CUTS
Rebuttal...

Khalid looked at Keuchik Banta as if asking for help but Keuchik Banta himself could only look down while smiling bitterly.

“How's Nak Khalid? You already know Keumala, he's friends with Ceudah and Putro. Mala is a year older than Ceudah. Abu is very happy if you want to receive a proposal Abu.” Khalid's cornered. He had never been lured before let alone under these circumstances.

The news spread so quickly as the sun began to rise. If Putro Ceudah chose to stay in the room while crying another case with his brother Putro Tari. He who got the news when he was going to the field immediately burned with jealousy to come to Khalid who had just come down from the coconut trunk.

“Abang on the same page Abu Syik? Brother wants? Wh why? You should have married me or Sister Cedah not Mala. You should think about our feelings. My sister and I both like my brother. Why did you even accept Kak Mala. Didn't you think of Abu's feelings? Bad brother!” again Khalid could only swallow his saliva when he found out that in a day three women had applied.

The incident did not escape the vision of Cut who was quoting coconuts. Keuchik Banta himself did not come to the field because he realized there was something different from Putro Ceudah's attitude after the news of Khalid's proposal spread.

“How does it feel to be contested? Take me to the city. I want to go home!” cut said with his flat face.

“Cut...”.

“I won't marry the man, you take it easy. Take me to Abu and Umi! It's enough that you separate me from them. Now take me to the city. You have no right to keep me here, I still have parents.”

“Cut, be patient in a moment. I'll find out first how it is there. I promise I'll take you to Abu and Umi.”

“I don't need your promise.” Cut left Khalid alone under dozens of coconut palms and fruit scattered on the ground.

Cut ran after Putro Dance who was emotional. “Dek....wait Brother!” Putro Dance continued walking as if her ears did not hear Cut's call. His footsteps continued to walk until he could not feel his steps stopping on the hot sand of the beach in the middle of the sun that was directly above their heads.

“Why is Brother here? Brother should have stayed there giving a lecture so that Brother's heart changed. Equally we he pretended not to care but he actually received a proposal Abu Kak Mala. If he doesn't like us he should have said it a long time ago. Don't make us wish that in reality he chose Kak Mala.” Cut could only remain silent as he took a deep breath.

Cut was confused by the current situation. He did not know what to do with this incident. His desire to return to the city to meet Abu and Umi must be hampered by their love problems?

“Kak Cuttttt...why shut up? I'm angry at this again. Don't shut up, say something!” dance Protest.

“What should Brother say? Brother himself has never experienced anything like this.”

“What? Brother never likes men? Are you sure?” Cut was speechless hearing Dance's question.

“Rendra..” his mind and mind are instantly crossed by that name.

“Kak Cut. Brother again think what the hell?” Cut replies with a smile and embraces Putro Tari to encourage her to take shelter.

To be honest, Cut was confused as to how to deal with the current events. “Kakak can't help you. Big Brother doesn't understand the rules and thoughts of the old man here because Big Brother has never been betrothed before. And Brother never liked a guy like you guys like Bang Khalid.” Putro Tari was surprised then looked at the beautiful woman beside him intently.

“Sister has never liked a man?” putro Tanya Tari's back.

“If ask do not half. Big Brother has never liked a man but Big Brother has never liked a man like you guys like Bang Khalid.” both eyebrows Putro Dance wrinkled.

“I don't understand what Brother means.”

“Such sentences alone you do not understand how you can understand what your true heart is like? Do you really like Bang Khalid to be a husband or like him because he has the same nature as your brother?”

“But I like Bang Khalid, Brother!”

“What do you like about him?”

When two girls of different ages dissolve in conversation that is not clear the direction of the goal. Khalid who was quoting coconuts alone was suddenly visited by someone.

“By Mala help, Bang?”

“Astaughfirullah..” Khalid was surprised when from the bushes behind his body appeared a woman who was none other than Keumala daughter of one of the village elders named Abu Syik.

“Abang why is it so shocked? You think ghosts are?” teasek Keumala while smiling sweetly.

“Ghosts can't talk. What are you doing here?” khalid asked, quoting one coconut at a time to peel.

“Mala just finished picking cloves in the Abu field. When he came home, Mala heard the sound of Dance, so Mala came here.”

“From home.” replied Khalid back without looking at Mala.

Mala noticed Khalid, who was busy quoting coconuts without blinking. How a normal girl is not interested in seeing Khalid who once practiced military style in the forest so that his muscles look prominent especially now he only uses singlet clothes.

“Better you go home now!” khalid said as the tail of his eyes caught the girl constantly staring at him.

“What is it true that Abu said that Abang would marry Mala?” Khalid who was quoting coconuts suddenly stopped. He stood upright facing Mala with sweat filling his entire body.

Mala bowed in embarrassment as Khalid stared at him fixedly. “You want to be married by me?”

“What if I already have a wife?” one by one, Khalid stepped until he was right in front of Mala. Mala is getting bowed with the heart racing. For the first time in his life, he experienced something like this.

Unlike Khalid who was married. He certainly understands the reactions that can trigger uncomfortable feelings for an unmarried girl.

“Why are you silent? What if I already have a wife?”

“K-why did you ask like that?”

“You don't know me yet, how do you want to marry me? Aren't you scared?” Mala who had looked down suddenly his face was lifted and then looked into the eyes of the man who had made him confused and fascinated.

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