BLOOD PASSAGE
The Story of the Ronggeng Dancers
Pak wayan's story still continues, while kak naisyah is also still diligently smoothing his movements. The white clock hanging on the top right of the wayan has shown at 11 pm. Time rolled very fast, and finally the foam said goodbye to go home.
“Pak, then I'll go home first. Want to deliver food to my husband in paddy field”
Mr. wayan nodded.
“I leave these children at the father's house is okay sir?”
Mr. Wayan just nodded back and smiled.
“I'm really happy, if there are any of them. I can share my stories and experiences”
We were all smiling including the Nasiyah brother who was still seriously practicing but was able to hear the conversation from us.
“Then mom comes home first. You guys be careful here”
We nodded in unison, and the mother went home by herself to her house.
“Then what about the ronggeng dancers next sir?”
“Finally after some time taught and trained his movements by my wife, the children were getting used to it. The movement has also begun to be flexible, but there are some children who were out at that time because they could not afford to exercise after a day. It was the first time my wife's trained children performed, on a stage in the field there. Have you seen?”
We all nodded.
“Already sir, was ma'am invite us there first”
Lira asked an answer that made pak wayan smile.
“The stage was once very small and there was no decoration at all. Until residents in this area finally saw the first appearance of the ronggeng dancers that my wife had trained, the residents and spectators at that time just amazed. Maybe because the first time to see the appearance or performance ronggeng. Until the following years the residents here are increasingly enthusiastic to see the show. You are very happy, and some help from citizens whose economy is more finally a magnificent stage ronggeng it can be like today”
We smiled to see the wayan sir who was passionate about telling us his ronggeng trip.
“Em, do you have some kind of beloved protege. What does it mean that your wife has dancers that she really likes”
Mr. Wayan was silent while thinking about the question that lira asked.
“There are some including the person you called bu anih earlier. There are other kids too. But, there is one child who is very, very my wife likes to see it”
“Who is sir?”
We all stared at Mr. Wayan waiting for the answer and the name that would come out of his mouth.
“The boy's name is sri weningsih”
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The afternoon before the foam has also come back here to pick us up. Finally we all say goodbye to Mr. Wayan.
“Thank you for allowing me to be a temporary dancer here sir, although at the turn of the year night just”
Naisyah laughed softly, which was greeted warmly with a smile from pak wayan.
“Iya son, come here tomorrow to practice again. Don't hesitate to assume your father is your own family”
After barking pak wayan's hand we finally began to step foot leaving the simple but comfortable house.
“After a long time not dancing ronggeng anymore, my body feels sore-pegal”
The complaint came from the mouth of sister naisyah while grimacing holding part of her arm.
“That's because sister also does not exercise often and moves a lot like that now”
Naisyah's sister nodded correcting the words from fika.
“Bu, hasan sir and lira friends already at home?”
“Iya nak”
“Where are you from?”
Dion immediately asked his question before we all had time to sit on the bamboo bench he was sitting on now.
“From home sir wayan”
Dion frowned, and so did Kevin's brother who was next to him.
“He is a person who trains ronggeng dancers in this area, because kak naisyah wants to come this morning bu anih set us there”
Fika explained to Dion before he could ask his question.
“I want to shower first”
Naisyah finally passed from before all of us who were still faithful sat lined up on this bamboo bench, excluding the already sprawled dion while closing her eyes.
“Then you and brother kevin, while in the rice field doing anything?”
“Nothing, we just sleep-sleep there while enjoying the comfortable, quiet and peaceful atmosphere of the area here”
Ah must be there the air is very cool, plus the breeze that directly hit the body. I was silent for a moment enjoying the shadow of that calmness in my mind.
“Tomorrow we will go to the house of wayan sir again you want to come?”
Dion immediately woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes wide.
“NO”
Fika who was next to him immediately rubbed her ears and hit Dion's shoulder hard.
“Your mouth has speakers in it huh? To the extent that your voice is like a speaker in masjid”
Fika who was immediately given an apologetic look by Dion.
“No I don't want to go there, you guys go”
“Why? There are many beautiful dancers, loh”
Lira teases dion who is only reciprocated with a lazy look from dion.
“I'm afraid to see ronggeng” event
Fika who was next to dion immediately burst out, while occasionally wiping the tip of her eyes that let out tears from laughing.
“What are you afraid of dion? Those ronggeng dancers won't eat you or kidnap you. Besides, I have never heard or seen a dead person watching a ronggeng show. Then?”
Dion just shrugged his shoulders, as the sound of the lira broke the noise of fika laughter.
“There's no reason I'm just scared. The dancers even when dancing never smile. What is interesting about it all?”
I confirmed Dion's words in my heart and smiled, I felt like I had a friend who supported my unreasonable reason for not watching the ronggeng show on the eve of the new year's turn.
“Of course the ronggeng event is interesting, there later we can interact also with residents in this area. Ronggeng is interesting dion, you are not amazed by the dancer who is able to be consistent in animating the dance. Ronggeng is a dance full of stories in it. If you observe better you will definitely like it”
“Yes it's up to you ra, I'll just come watch the show. I can't live in this house alone. It was even more frightening than watching ronggeng” show
Lirra nodded and we all went into the house, cleaned up and had dinner together again.
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