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41. Worship


Not feeling the morning came, I fell asleep very well, when waking up the atmosphere of a quiet house, it turns out everyone was cooking behind the house, Minah. Batara was carrying firewood to cook, he was very happy to be able to find wood and play, Batara seemed to like a simple life and community. He is indeed clever, is not in the future he is good at art just like Mr. Broto.


"You up, son? " tanya Minah who just realized with my arrival.


"Yes ma'am, sorry I woke up late, "I replied while tidying up my hair.


"Follow your bath in the river with Laksmi, " said Minah as she gave me a change of clothes.


"Yeah. Come Amini, this dish must be let stand a few minutes to soak in, so we take a shower first. " Said Laksmi.


"Why not take a shower in the bathroom? " tanyaku.


"Baking in the river is fresher, calm you need not be ashamed, ayooo. " Laksmi said while ignoring me.


Laksmi and I walked towards the river, and I asked about the song she sang last night, because it was so beautiful and made me sleep well. Laksmi also said that the chat was a song where sung by the mother for her son to quickly fall asleep with a fast sleep, it is the form of the race of love in the area she lives. While Laksmi saw me who was afraid and difficult to sleep well then sang the song.


We passed the tomb and I asked why there were so many fresh flowers in the cemetery, who took care of them. Laksmi also told me if the people here really like to grow crops, any plants planted. These flowers are deliberately planted in the tomb area, in order to make it easier for residents who want to be in touch with the absent, to make it easier, sprinkling flowers is a form of affection and fragrant in the tomb area that calms so that the occupants are not as calm.


And I am not surprised by Laksmi's statement, because in the future it is the same as that, sprinkling lots of flowers and water. Even if many plants are believed to be plants also pray for those who are gone.


We arrived at the river, it felt fresh and comfortable, I was playing water and humming, not realizing I was singing Coldplay song entitled sparks and Laksmi asked her, ' he said, what a song is really good, for I just have fun and do not sing using English. After finishing the bath I wear Minah's clothes like a rag and a kemben cloth. Because I came here not carrying clothes, I saw that Batara was only wearing pants without clothes.


Upon our return from the river, Batara told me that he liked living here, because he could explore and learn cultured, and Minah was good at weaving, I was thinking if Minah met Asmirah would be able to collaborate to make fashionable clothes. But I don't know in this time I don't really understand, while the Indonesian army is fighting for Indonesian independence. Whether I go into a territory that is not an area of fighting and slavery, there may be but there is no way Mr. Broto would let his son know.


We all ate the food served by Minah ma'am, we ate in the grass like a picnic, it was so fun, if I could capture it through a photo shoot. While eating we talked about the past romance of Minah and Mr. Yadi, very sweet people of old times. Because they are not good at reading and writing they use code as a form of their letter. It is beautiful and teaches me to love and love my fellow human beings and other living beings.


I also see Minah ma preparing offerings such as black coffee and food wrapped in banana leaves, not forgetting flowers and incense like that fragrant and not so foreign. I followed them and put them under a tree and under a rock near the source. Then they closed their eyes while they were probably praying. Batara and I just silently watched it, I also did not observe there is a shady banyan tree here. When I came back I asked them what they were doing.


Then they said they were praying so that the environment was always safe from danger, to stay calm and get a lot of windfall. When I ask who is the most possessive they answer the local beliefs and culture that must be maintained and this is an offering as a form of mutual sharing and hope. If in the future there are still cultural things that remain sustainable, such as clean villages and others. Is this what ancient people thought before believing in a religion.


"Worship what Minah ma'am? andwhy? " Tell me one more time.


"Worshipping is for us to remain connected to what we believe in, to the spirit of the ancestors and the power of the supernatural. " Answer with a smile.


My chest immediately surged like shock, whether the ancients worshiped spirits and strongly believed in mystical things, but indeed in the film will be mostly like that. I just nodded and said Minah. I invited Batara to return to the old house while waiting for Broto and Batara nodded, then we went to the old house and Minah gave us a small snack to snack.


Djaya did not come because he had to help his mother, and Laksmi also had to do other homework. It was just me and Batara, we planned to bring some kind of fruit available in the old house to take home. Then I also saw the pencil orchid flowers that I was very difficult to find in the future and the flower was in front of Sri's house. I can't waste this opportunity.


"Batara.. I went there for a while, I want to ask permission on who has a house. " Saying.


"What do you want to bring? " ask Batara while pulling out the cassava stem.


"Flowers." Answer me, then quickly go next door.


I walked into the house next door and it looked the same as my vision. I knocked on the door a few times, until someone opened it. It turned out that there was a young man probably around 18 years old, thin and tall mustache, handsome and looking jutek.


"Hello ... " Whoa me clumsily.


"Yes? " Reply flat.


"Can I ask for that pencil flower? " Begging me, which I should have introduced myself first, stale first. This is why I was dumbfounded by his good looks.


"Hmm. I'm sorry, may you help me so that the flowers do not die when I get home. " My speech with clumsy and the use of my word is very formal, padahak with the family of Mr. Yadi was immediately familiar.


"Good." The answer is short again.


Then he prepared something so that the orchid could be carried.


"If you can meet, what is your name? " Tanyaku.


"Of." The answer.


"Hello Adi, I'm Amini. " My words are acquainted.


"You are much younger than me, still a child you can call only Adi! " snake it with a tinge.


"I'm sorry, aren't you young? " ask me again.


"I'm 22 years old, young but old enough for your age. " Reported ketus.


I didn't think he was an adult, but I thought he was just a teenager. He's handsome and a baby face.


"I'm sorry, I don't know. " Say me.


"That's it, it's okay. Where's your house? " Task her.


"My house is in the Cempaka area precisely in the street. "does not have time to tell he has cut my answer.


"Oh. You're where people are. " knock.


"No, "I was confused as to what to answer.


"This is the back, take good care. " Say him while giving flowers.


"Emm... thanks mas, emm but who lives the same? " my question might be a little strange.


"I live with my mom, why? " Task her.


"Mas, have you lived here long? " Tanyaku.


"No, maybe in about 8 years, this is my aunt's house. " the answer.


"Emm. My father's house is beside this mas, his name is Mr. Broto. " Say me.


"Sir Broto? you are one of our brothers. " the answer.


"Brother? " much confused.


"Let's go in. "he said telling me to come in.


In his car I went in and introduced to his mother, his mother was not feeling well so just lay down and I saw his meal was a banana in steamed. Then I asked why I could be their brother.....