Come Here Datu
Come Here Datu: Bound Agreement
A girl's feet touch the boundaries of the inn's lobby. Marble floor, orange lamp light on each side of the garden road. Bart stood between the marble floors, his gaze fixed on the open living room of the inn. Ricard sat staring with a smile. Bart gave a reply with a cold look and a slanted smile as a statement.
Lenia walks between the marble. The girl's move must have missed Bart.
"As a wife you don't want to wait for your husband?" Still in position.
"Why am I waiting for you?" That tone sounded cynical, and did not care. The feet keep moving. There is no hard time for a man to travel except his own time.
"Wait, the question is why you should stand behind me!" Lenia looked up, Bart behind her, "don't you go back to your room?" Frown.
"I slept with my wife." Open Lenia's palm and lock her room there.
"My keys." The girl's bag looked open.
Lenia's room door is open. Bart went into the room first, "i'll pick you up from there?" Lopsidedly smiles.
"This smart one!" Close the door, "what do you want?" Bart is opening a closet.
"Your towel, I want to take a shower. Want to shower with me?" a mysterious expression.
"Thank you so much sir for the offer." Sit on the bed. Take off the shoes, "luck my shoes are clean." small sound.
Bart crouched down in front of Lenia. The waist was wrapped in a towel, and there was a clear line of muscle, "I would be very angry if my wife would welcome another man to her room with pleasure." Stand up and kiss Lenia's lips. The girl took a breath, "i hope so too." A small answer and a doubt.
Light of the dim room. Lenia wrapped herself on the bed. Tilt position towards the room window. Wooden window with neat arrangement. Trying to close my eyes.
Bart dries his hair with a towel. The body does not heed a cloth, the temptation looks perfectly displayed, and sits on the edge of the bed. Lenia wrapped her entire body in a blanket. Bart put a towel on the bedside table. Getting inside the blanket, a sturdy body touched the girl. Forcibly opening Lenia's blanket, "you can die inside Lei's blanket. I'm not gonna do anything tonight." Hugging the girl who was filled with sweat. Lenia slowly closed her eyes.
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It all starts and starts with him. The girl stared at the window. Everything is empty and empty and there is nothing left to life. Breathing destroys the lungs. It was obvious that he lived for her to die. Standing on the desert.
"I have to beg him." Tears are flowing. In the girl's hand was clearly a sealed paper. Two names are clearly there. Right in the middle of the forest, the girl stopped her steps. Take off the paper in his hand. 'Lenia Klar & Bart Klar' The name of a couple of brides is sealed on white paper.
From far away, Jukung Panyang Suei (a typical Dayak boat with a dragon head front end and a high bird rear end and a boat body full of scales) stand gallantly on top the ground. Flowers and plants spread into a complementary design on the body of the boat.
The girl climbed the stairs of the boat made of stone and the same natural decoration. Right in front of Lenia a beautiful priest was waiting with the Bible in his hand. A table decorated with white cloth topped with a small rose in blue. The priest stared with a smile.
'What am I thinking now is.' The best treat for a rusty heart.
Bart placed an extra set of blue roses on the altar. Stepping towards Lenia. White clothes wrapped neatly on his body, until it touched the ground. The small Enggang feathers line up neatly and stack up giving the impression of luxurious decoration. His short hair was neatly arranged. Perfect impression for a teaser. His hand was extended to the girl.
Lenia is too stiff for dialogue. What appeared in the eyes was as if the most terrifying ritual. Too soon to happen, the girl even now still wearing a white nightie walked into the woods and was barefoot. For the sake of carrying out the agreement, which is called 'marriage' that he wants to cancel.
Lenia received that hand. Every step confused him. However, every trace seemed to give blessing. The smell of roses fills the open nature.
'All humans and myself are not much different, all beings must have suffering. However, what is wrong if on the wedding day, he dared to cry and smile with his partner.' Bart confronts Lenia's body to her, two eyes sharing a gaze. The man's right hand slowly held onto Lenia's right hand and the white light along with the mist formed a circle on her second ring finger. However, the halo disappeared and seemed to enter into a finger.
"Because there is always a marriage that humans will not be able to separate!" Bart smiled obliquely, the girl enjoying a remark that would probably be preserved on her long-term memory.
The pastor stood behind the table.
"This marriage will have no blessing from Him." Lenia's eyes were soft, with a whispering voice.
"Wedding is done a pair and we are a pair. He'll give Lenia blessing." Hard and easy statement about.
The priest recites Nast from the Song of Songs 8:6. Without knowing that the one before him was not a complete human being. For a priest, marriage is an agreement without human prohibition. Marriage is sacred to those who are a couple.
"Life is life. Death is death. You bind us as destiny. The blue rose became our covenant. Smiles and cries for 1,000 years. Until our story cannot be told. We are one body that also eats the heavenly fruit. We are separated by unhappiness. Unified by the destiny of tears. We hope your love will be the blessing of happiness until the end of time. Many have left the body as soon as our agreement was made, until the point is no longer visible." Kiss on Lenia's lips. The sun rings like a painting of escorts in the sky that day. Their marriage no one closest to Lenia knew.