When Love Teases
62. The Power of Love
A bright Sunday morning. Rama took the time to do a morning run down the rural road so that the body remains fit. Enough 15 minutes. Continue doing push ups and jump rope on the terrace of the house. Sweat drenching the navy t-shirt attached to open the chest of his field, accentuating the muscles of his arm.
"Sister, will?" Cia emerged from inside the house carrying a plate of snacks. Fry bananas and fry ulen. Sitting on a terrace chair with both legs raised, sit please.
"Free dong burn calories when eating fried." Sahut Rama interrupted cooling by stretching the calves. "Take a drink, please!"
Cia according. Go to the kitchen and shortly appear with a glass of warm water. I know his brother's habits.
"Where's the call?" Rama sat in an empty chair. Gulp down the water until the toilet. Undressing the wet and letting the wind hit his plain upper body.
"There's a night. Kak Damar pede really nintukkin can cook fried rice. So a plate of fried rice that is the color of the item because most soy sauce." Cia laughed remembering the video call last night. "Know not Kak, fitting eat a spoonful full, the intention of showing off good food even his eyes glared full. Keep running to the washbasin, vomited tuh. It feels strange, he said. Can be really. Ha ha ha---" her laughter grew loose while holding her stomach. And last night was full of laughs Damar. Now telling flashbacks last night made him unable to brake laughter.
Rama chuckles. His attic was more impressed by Cia's laughter until her eyes glazed over. I am happy with the happiness of my sister.
"Dec, just remember! Who likes to make you laugh, make you happy. Adit or Damar?!" Rama rubbed the top of Cia's head as he moved into the house to bathe. Deliberately leaving PR to be answered with self-introspection.
Cia digested Rama's speech with a shrunken forehead. Wanted to ask but the older brother was gone from sight. "What is the missile?! It is clear that the status of Adit and Damar is different. Once Adit's girlfriend, Damar was like a sister." muttered softly, guessing.
But it is Brother Damar who is always there and always makes me laugh.
Cia looked at the eyes. Looking up at the blue sky decorated with white clouds. The sun begins to feel warm touching the skin. Suddenly, Damar's face came out. Kangen. Quickly open the phone screen, type a message;
"Sister, what else? Had breakfast?"
"Review don't mager ya! Week out."
Two messages have been sent. Cia continued eating the still warm fried ulen while waiting for a reply. Even he himself who lazy Sunday morning friends snack and a glass of sweet tea.
...***...
Rama drove the car at a moderate speed. The goal is to go to the house of Puput to pick up. Vibes last night still feels encouraging flowing soul and body. I told you in general about the ex. What Neng the pujaan responded with an ordinary expression. Ended the chat discussing the silat match plan today.
"Neng, be a spectator! I'm afraid you're hurt." But his persuasion did not make Puput waver stance. Consistent with his intentions.
"If you don't match, I won't follow. As long as there's Mom's blessing, I'm not afraid of anything."
"It's not just about achievement but also prestige."
"It's quiet, the hot competition is just in the middle of the arena. Beyond that we are a good and solid community. I love the meatball show. This year's event is also halal."
And Rama gave up on not being able to prevent. And he will take the initiative and also watch for the first time. Curious of course. Want to know the skill of the Escapees who have pocketed the violet belt, which means the highest level. Overnight after delivering Puput, placing a search for insights about martial arts pencak silat.
On the porch turned out to have gathered the Puput family, waiting for him to come. Rama parked the car a little past the house because there are building workers who are stirring the sand.
"I want to come, Tea." There was a whining of Ami as Rama walked over while saying hello. "Promise not to be noisy." Ami stretched out two fingers to strengthen his seriousness.
"Mother Kasian at home. But no kids are watching. Do'ain just be a champion, okay!" Puput invites high five. Ami welcomed her though with a bent face. The youngest continued to hug his sister. Without words as an expression of his affection.
Not lingering because the time is moving towards the match schedule. Puput kissed and hugged Mother accompanied by asking do'a. Followed by Aul and Zaky who will accompany as supporters.
"Thank you for motivation just don't show anxiety. I ngijinin Puput because I know his abilities. His father became a teacher coach. Mother is not worried. But all Mothers have stirred and entrusted the same God in every prayer. For Mom it's not important about the champion, the main thing is that Puput returned home safely with no injuries."
"Sister, in front of the right turn!" The order of Zaky who sat in the seat beside him, disperse Rama's daydream about the whisperings of Mother Sekar as he last part.
"okay." Rama gave a brief. A glance at Puput who sat in the second row of seats with Aul. The beautiful black-hooded girl had absolutely no tense or agitated look. Fun chatting with Aul.
The car had passed the police office of Banjar city and now arrived at the destination. The tall gate was wide open and in the spacious courtyard with the garden laid out it had many cars and motorbikes parked. Many people talk while standing and sitting. Sometimes I hear laughter full of joy. A new experience for Rama is in the combat environment.
The typical Javanese Joglo style house stands firmly in the middle. Towards the entrance of the all-wooden house it must pass the stairs about 10 titian. Giving the impression of a gallant, sturdy and artistic all-brown wooden building.
"That's Kang Acil's house, who missed this event. In order to celebrate his 50th birthday." Puput seemed to be able to read the curious look of Rama who was observing the joglo house whose door was tightly closed.
"His way in the back, in through the side. Come on, get there!" continued Puput invites Rama and his two younger brothers who are still standing looking at people who talk in groups.
From a distance saw a man waving his hand towards the group of Puput. He is Aris accompanied by Sony's former co-coach at the White Eagle Padepokan. Replied Escape with a wave of hands mingled with a big smile.
"That's three men's escorts." Aris chuckled seductively Puput yamg walked ahead. He already knew his two younger siblings Puput who was a student in his padepokan, who now invites shaking hands. "Are you ready, Put?! he continued where he came as a spectator as well as meeting kangen with senior silat warriors.
"I'm ready!" answer Puput confidently. Looking to the left waiting for Rama who pulled over to receive the phone first.
"Put, let's not see you later. I went down first..can lose to you." Said Sony with a hand slashing the neck.
Soup laughs. "Don't be that much of a minder, Sony. I do'ain you in the finals." He raised his partner's heart.
The puput was surprised to hear Rama's words. Aul and Zaky looked at each other and held a smile. Aris and Sony cleared their throat along with a narrowed look toward the Frog.
"Kang Aris, Sony, know this A Rama."
"Aa, know this is my partner at the store. Kang Aris and Sony." Puput invited the three to get to know each other.
"I'm Rama. Her husband's candidate is gone." Said Rama firmly but accompanied by a friendly smile. Shake alternately hands Aris and Sony who both mention the name.
"Put, euy surfries. Waiting for his invitation. Watch out!" Aris teased the Escape who only answered with a mesem.
Entering the location, more and more meet many people known Puput. There is mutual greeting and friendly because some come from the Bandung and Jabotabek areas. And the majority are men. Making Rama always standby on the side of Puput. Of course with a characteristic self-introduction; "Rama, her future husband Puput"
Puput could only sigh deeply in the style of Rama who wore the black t-shirt. Who whispered in his ear; "Let no one marry"
...***...
Silat matches are divided into two classes. Category B class is the owner of the red belt. And Class A, the owner of the violet belt, is about to begin. Kang Acil who is the senior and the stakeholders after giving a speech at the pendopo which is behind the joglo house.
His lips have changed into his great clothes. There was Aul who helped him as a personal assistant. All spectators are ready to watch by sitting please around the arena.
The first session was opened by class B with 10 participants, after the jury representatives read the rules of the game. And all eyes began to center on the middle of the arena where the preliminary round began. Within an hour, the class B contest finished until the final round. Put down three champions who were riveted by a standing ovation from the crowd.
Arrive in class A. Rama held back the arms of the puput who would be ready to stand, separated themselves joined with other participants in the place that had been provided.
Rama clasped Puput's hand. "Honey, love you." kissed him on the back of that delicate hand with all his heart.
Luput smiled knot with a blushing face. "Love you too, Aa." a line of replies escaped her lips. "Well, I'll win!" he was pleased with a heart full of joy and enthusiasm because of the power of love.
Puput became the second participant to perform against female participants from Bekasi. Each participant must install a body protector provided by the committee.
The first two minutes Puput managed to fend off the opponent's attack and was followed quickly by a counterattack entering the hand on target. The opponent fell. Pause rest 1 minute before entering round 2.
The second two minutes, Puput attacked first. His leg kick was unable to be fended off. So that hit the target and the opponent gave up. Easily, within 5 minutes Puput won. He rested to wait for a new opponent in the semifinals later.
Oath to what, as long as Puput displays his skill in the middle of the arena, Rama spontaneously held his breath. Stiffness mix fear into one. Because he had just plunged into his world the lover of hearts. The world of professional warriors. Unlike Zaky and Aul who enjoy the game while casually recording it.
In the semi-finals, Puput faced off against a male opponent who beat Sony. Breathe in..pacify yourself..center concentration. The footsteps of the Frogs are sure, the strong tread makes a pattern to fend off the opponent's attacks that are read by him.
And mercilessly, Puput nimbly counterattacked regularly and strung together. Combination of hand and foot speed into the direction of the target bertubi-tubi. Produce boisterous applause audience very excited. Especially after the jury announced that the highest point was won by Princess Kirana. As a result, he stepped into the final round.
15 Minutes to prepare for the final.
"Drink first, Neng!" Rama handed over a bottle of mineral water to Puput. Sit beside him. Aul also gave a small towel to wipe the sweat that poured out on the brother's face.
"Sister Rama, nitip used to be a trick! I'm gonna have a chat with a friend first. It's his doping drink." Said Aul before leaving the brother who was resting to prepare more energy.
Rama nodded his head. Instead of looking gently at the lover who was wiping the sweat with a towel.
"For me, you are a winner. Champion one in my heart." Rama took over the towel that Puput was holding. The turn helps to wipe away the sweaty globules that continue to dew on the forehead.
"Don't sell the pan. I'm not interested in pot credit." The puput turned to open the lid of the doping drink bottle from Aul. The content is palm sugar water. Doping the legacy of the father. It is very good to drink when doing any sport.
"It's serious, Neng." Rama's wrath while pressing the nose of the puput because of anxiety. Though certainly not the same agreement with Damar, now the title kang pan pinned also by Puput to him.
It was heard that the committee announced the final participants to prepare. It made Rama tense.
"Aa don't be tense. For the final round I was principled nothing to lose. Losing is runner up." His right hand rubbed a glance at Rama's cheek. "And importantly, I'm champion one in your heart," winked one eye and with a quick step into the middle of the arena.
Remaining Rama who stared at the departure of Puput with a crisp face and decreased tension.
"How about gambling, Put. If you lose, you have to watch and dinner with me five times." The opponent said softly full of intimidation as they stood face to face with Puput.
"If I win?" Challenging Puput with a sharp gaze is no less intimidating.
"The runner up prize is 50% for you." said the opponent.
The pupil smiled mockingly. "Too cheap."
"Okay. 100% runner up prize for you."
"Deal." The puput bowed half his body as a greeting of respect to the opponent. His feet moved around setting up the horses, taking out the ultimate stance, preparing to finish the top of the event.
