Don't Cry Mama
The house of the Father of Penghulu,,

tock,,tok, tok

the door of the room was knocked tight from the outside, fortunately Yoga and Dinda have completed their actions since then to leave no trace.

krietzt, kriettt,

the door is opened by Yoga

"what are you guys doing?"zaida asked as she tilted her head into the room

"what the hell is mom? people don't do anything either" replied Ketus Yoga

"continue that's why all the doors are locked?" sahut Zaida doesn't believe his son's words

"barusan Yoga headaches continue to fall asleep, males aja if there is a disturbing" replied Yoga again immediately with a smile

"your watch is like yes" Zaida glared at his eyes

"various kinds also gk papa kali, lagian already so too" he said relaxed while glancing at the stomach of Dinda

Zaida pleaded not happy with his son's answer and then turned his eyes to Dinda

"now that you're both ready, we go to the house of the man who's getting you both married"

"what?!" Dinda and Yoga simultaneously jumped in shock

"koq buru heck ma'am?" also known to Semalem

"hei Yoga, by the way it was thought to use the brain, you have impregnated a child of people, especially he is still a school child, if we return him to his parents, if we return him to his parents,surely you will be reported to the police on rape charges, will you go to jail again?" zaida is long

Yoga shuddered in horror, the experience of being imprisoned was the most bitter experience of his life.

he had been imprisoned for brawl when he was in school, his case became heavy because he was caught carrying a sharp weapon in his bag, so he had to receive a longer sentence than his friends, he said,luckily the mother was so fond of him that the rail spent millions of dollars to free himself from the punishment then because it was he was reluctant to continue school again.

"but, Dinda is still a school mom" Dinda replied with a bow

"then, do you still want to go to school with a big stomach because of pregnancy later?"zaida replied in a mocking tone

Dinda shook her head slowly,

"you follow me, don't talk much" said Zaida

"let's go with mom" Zaida exits the room first, followed by Yoga and Dinda

outside the room there is already bi Rugai, Zaida's sister-in-law who will also deliver them to the agreed place based on the results of the joint rebound with Zaida and her sister who live behind their house.

with a definite step they all four walk to the highway to ride their car that is tipped in the garage near the highway because the access of the village road to their home is so small that it is not possible to store a car at home,only motorcycles can enter the house, while the car is placed in a garage that is deliberately built on the side of the highway to facilitate the surrounding residents and of course in return for care and guarding costs.

by riding a private car owned by his family, Zaida drove the four-wheeled vehicle to the next village.

until the destination of the four of them went down, then continued the journey again to someone's house.

Arriving at a stilt house in front of which plastered P3N they pin stopped.

"Assalamualaikum" Zaida said hello

soon a woman's answer was heard from inside the house

"Waalaikumsalam" he replied as he opened the door

for a moment the mother was silent to the four unfamiliar-looking guests in her eyes but when her eyes were focused on Yoga and Dinda, her face turned friendly again

the four guests entered following the steps of the woman

a man came out shortly after the woman who had welcomed the guest disappeared behind the door

"what is this supposed to be?" ask the father after shaking hands with his guests

"this sir, we want to marry our child, but the parents of the girls do not approve of our decision" Zaida said

bi Rugai nodded his head justifying while Yoga and Dinda fell silent with a frown, not understanding what the maxdu and purpose of Zaida's speech just now was.

the old man then nodded his head understandingly

"how old are these girls and boys?" ask her then

"my son is 22 years old sir and this woman is 17 years old" Zaida said

"17 years?" repeat that father

Zaida nodded convincingly

"the age of 17 years is actually not allowed if he is counted as still in school, but because this is urgent and wants to be synchronized rather than something that does not happen, then we should be as movement" said the old man again.

Zaida breathes relieved

"then how next sir" asked Zaida again

"alright, a representative from the groom-to-be came with me to meet the woman's parents at home" the man explained

"bring what you need to bring as a pinangan" he explained again

"and for a while, this girl stayed here until her family agreed to their marriage" the man said

Zaida and bi Rugai nodded in a nod without asking much more then immediately decided to go home.

staying Dinda also Yoga which only planga plongo do not understand what is really going on.

they do not know if the current they come to is a P3N officer or commonly called penghulu, in one area in Sumatra, this tradition has been quite commonplace since the days of their ancestors,if a young couple wants to get married but is hindered by the blessing of parents, then their middle path will go up to the P3N house to become their spokesperson for the family and ask to be married as soon as possible.

it's the same thing with the term elopement,but the difference they are on the right path is to go to the penghulu's house well and ask the ruler to take care of their qabul ijab later when the ruler has come to their family and the date of marriage has been agreed upon second parties.

after the death of Yoga, Zaida and bi Rugai, Dinda was silent, drowned in confusion, did not understand what to do in the house, even though she did not understand why she could be in the house, it was true innocence.

"here deck, tonight you sleep with your brother yes" said Ida, daughter of the pengulu father, said,the girl whose age was above Dinda was thrusting a change of clothes on Dinda who had been standing with a blank look.

as if understanding the hardness of the young girl before him, He led her to sit on her bed.

"are you pregnant?" ask Ida who made Dinda jerked, then looked down embarrassed

"no papa, this has happened often but richly you are still in school?" ask Ida again

Dinda just nodded softly assenting,

"yes it's not papa, it's already wrong, it's wrong but later you can fix it, just pray your parents approve and ease your way to get married" said Ida while patting Dinda's shoulder slowly

Dinda fell silent then sobbed softly, making Ida feel pity, It was like she was looking at her sister, then with full tenderness Ida hugged her to provide calmness.

Dinda felt that someone was protecting her at the moment, the embrace of an older sister that she had never felt for so long because what she had was an older brother who was not so close to her.