
Gurgling with water about the precarious, fresh wind blowing carrying water grains to a place, earth earth is now being moistened by rain. Raden Sri was still sitting in the front room seat while reading a book. It
drifting in the book, not realizing someone was knocking on the door
her house.
Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok
The door was knocked many times but no one opened the door, when the guest finally dared to push the door, then clearly the
guests see the host reading a book. The guest felt a little annoyed to see it, he also made a sound to divert the concentration of the host.
“ Hem! Hem!Ohok-ohok!” coming out of the mouth of a woman who is no longer young, the lines of femininity are clearly emblazoned on the woman.
Raden Sri felt the presence of a person, besides the cold wind felt piercing into his body. He also looked in the direction it came
the sound. His face was shocked to see the presence of the figure of Nyi Dasimah in front of him.
“Mother? Didn't you say mom's coming tomorrow?” tanya Raden Sri closed his book and greeted the woman with a kiss
her hands.
“ Your father, very worried you will wander during the application tomorrow,” Nyai Dasimah while sitting.
“ Oh, so, bu.”
“ Father said also bi Iyem is sick, so afraid no one takes care of you, so Mother came early. Have you eaten?” ask Nyai Dasimah.
Raden Sri just shook his head.
“You are no longer a child, you must begin to take care of yourself. How will you get married if you can't take care of yourself
alone, how will you take care of your husband,” Nyai Dasimah said.
Nyai Dasimah walked towards the kitchen, followed by Raden Sri. For him Nyai Dasimah this figure of a mother who is quite good to him and can
made a mother figure. Nyai Dasimah looked into the rice barn, and took a liter and a half of the rice, then had Raden Sri wash it. While he switched to vegetables and fish that he washed immediately. Petroleum stove
revived fish that have been washed seasoned with yellow seasoning. Then fried. Raden Sri took up the task of cooking rice.
“ We despite being born from a family of spooks, do not be unable to hold the affairs of the kitchen Sri.” Said Nyai Dasimah while turning the fish in the pan.
“Mom also often speaks so. I am not unable to cook, I am too lazy to do it,” Raden Sri said.
“ So women should not be lazy Sri, if you want
pleasing men,” timpal Nyai Dasimah.
Hearing Nyai Dasimah's words, his mind felt out of step, but he was reluctant to deny it. He only spoke in his heart.
Why only men should be pleasing, not women should also be pleasing to men.
“ here! cut the vegetables, when you have finished preparing the season, start learning to cook!” the orders of Nyai Dasimah
stop Raden Sri's mind.
Raden Sri got the order not to refuse him he immediately held the vegetables and cut them. Both were so familiar that night, though
heavy rain poured down on him, until late at night.
***
In the Dutch army barracks that same night, rain poured. Quite an impermeable room
voice, Van Berg felt devastated because his heart will be proposed to people. Taste
eager to take away the girl who was interfering with his days, his mind was not
calm down, not sincere if it belongs to someone else.
"Ja, dat meisje zal eigendom zijn van iemand",
(Yes, the girl will be owned by people), Van Berg replied with
listlessly.
"Blijkbaar nog steeds een meisjesprobleem. Vrienden, er zijn veel meisjes in dit land, als er maar en verloren gaat, zijn er nog duizenden in de rij om te verwachten jouw liefde. Maakt niet uit, denk je niet veel na over vrouwen, onze taak hier als bewakers van het Nederlandse koninkrijk. Schiet op en slide!"( It's still a girl problem. Guys, girls in this country are many, if only one is missing, there are still a thousand who line up expecting your love. Never mind, don't you think much of women, our duty is here as the security guard of the Dutch kingdom. Get to sleep quickly!) Vander Plass said he slept in his bed.
“je hebt het niet gezien" (You haven't seen it yet). Van Berg said with a smile.
"Wauw, ik ben heel benieuwd, is ze zo mooi dat je gek bent" (Well, I'm really curious, is she so pretty that you're crazy) said Vander palss
Van Berg just nodded his head while smiling, his friend saw it, he just pulled the blanket and laid his body on the mattress. Seeing his friend asleep. Van Berg walked over to the desk and decided to make a letter to the girl. His fingers stringed word by word which vented a deep feeling from him, he wanted his beloved girl to feel the turmoil of his romance. The night was getting late, drowsiness had attacked the handsome young man, the letter was folded into an envelope, stored under the pillow.
***
At the residence of Raden Sri Utami, so many people lined up to prepare all the needs of the application. All meals are prepared for
served to guests. While Raden Sri Utami is still in the room has been wearing a dark blue kebaya subordinate to a floral and peacock patterned fabric that is the same color as his clothes. The rambunya is a simple bun, the lip-brush has been polished. He stood by the window watching the middle people
busy. Not long seen from a distance the family entourage of Prince Arya Wiraraja, they drove a delman. The longer the group gets closer to Raden Sri Utami's house. Raden Sugeng Wiranatakusumah and Nyai Dasimah welcomed the group. They were guided by the host to come inside. Raden Sri Utami just sighed, feeling heavy at all, he did not have any plans this time. The sound of the door being knocked from the outside calling Raden Sri Utami's name, he immediately went out of the room and met the guest then experienced it and sat near Nyai Dasimah. No happy aura was drawn on his face, his gaze bowed languidly.
“Is Raden Sri Utami sick?” tegur mother prince of Arya.
“ Oh no, Sri may be feeling awkward with the presence of her future husband.” Sela Nyai Dasimah's. Everyone laughed when they heard
that saying.
Only Raden Sri Utami did not smile at all, two eyes continued to look at Sri Utami's beauty, not a second did he set his sights aside, he was eager for the girl to look at him. But failed the woman kept her head down throughout the chatter of the two candidates besan. Come to the final decision of the application.
“So Raden Sri Utami, we want to hear the voice there directly, is this ananda receiving our son's proposal?” ask Ayahanda
Prince Arya.
It was only there that Raden Sri lifted his face, looking at the one who asked, his face seemed radiant.
“What if I reject this proposal?” tanya Raden Sri Utami's.
All the eyes that heard him immediately widened in disbelief with Raden Sri Utami's answer. Especially Prince Arya was not happy with the words of the main Raden Sri, he looked riled up.
“What do you mean Nyi Raden Sri Utami?” ask Prince Arya
“ I reject this proposal, I do not agree to be your second wife prince,” Raden Sri Utami replied calmly.
Raden Sri Utami's father had his face red withstanding the anger and shame of his son's actions. His emotions nearly exploded, but were calmed down by Nyai Dasimah. He saluted the guest directly pulling Raden Sri Utami into the room. His face stared intently at Raden Sri Utami whose eyes remained looking down.
“Gaze me Utami!”
Raden Sri Utami kept his views down. Nyai Dasimah became increasingly upset.
“ If you can embarrass the family, you should be able to look me in the eyes of Utami!”
Raden Sri Utami moved slowly raising her looking face with a calm look to Nyai Dasimah's face.
“You are a mother, dear respect you, I never look at the face of an angry mother,” Raden Sri Utami said.
“If you respect me, you should also cherish this family, do not humiliate me and your father, Sri!” nyai Dasimah then embraced Raden Sri Utami.
“I'll take care of it, you don't have to go out anymore. Just wait here until the event is over,” continued Nyai Dasimah.
Nyai Dasimah left him in that room alone. His mind was not calm, he did not know what his family's decision was. Raden Sri's
decided to sit next to the bed. While the outside voice was still crowded but sounding faint, Raden Sri Utami did not know what was discussed in the living room.
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