
One thing is certain that happens in the rotation of human life when there is a meeting there will be an end in the form of separation. When the breath is still allowed to blow in us. This separation is only temporary, there is a chance at another time to meet. But when the breath is no longer allowed to blow then the separation is forever.
And for now God still allows me to enjoy the air blowing in my chest cavity, so this separation may lead us to another encounter.
I sent Aji a message yesterday, saying that maybe the day after tomorrow I will go home. And now she's here at aunt's house talking about a plantation that I don't understand while I'm in my room getting ready to change. Because Aji said he wanted to take me outside tonight.
after changing clothes I approached those who were still busy chatting.
" yuk mas !"
"are you ready,?"
" already dong ".
Aji said goodbye to uncle and aunt.
" uncle, auntie.we're saying goodbye first"
"yes, be careful" replied the uncle.
" don't go home at night" continued bi Ifa.
" yes bi"
After the ritual farewell, we left aunt's house. The moon began to appear adorning the black sky befriending millions of flickering stars. Tonight is very bright. I who sat behind aji kept smiling staring at the expanse of star-decorated sky and half moon.
" it's really bright tonight" chirped me who still continues to observe the sky.
" yes, my heart is with you"
" hahaha..can also be his match"
" but unfortunately it does not affect you" said aji. well, because it does feel guilty, but it would be even more wrong if I accept his feelings while I do not have the same feeling.
" it's anti-squick mas, how dong ?"
how to be a father gini the answer. Fortunately our conversation is still on the motorbike that drove.so I do not have to see the face of Aji who, according to my estimation, the face will display a face full of disappointment.
If you say" love doesn't have to have and I'm happy to see you happy" here's a real example. Aji. she still thinks of me despite my wounds. If I myself am not sure I can practice love not necessarily have, let alone be happy to see the person we love happy with others.the fact is I really hate Adrian at this time, and join happy for him ?, it'll never feel.
Aji's motor speed up in a square, the lights are so bright, so many food carts lined up there. My eyes wander to see the scene in front of me. I'm still hanging out on Aji's bike which has stopped in the parking lot.
"get down there don't just look from here" Aji's voice roused me from my demeanor.
I followed his steps.honestly after today only the first time I came to the night market. it was crowded as well. various foods there, sweet martabak, egg martabak, grilled sausage, and,meatballs and many other foods.There are even kebabs and burgers. From traditional to international food.
I continued to follow Aji's steps, but the more the area in the night market turned out to be very crowded.I pulled aji's hand and grasped it. Afraid to miss Aji and get lost among the crowd.
" what's up ?" Aji stopped her steps and looked at me as I held her hand.
" fearful" I replied, to which she was greeted with laughter.
"want to eat what?", asked aji after he finished laughing at me.
" chicken splints, try it yuk" I said after finding a name of food that I had never tried.
Aji nodded in response.
our feet stepped towards the cart that sold the crest. My hands no longer held on but our fingers were already interlocked making a snare. really messraanya street hand in hand like ABG new dating way out to the night market . hahaha.
Two portions of cemeteries wrapped in plastic mica with sauces, soy sauce and sambel are already in our hands. Sitting side by side on the edge of the square while enjoying the savory sembol and the meldunya singer dangdut on stage in the middle of the field.
" so rame yes, there is often a gini mall market ?"
" not often either, but if there is definitely a rame. understand the village is not much kayak entertainment in the city.so if there is a gini mall market can for their entertainment". I'm just a pussy.
long enough we enjoyed the market tonight.the variety of food I tried until I was really full. I also took the time to buy some batik clothing distan clothing.not good quality anyway, but here is also difficult to find quality batik. considering this village is not a batik artisan village. if you are looking for a new quality vegetable here the place. But yes I came home brought by- by kale.
ten o'clock at night, we left the night market.for the size in this village is very late let alone I go with the men. hopefully it will not be a neighbor's gossip because of this aunt's niece.