FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PARF 153 "Sarangan Lake"
*Tsaniya Tabriz
Arriving at Sarangan Lake, I asked Kang Bimo to keep following me from behind. I searched where Yazeed was, but I couldn't find him yet.
"Kang, do you have Yazeed's number?"
"I'll check for a moment. I have had but not yet saved. There may be."
We stopped in the crowd. The market is crowded. Tourists buy clothes and clothes. The little children were held tightly by their mother while holding the toy that my father sold on my right side. Some of them whined to get on a horse. I turned my eyes in all directions.
"This, Ning. Video calls."
"Oh." I'm shocked. Already connected.
đ"Where are you?"
đ"It's in the middle."
đ"I'm in front of the puppet statue of the mountain. I'm going there, yeah. Just jerk."
đ"I'll be there." Gave
I'm getting close to there. While infiltrating among the traffic that suddenly poked from my front. A few times my shoulder was rough. I focused on the front.
I saw him sitting smoking in front of the statue. I didn't find Kang Toyo. Someone should have accompanied him because his health had clearly not recovered properly.
"Yaz?"
She smiles. I stared at it for a few seconds without blinking.
"Sit here first, Briz."
I looked at him anyway. Signalize.
"Kang, please leave us both, yeah. But don't go far."
Kang Bimo nodded.
We were silent for a few seconds. I don't know why suddenly the atmosphere was so awkward. I threw my eyes to my left corner. My feelings are different too. It spewed from the center of my heart. I wet my lips that are not dry.
"You want to get on a boat?"
I'm turning. Just looking at him I am not free. My chest was filled with a rumble that was hunting.
"May, but not for long, Yaz."
He smiled again. Ever since he spoke his day, he had become more lively. And I just realized it looks different. But I dare not offend it.
"Well horse or boat?"
"I can't ride a horse."
"I can."
"No, Yaz."
"Mas, Mas, the horse has nothing to rent?"
The man who happened to cross his eyes approached while pulling his horse.
"If it's not there, I rent it to one person."
"Yaz, no need. Besides cooking, I'm the only one on the horse."
Yazeed ignored my words. He immediately told me to go up. He was ready to help get to the back of his horse.
"No, Yaz." I pinched his arm.
"It's okay."
"Mas, let me lead the horse. I can."
"okay."
The man returned to the base. Wrestling with others.
Now I was on the back of his horse, while Yazeed was below like a horse trainer leading a princess. He might also be reluctant if he had to be on top with me.
Yazeed took me around the lake. And he kept his horse from taking me running. He whispered something into the horse's ear. When his horse stopped, he confronted the horse by bringing his head closer. Like taking the horse to talk.
"Being buying something?"
"Not to."
He rolled me in front of the bracelet seller. His left hand remained in control of the horse, while his right hand pointed at the bracelet that he thought was beautiful. After being taken the bracelet by the seller, he showed it to me.
"You likey?"
I just smiled thinly.
"Buy a pair."
My meeting with him today left me unable to conclude one thing for sure. Now my race is moving in an uncertain direction. At a time like this, he treated me sweet. Does he really not know what he wants to do? Does he think I'm going to declare my approval? My heart is on the verge of worry. When he felt I was going to bring him the happy news, in fact I came to give him grief.
Finished taking me around for fifty minutes, with a light conversation that made no mention of the proposal at all, he offered me a boat ride. He was trying to find me something. He said I would love it. He will also invite me to look for a photo spot in front of the sarangan lake writing. I don't think it's any different from the atmosphere at Ranu Gumbolo. Looking at his hopeful gaze, I agreed without saying. I took the boat that he had boarded first, the pedal boat for two.
We pedaled it slowly. Just to enjoy the coolness of the wind that blows quite hard. The edges of my hijab occasionally fly. I tie the ends rather than later my aura is revealed by accident. Because I'm used to not pinning brooches. When I looked to my right side, it turned out to have just noticed me, but he immediately scattered his gaze in the other direction. A little smile.
He looked at me again. He took out the bracelet he bought.
"This. You wear. The one for me."
"Ah, don't you, Yaz."
"Why hmm?"
"Rather than being asked who this Ummik is from."
"Say from me."
I guess he didn't know I meant to ask him to meet.
She wears. Then, show it cheerfully.
"I don't wear a gini style?"
"Yes fits. Everyone is fit to have that fashion" I said.
"Oh, yes, why did the tumben invite me to meet. Because it has become ning, the more courageous this comes out the same that is not mahramnya. Hmm?" His face was half-tempting.
"No, Yaz." I can't stand in front of him.
"How serious? What the hell are you talking about, Ning Beautiful?"
I was not comfortable with his enthusiastic eyes waiting for me to speak. I can't imagine how disappointed it will be.
"Yaz?"
"Where?"
I'm unmoving. I lowered my face for a moment.
"Yaz, what if I had Ratna on you?"
"Ratna is safe."
"You know what, Yaz, what do you mean?"
"Try to speak more clearly."
"Yaz, you must have understood. I'm sorry, yeah. Sorry." At the end of my apology, I noticed a change in her smiling lips.
"You don't want to talk about anything else? I want to hear, Tsan?"
I moved my sitting position. Half a bit behind him.
"Tsan, you don't want to talk."
I keep wetting my lips.
"Twdid?"
I looked at him and said, "It's not like it, but I can't, Yaz."
He looked at me for goals. More serious.
"I just want to marry a healthy inner-born woman. Who understands my situation. You understand that?"
"Ratna is also a healthy inner birth if it continues with you. He's enthusiastic when he talks about you. He likes you, Yaz."
"What should I do to be with you, Tsan?
"Do you really want to do something for me?"
He's nodding.
"Well, get married before I get married. Then, if you come to my wedding, you won't hurt Yaz."
"Don't tell me to do something I can't."
"You should be able to and I should too."
"You sure?"
His eyes made me doubt. But, inevitably, I have to say it. I was quiet after. With my silence, I hope he understands completely.
"You wear the bracelet."
I followed his request. The bracelet is now in my hand. He tried to take my picture.
"Don't, Yaz."
"Your hands. Our hands."
Cret! Just one picture I allowed him so he wouldn't be too heavy-hearted to carry out my trust.
I saw the silhouette of my face on the surface of the water. The fish appeared on the surface. I-I played my index. Moving to the left right. One fish hit my hand and I almost screamed in surprise.
"Ratna's healthy, right?"
"Do I have to marry her?"
"Because he likes you. Aren't you a laborer who can stand by you, Yaz?"
"Is she a woman you think is good for me?"
"It's more about the people you like besides me, Yaz. There's gotta be."
"Pick me besides Ratna. He's the one who can accept me like you."
"Yaz, please don't. Don't make me..."
"How did I make you?"
"This is why we have to take care of each other."
"I can be sincere if you find a replacement. I will definitely marry her as you wish. You're willing, right?"
"Yaz, please." I'm pasting.
"Who's with you, Tsan? Tell me who it is!"
Obviously I was only able to look at Ratna who was clearly willing to accept it as it was. Also Ratna who desperately needs a figure like him. But I also wouldn't look selfish if I forced her when she said she didn't want to marry a woman who wasn't completely healthy.
"If your reason is because Ratna is not healthy, wait for her to heal."
"Until when? You said I should get married before you get married. Obviously you'll be getting married soon after your brother gets married, right?"
"I don't know, Yaz. But, I just don't want you to be sad because of me. I don't deserve to be sad, Yaz. Please."
"OKAY. Okay if that's what you want."
"You're definitely going to get a much better replacement" my inner self.