For Redanya Rain, You & Mau.
Episode 52

Once again I woke up from my sleep, and it was still raining outside.

The sound of rain water gurgling was clear.

sometimes there was a sound of a slightly strong wind hitting Jolopong.

Maybe because it is located near the mountain, and it is in the higher plains that makes the wind feel strong.

Sakha was sleeping next to me.

I'm just ordinary.

But suddenly his hands hugged me. Maybe he didn't realize it. I just let her and went to sleep.

But before long it seemed, a soft voice was heard praising the praise of the people teaching from Toa surau who had somehow.

Sakha's hands are still on my waist.

I'm trying to shift away from her who built her.

In the dim light, we stared at each other for a moment, then I turned my back to her Feeling ordinary.

The sound of rain and wind was heard again.

Sometimes the wind also entered the room through the gap of the wall board.

I don't know, maybe because of that. Sakha hugged me Erat, clinging to her back.

The warm gusts from his nose were as if burning his Cold morning.

I enjoyed it. And as soon as we faced each other, he kissed me slowly and slowly.

Our tempest that began to burn was unable to be contained.

My desire at the Walungan earlier seemed to be answered by her who also wanted me.

Slowly but surely, slowly and very carefully he did that, something that must be hidden. Behind the Room, hiding the Sound disguised by the rain and wind.

He kissed me again. I felt hypnotized by something that had just happened.

****

After everything is packed, the promised cassava and yam have been wrapped in a small sack.

Rice, pineapple and the others were in the boxes of noodles that were already too neat.

I can't refuse it anymore when it's like this.

Get someone beside me who covered up what happened a few hours ago.

I say goodbye to the former in-laws, and his sister, and then we leave Abah's Jolopong.

In the moving car, we were silent to each other.

He looked a little restless but kept calm driving his car first.

For a moment it was like he was looking at me. His doubts are really not hidden.

" Why ?" I said open the conversation.

" Ehmm, I" he said.

" Want to apologize." I said later.he looked at me for a moment.

" maybe?" we looked at each other and kept quiet.

For a moment he muttered little.

" I should have, I could've held him last night" he said.

" What a hell!" I said ketus. He looked at me.

" Don't you hold it all day yesterday?' I said he looked back at me.

" Let's not have a drink last night." Said.

" Well, can you guarantee yourself?" i said again.

" Don't find a reason to justify your mistake.!"

" Continue, other than apologizing what should I do to you Estu?" said.

" Don't you also reply to me?" He said it sounded firm.

" You know ahhh...!" I said.

" Maybe I caught myself wrong with you. Though I'm the one who said to Abah that you came just for the sake of piety, not because."

Then he stopped for a moment.

" I realize anyway, it's useless for me to say so to you, but there's no harm in me trying."

Said.

" Try what?" he looked at me again for a moment.

" Try asking you to make a reciprocal" he said a little softly.

" I did want it last night as much as you did Estu, you're right. I'm just holding it!"

" It's not that I'm condescending you for my actions, but?"

" Here, do not need to discuss again.which is clear, you need to remember. does not mean I Yaaa.!" I said.

**

" Yes, heart on the road.it's in the trunk under the car. Don't forget to take it." he said, kissing my cheek and kissing his two children just before the bus went.

He smiled, then gave advice to his two children.

I don't know, I'm also confused about my own feelings.

*******

" You know that lek kasno's son, right, Yu? the house of Deket Panijo pakde house. what is the name of Gutri what is Fitri is right?'' mother said to me. I only occasionally nod in agreement with him.

" Where is her husband, Serang or manalah it. right now Divorce.he said her husband did not want to live."

" It's different again the same Sono, who Wicaksono his son lek juminten even he said in living cheating on his wife who is Garut or what is it?"

" Not to mention the kastadi, formerly divorced his wife because she left for Saudi.ok ya there his wife married again the same Arab there."

" Well, if you marry the same name as the Sundanese, it's an average guarantee of divorce" he told me.

While watching him, I just kept quiet.

" Sundanese people, not men or women are equally interested in cheating.The average man does not know the answer.The women who work only dandan, his clothes must be nyetil. ra knows how to cook, Weslahh Ra is even!?" Maasih said.

" It is fortunate that you already know Linggar, insyaallah will also marry him.emang if the Javanese better marry the Javanese! could be the same other tribes of origin do not be the same Sundanese.!"

" Why Ma'am?" ask me.

" Well, that was the guarantee for divorce.that marriage wong should be once in a lifetime, why even make toys.??"

" The art of marriage is divorce, divorce marriage!" he said while laughing a little snidely.

" Yeah, maybe not everything is mbak." I said

talking while continuing to peel the shallots for cooking.

" That's it, don't go far. You know Sakha? She is a Sundanese, a former Javanese wife. Fate to divorce too!" his words were a little mocking.

" No idea why they got divorced, but I think Mas Sakha is Playboy.! lah wong Friends 1 contract ever told me that he had booked a girl who was like to make fun!"

" What is Playboy called!?" said assume.

" Do you know where it is from?" then I asked, he laughed a little at me.

" His name lives in the village of one eye that sees 1000 mouths that speak!!" he said laughing with satisfaction.

" Such as there are people who want to marry Sundanese people.You tell aja It is better for Javanese people to marry Javanese people. do not make the meaning of marriage with Sundanese if you do not want divorce.!"

" Lah wong The fate of different people Tho yaa Mbak, his name is a mate. emang we can know who is his mate?"

" Who will marry" my frog defended.

he seemed to be paying a little attention to me, like he was not happy if he disagreed.

" Sakha Mas is a good person, but at best people must have weaknesses or vices.!" said.

" It was said he wanted to join the business with Mas Bandi, instead went to Jakarta not to go home. continue no more news, Though here really want to ngajakin Jati business."

" Where did he make a sample resin table, such a model will not be done here!" said.

" His name is also just starting to pioneer Mbak, Surely he also learned this it, know his prospects. He's a Pinter guy like mbak??" I said defend her.

" Yesterday he said, if he wanted to come home here but his mother died so postponed?!" I said.

" Innalillahi wa innalillahi roji'un, his mother died ?mesak no Yo (Pity) kok mas not a story yes."

I just kept quiet

" Mom, Mum..... Ma!! yelled Mas Bandi calling his wife.

" What, sir? I'm here in the kitchen!". said Maasih as he shouted.

" Mother..," said mas Bandi who looked sumringah.

" What's wrong, sir ?" ask Maasih.

" Sakha just called, if next week she wants to come home. He just asked for my account number."

" I told him to make a table in the picture.he said, there is a buyer who has been giving panjer.?!"

" So he said later half the cost would be sent to me." his eyes looked bright. Then I looked at Mbak pasih.as if to say if his assumption was not true.

****

After seven days of the late Ambu came home yesterday, I invited Abah and my sister to visit my uwak house in Tasikmalaya, as well as the house of my aunt, my mother's sister in Bandung Regency.

I stopped by my former boarding school, where I had studied. I made a pilgrimage to the tomb of Kyai and ustadz who used to guide me.

Look at my little life.

I drove Abah to go to his house in Bekasi and then back to Purwakarta.

All in all, 17 days I went in Estu's car.

Finally, on the 20th day I returned to Jakarta, taking my sister with me. Mirasihs.

I brought him with me, At the request of the late Ambu who asked me to give him another education.

The plan I will include her in the package C. program equivalent to High School. then graduate her in Beauty Salon learning.

Because in Jakarta I had no destination, I took him to Estu's house. Previously I asked permission from him first.