Love The Village Youth
Chapter 21

After praying isya they came out of the mosque and then stepped towards the funeral home.

Since Diska was in Tanjung Village just this time he went takziah because only this time there was a death in the village.

Arriving at the funeral home have many mourners who come to show their condolences for the misfortune overwritten by grief experts.

Diska and Uci desmi enter the house through the back door, it is also the custom of the people in the village for the women to enter the house through the back door while the men will enter the house through the front door.

Villagers deliberately build a house with two doors in front and behind, the back door will be used when there is an accident or there are certain events in the house.

Uci Desmi entered the house by greeting all the guests in the funeral home, Diska followed what was done by Uci Desmi.

After that they sat for a while in the house, the mourners talked slowly about the cause of the death of the deceased.

Diska just silently watched what Uci Desmi and the other mourners did.

At 21:30 pm, Uci Desmi invited Diska to go home, they stood up and prepared to get out of the funeral home. Several other mourners also came out of the house.

When they had gone home, Rama approached them.

"It's late, Uci. I drive home, I'm afraid that anything will happen because it's late" Rama bargained.

"Yes, Uci. Let us take Uci and Diska," added Rudi who also approached them.

"Oh, you can too," said Uci Desmi.

"Yes, wait a minute yes, Uci we took our motorcycle first," said Rama.

Uci Desmi and Diska were waiting for the two young men to pick up their motorcycles in the parking lot, not long after they came back to the two women.

Uci desmi initiative to ride the Rudi motorcycle first so that Diska can be in contact with Rama.

Diska who was still upset at the friendly looks lazy riding the young man's motorcycle.

"Don't forget the handle will fall," said Rama before advancing his motorcycle.

Diska holds the end of the motorcycle seat, she reluctantly holds the waist of the handsome young man of the village, given Rama's attitude this afternoon towards her.

Rama had not yet launched his motorcycle before Diska grabbed him by the waist.

"Come, I'm ready" said Diska.

"You hold the same as me otherwise I won't take the bike forward" Rama said, buying an excuse.

Finally, Diska relented and she held Rama's clothes to hold on.

Rama smiled and then he drove his motorcycle following Rudi who first drove his motorcycle leaving the funeral home to the residence of Uci Desmi.

The village youth deliberately drove his motorcycle slowly so that he could linger along with the city girl.

They arrived in front of the yard of Uci Desmi's house after the middle-aged woman had entered her house while Rudi was also no longer there.

Diska got off the village boy's motorcycle.

"Thank you" said Diska.

After that, he stepped into the house.

"Diska," call Rama.

Riska stopped her steps and turned her body to look at the young man in the village.

"Mhm," muttered Diska in response to Rama's call.

"I'm sorry if my attitude this afternoon offended you," Rama realized that he had done something wrong to Diska.

"Are you angry with me?" rama asked, feeling guilty.

"No" replied a brief disc.

"Alright as my apology next Sunday I will take you around the Batahan Land," said Rama trying to take the heart of the city girl.

"Can't be on Sunday I'm going to Padang" replied Diska.

"To Padang? Why did you go to Padang?" asked Rama wonder.

"In the front there is training in the city of Padang, I was sent from the village clinic to attend the training," replied Diska.

"Well, Saturday I'll take you out, you will, right?" said Rama.

"All right," said Diska.

Rama smiled as he looked at the graceful face of the city girl. Diska was fooled to be ashamed to accept the gaze of the village youth.

"Yes, come in at night. You have to rest" said Rama.

"Mhm," said Diska.

"I'm sorry" said Rama again.

Diska smiled and stepped inside the house.

"Lho, why so long?" ask Uci Desmi when Diska has entered the house.

"That, Ci. Rama drove his motorcycle very slowly," replied Diska.

Diska was immediately sitting next to Uci Desmi who now had a Koran in her hand preparing to teach.

"What did Rama say?" tanya Diska curious.

Somehow Diska believes that Uci Desmi had discussed about herself with Rama when they spoke the regional language.

"Uci doesn't say anything, but Uci only advises him to be able to distinguish the situation in acting especially with you. That's all, really," said Uci Desmi told what he was talking about with Rama.

"Mhm, Uci Bing didn't say that I like him?" ask Diska.

The girl did not want Rama to know her feelings before the young man declared his love first.

"No, Son. Uci just said to him, if he really loves and loves you, he must fight as hard as he can to get you," replied Uci Desmi.

Diska smiled at what Uci Desmi said. Diska hopes Rama will fight for her love, because Diska knows her love for Rama will be clearly rejected by both parents.

"Diska, just so you know. Rama was the best young man Uci knew in Uci's life. He's a polite, polite, friendly and responsible boy." Uci Desmi told Rama's kindness all along.

"Yes, Uci. I know, but in this village there must be a lot of girls who like it." Diska gives an opinion.

"Indeed, she is the Incara of the girls in this village let alone the widowed girl who wants to be with her," said UCi Desmi again.

"Hihi, yes," said Diska.

"Hopefully he and I will make a match, Uci. Aamiin," said Diska expectantly.

"Mhm, I slept first huh, Ci. I'm sleepy," said Diska while covering her mouth that had evaporated.

"Yes, sana. Tomorrow you have to work" said Uci Desmi.

Diska stood up from her seat and then she stepped into her room, she was getting ready to lay her body on the bed and reach for a beautiful dream in the warmth of the night.

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