Cross Wedding
Bintaro

Pondok Ranji Station.I read again a piece of paper with the address of the new Capital.New area..foreign, people walk like they spill on the street. I used to live in peace, Adem, now Allahu akbar.

Very hot - I really could not stand. I read the signboard of the route of the train Palmerah - kebayoran - Pondok Ranji. means I have to get off at the second station. I remember - remember I have to remember if I don't want to go to the target.

A bunch of children in high school uniform asik chatting, this is not the school entrance season why they are in school?

is Mom going to send me to school? just imagining Mom's welcome to me I don't dare let alone imagine Mom sending me to school.If only I remained in Cianjur maybe I won't run from one place to another....

my little brain and my heart are but obedience in marriage.I am foolish.maybe this is God's reply to me for my treatment to the kang Juna who has been sincere to me.

The red train came with a noise.people - people call it the train lansam.puh..sesak..buat set foot alone is very difficult.

"is there no more train?" my mind, I also believe there must be a lot of copet my backpack forward not without cause.not because there are millions of money.boro-boro I have so much money, so much money, maybe if I say something else, but there is my future capital.....Degree.

I spread my gaze at Pondok Ranji Station..

"where am I going?" my inner

kang ojek.ya I will ask Kang ojek for help.

"hayoo neng's..."

"perum Pertamina sir"

"Ten thousand neng"

"Yeah sir my money is less...indeed perum pertamina where yes sir?"

"Far neng, if you walk later tonight until new night, the road serem neng, still quiet, many bad people"

long time I was silent my money is only five thousand..this is my last money if I reckless naek ojek will you pay?? something I dare not imagine.

"Ayooooo.." The voice of a tall man is also his body I must look up. I look at his face, obviously I do not know him, this is a new place for me, is the City People like this? disrespectful.dengusku.

"Come.I anter...perum pertamina right? hayolah.I'm not gonna hurt you"

If only I still had money, I would have rejected it, hopefully this guy is a good guy, if he's not good it's my fate, wrong myself I want to be invited unknown man.

"What number?"

"As soon as I look, hmm number 12"

"Ok..hold ya"

"Why come..hayo come down with me to my house?" his laughter boomed.

A simple house with a black gate signifies the hardness of the owner's heart. Shall I press the bell? or backwards? Bismillah.

I haven't been able to pull the bell open yet.

"who's looking for non?"

"I..Iiibu Aida Rosmala...is this really her home?"

"Not really.hayo in"

"Teteeeee...Ibuuu..teteh...."Alif running towards me, alif kaka kangen Alif.ku ciumi to two cheeks my sister. one by one my sister hugged me Arga, Rafi, Muti, Muti, Rina was of course the youngest Alif who could not escape from my sling..

"What is this.....!!" tensing the fierce voice spread our embrace

"Ooooh, you come in and you stay there"

Astagfirullah I just arrived if I will be expelled as I have been - already oruu…

"Hmmmmm..well you may stay here but not with my children, you live in the back room. I don't want to see your face, understand ! Bik Rum rus him"