, I go in first yes," said Ernest as he opened the gate.
" Okay, I'm also very sultry" I said as I entered the house.
" Assalamualaikum" I said to my father who was watching television. Arkana slept with Nia in her room.
" Greetings waalaikum, has the show finished ?" Father returned my greetings and asked.
" It's Dad" I answered briefly. " Daddy ate ?" askaku while entering the room.
" Just done, take a nap but then." Dad rubbed his stomach.
" Not to Ra's food stall, he said that Sunday was crowded. Poor your mother." Father reminded me.
" Aira rest first Well, still tired," I replied softly.
" Yes later if you're happy. I'm just reminding you, I'm afraid you forgot."
" Don't forget, Dad, but in a minute." I answered subtly because father also spoke softly.
I saw Ernest come out and sit on the porch. He has changed singlet shirts and short color pants. His face looks fresh and his hair is a little wet, probably out of ablution and prayer as well. He rattled his hair that fell irregularly on his forehead. Wow, that's cool !
I was tempted ! I secretly watched Ernest, he did not know because I was sitting on the floor so that it was not visible from the porch of his house. He looked at the porch of my house, his eyes sweeping around. Is he looking for me ?
" Hey, I finished praying" I stood up and greeted him.
" Eh yes, Miss Aira kok suddenly nongol ! " He looked surprised but with a radiant face.
" It's been here, but I'm sitting down so invisible, hehe ! " answer me while chuckling.
Ernest got up from his seat and walked out. But he was just standing at the gate of his house.
" In yuk Mbak, once in a while. I've been playing there a lot, now Miss Aira is here ! " bring.
I don't know if there was any push I entered the fence and sat on the porch of his house.
" Grandpa and grandma went to the auntie's house, my cousin's sister's birthday she said." He said as if he knew I was going to ask.
I nodded while observing the ornamental plants belonging to Dirja maam. He still painstakingly takes care of the plant despite his old age.
I got up and approached a plant whose flowers were in bloom. Ernest was standing behind me.
" Mom," said Ernest quietly as he held my hand.
I gasped, totally unexpected. But I shut up and let him squeeze my finger.
" Ernest, what are you doing ? " my question then as I looked at his face.
" Eh uh, sorry Ma'am." Ernest let go of my hand.
I don't know why I'm angry either. I was silent for a moment, then I left this place.
" Yes, I'm going to the shop. I reminded you earlier."
I left Ernest who was still looking at me with an astonished face. Maybe he wondered why I didn't scold him for it.
I changed my clothes and went out. Dad was asleep on the couch so I didn't say goodbye to him.
Arriving at the gate can be angkot directly. I immediately went up and sat in the corner with both hands clinging to the top of the thighs. I lowered my head, I slowly rubbed my left hand, A few minutes ago Ernest squeezed it. I raised the corner of my lips. I'm sorry Raka.
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" Hi baby ! " greet me Raka when I open the door. He hugged and kissed my forehead. " Kangeeen bangeet ! " he continued.
" Not seen in two days either. Go in yuk !" invite me while glancing at the front porch of the house, just in case there is Ernest who likes to pay attention secretly.
Apparently nothing, I sighed.
" I made you a drink first, yes" I said and went into the kitchen.
A few minutes later I came out with hot tea and a small meal I had brought from the stall.
" Still tired ? " ask Raka as soon as I sit nearby.
" It's still, out of the reception I have to go to the food stall." I grunt.
" Patience, tomorrow when you get married you are free of duty." He rubbed my head gently.
I put my head on her shoulder, and she grabbed my shoulder. Mas Raka was so protective of me, why am I even messing around with 'flocking '.
Eits, I'm not kidding. It wasn't me that day, but Ernest.
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