Adult Zone
29. Wedding Ballads Ratih And Patih

...PATIH AND PATIH WEDDING BALLAD...

...Author by: David Khanz...

Such, a young man named Patih, the only child of a famous tempeh coach lazy. Almost every workday just hanging out with his gangmates at the camp post. Never want to help the efforts of parents and have been accustomed to everything served and do not need to bother. Eat live eat, change clothes are always available neatly fragrant, even anything always rely on his mother. Think Patih at that time, 'Do what tired and run a job? After all, if you need money just ask the parents. Everyday needs are always available.'

Actually, it was not because the two Patih parents did not educate their son. But the treatment pampered from childhood, has shaped the character of the young man into a weak and less responsible man.

Seeing the behavior of Patih who has not been shown to change as he grew older, the two young parents agreed to match their child with a chosen girl named Ratih. Girls are just puppets from old friends at school. Counting can return the reunion, as well as tighten the friendship rope with the way to become a besan family, so the basis of thinking of both sides of the family.

Not waiting long, Patih and Ratih were married, complete with a grand reception party. No half-hearted, the entertainment also invited the artist of the capital. Then closed on the second day with a spiritual meal event, filled with lectures of a famous ustaz who often appeared on television stations. The audience who attended the study also dissolved in an atmosphere full of laughter, and occasionally shouted yells that read, 'Jama'ah .. oohh jama'ah! Thank goodness!'

A week after the wedding, the couple Patih and Ratih lived with the groom's family. The reason, the husband brought a wife, not the other way around. During that time, not many obstacles arise in their relationship. Even quite spoiled with the services provided by both Patih's parents. Ratih's job is enough to serve the husband, as the reason often expressed by the woman.

Inevitably, since changing status to a head of the household, Patih was forced to participate in the business of his parents, becoming a tempe businessman. Especially now bear the responsibility of the new family and start living separately in a rented house. There, problems began to emerge.

"Where's my dress, brother?" ask Patih one morning when he was about to leave for work. Ratih who was still rolling on the bed immediately got up, rushing to open the closet. Then choose one pair of clothes. "Lho .. What, this shirt? Which one do I use to do, brother?"

Ratih smiled wryly. He said, "Still in the back, Mom. Not washed."

Patih's forehead wrinkled, astonished. He said in his heart, 'That shirt was three days ago. It hasn't been washed yet?'

Because it was still in the atmosphere of the newlyweds, Patih did not want to bother about it. He had to wear the clothes that Ratih had been offering. Then hurry to the dining room. Opening the hood, intending to have breakfast. But nothing is available there. Even seeing the condition of the kitchen was still messy, filled with dirty dishes.

"Sik, you haven't cooked yet, have you?" tanya Patih was a little disappointed, because the beginning of the day was met with an oddity. Accustomed to being served by his mother, he must now endure countless grievances. Ratih appeared in the kitchen doorway with a murky look. The woman replied, "Buy, Deh, Mas in the front shop. Two packs, yeah. I'm hungry too."

Patih took a deep breath. As he poked, the man complied. Go to the shop according to his wife's instructions. Then eat together as soon as you return.

"Thank you, yes, Mas, for breakfast" said Ratih after devouring the food bought by her husband. Patih smiled as he said inwardly, Hopefully, after work later in the afternoon, Ratih has prepared his first meal for me. Since I got married, I have not eaten the food. Hehe.'

Shipped to the front of the fence, Patih drove his vehicle away from home and Ratih was alone. Of course it was given the spoiled message of the woman before leaving. "Back off home, yeah, Mom. Abis work, straight home. Don't stop by yet."

"Yes, Dik," replied Patih getting excited. Continue saying inwardly, 'Maybe Ratih would like to give you a surprise. Hopefully aja.'

Ratih's message was also obeyed. The man went straight home in time. Warmly welcomed and smiling as young as the woman so opened the door. "Alhamdulillah, finally Mas came home too," said Ratih, not forgetting to kiss hands and hug.

"Why, Sister? I haven't seen my husband in a long time?" It was great that Patih was treated that way. Answer Ratih, "Indeed kudu kayak 'that welcome husband home from work, Mas. Backed up, you know."

Patih smiled happily. Moreover, the spoiled gelayut his wife has not been separated since arriving earlier. Entering the house, still in the same condition as when it was abandoned this morning. Dirty, messy, and dusty. No less great than the kitchen. Even the breakfast was still on the table. Except the bedroom. Rapi.

Whine Train while still struggling spoiled, "Mas, I'm hungry …."

"You haven't cooked yet, brother?" tanya Patih began to guess. Ratih shook his head, then replied, "Not yet, Mas. Just had breakfast."

"What?" Patih. "So what's at home while I'm at work, brother?"

Ratih replied with a smile, "Waituin Mas go home."

"Yes, during the wait, what are your activities?"

"Most .. clean the room, room, and fall while the HP maenin, Mas."

"Don't do anything else?" Patih is confused. Ratih. "Keep ... dirty dishes in the kitchen, pile of dirty clothes in the back, our former breakfast, the middle room is a mess, that ... why is it still not cleaned?"

Before replying, Ratih fixed the coil of his veil. "Oohhh .. Everything that Mas mentioned earlier, is the duty of a husband. I wasn't. Including the need to eat. The duty of a wife is only to serve and serve the husband, Mas. That's what I heard while doing the studies."

"Serve what does it mean, brother? I just heard there's a rule so …." Patih's chest started rumbling. Unexpectedly, it turns out that the woman he married, had a strange understanding. He thought, all this time the obligation of a husband to a wife just looking for money and give all his salary.

"That's all?"

"Yes, there are many more, really, Mas. Obey the husband, as long as the order is not to worship. It is as one form or form of devotion of a wife to the husband," said Ratih excited. Understandably, the woman had just migrated from her lifestyle first, right before the wedding. "If all that is done, God willing .. reigned, Mas."

"Keep, if I tell you to cook today, you want to?" tanya Patih intends to test his wife. Reply Ratih, "Lho .. 'I told you earlier, Mas, if cooking or preparing food is .. the duties and obligations of the husband."

"I give you the same orders, brother. It means you must obey. 'And I didn't tell you to make a show. Just ask for a masakin."

Timpal Ratih is fierce, "That means it's against the rules, Mas. Doing work that is not the duty of the wife. That means it's maxi."

"What accent? Since when do you cook for your husband, maksiat?"

"Obviously, Mas. For breaking the rules."

"But if you obey the command of the husband, it will be on your head. Like you said, you know, Dik." Patih is getting stuck.

Reply Ratih does not want to lose, "Nurut also if not to ask for a maksiat, Mas. The wife has the right to refuse. How's this, anyway?"

"Continue .. If 'that, what are you doing as a wife now?"

"Serve and serve the husband, Mas."

"Serve what?"

"Mas's sexual needs, dong."

"That's all?" Patih's head is getting dizzy.

"Yes, much. Among others comply with—"

"Aaahhh .. never mind! I'm dizzy, Dik." Patih pinched his head. Ratih immediately felt the man's forehead and said, "Here, Mas, I'm a massage. This is a form of wife service to the husband and father, you know."

"You, ah!"

… and since then, Patih also began to learn cooking, sweeping, mopping, washing, and various other household chores. Weight. But trying to do the obligatory as he carried, as a head of the household with the status of HUSBAND. And so on until time goes unnoticed. Beget.

Several decades later ….

The children of Patih and Ratih who had grown up, married, and gave them grandchildren, came to visit.

"Aduh .. Mamah's children, long time no nengokin come. Mamah kangen with you," cried Ratih who had begun to age. Followed Patih welcomed the arrival of his children. "Father too, Children."

Reply to the children of Patih and Ratih, "We also miss. Especially the same with Papah."

"Kok, same Papah doang?" ask Ratih wonder.

"We miss PAPAH CUISINE."

"Where is Mama?"

"Emang Mamah ever cooked?" ask kids.

"Well?!" Ratih's mouth is gaping. Bummer.