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44. Guests

Night, cold, the wind and noisy rain, it feels warm in the house because the guests we like the presence of his makes it feel so warm and intense, but not brother, because the guests we love his presence, but the familiarity is so thick. The sound of rain and thunder does not make noise anymore, because the sound of jokes and crisp laughter makes the pleasure more felt at night.

"Amini, if you look around, you're beautiful. " Say Djaya.

"Oh yeah? why did you just realize it. " Ask me.

"Maybe because you're so graceful today, it's so different at my place. " the answer.

Then lami scattered with various jokes Djaya, maybe when at home I look very unclear, can not control emotions and expressions, especially I do not wear powder or good clothes. If for now I am beautiful, Amini is beautiful and charming.

"Eh .. Amini. here "Bisik Adi.

"Why mas? " Ask me.

"What are you talking about with my mom? " Task Adi.

"Many, but why? " Tell me back.

"I saw a little relief in my mother. " the answer.

"Yes .. Your mother is so cool. " Saying.

"Why? " ask her.

"Your mother doesn't interfere in other people's affairs, she could even come along. " Answer.

"Yes, I admit it. " Say Adi.

"But, that hereditary breed like the sixth sense also decreased to me because I was the only child. " She said.

"really? then what do you see now? " ask me.

"Behind this window, there was a huge black figure watching us inside. " His answer while stroking the nape of his neck.

"Is he bothering? " Ask me.

"No, he's just wondering what we're doing inside and why so many people are. " the answer.

"Then? what else? " Tell me again.

"If it is in the house there may be, but the figure is not disturbing. There are children or old grannies guarding the place where Mr. Broto painted and there are some human-faced animals in the backyard. " Answer him.

"Surprising huh? " Ask me.

"No, they're just poor kids starving and finding this house so it's probably just a while playing, if the grandma seems to really like painting. " His reply described with a tense face, yet still handsome.

"How can you be good at carving wood? " Task me curious.

"Who is that figure? " Tell me again, because I'm the only one here who asks like an interrogation.

"Mom says, it's our ancestors." Answer her.

"Well, that's really cool. " Say me.

"What do you feel right now? " Task Adi.

"Feel happy, but also sad. Uh but I'm like someone's peeking in the back door. " Say me.

"Yes.it looks like Amini. " Answer him.

"What's? " I said.

"Amini.. Do you have a twin? it's very similar to you. " Task her.

"No. But sometimes there is something like this here. " Answer me.

"It could be, forget it don't look. " She said.

"Adi, it's time to go to bed, tomorrow morning we have to go back. " Said bu Sari.

"Back after breakfast first.. " Said Mr. Broto.

We all slept well together, I slept with Laksmi before bed she told me a lot about how she learned to cook or how she tried to love her husband, because when suddenly there is a man who tries to ask for her and without feeling it will be very difficult, especially to have a deeper and intense relationship.

I didn't realize I was asleep and somehow Laksmi was upset at staying asleep. When I woke up Laksmi was no longer beside me, it turned out that everything was cooking. Very happy to see this situation. Seeing good people gather.

But suddenly Asmirah came and was surprised because in his house there were many people and felt unusual, because his brothers only rarely gather, even if there is a guest entertaining event was only an important client. Everyone was silent when Asmirah came and Mr. Broto explained the current situation, Asmirah tried to smile and stay calm when I knew for sure he did not like it.

At this time the highlight is bu Sari who looks teary with a face full of sadness, whether she might see the Diajeng bu with Asmirah, she said, because of this, Diajeng ma'am always follows Asmirah. I'm very curious but Miss Sari's face can't lie. Asmirah greets all the guests and the clean-up part will help with cooking.

Miss Sari suddenly gave me permission, wanted to go to my room there was something to talk about but not talk to me, but another figure and it was probably Diajeng ma'am. I helped mbok Darmi burn the chicken intended to be brought home by the guests, this is the kindness of Mr. Broto. And Asmirah came and told me not to go near fire and smoke. Indeed, Asmirah loved Amini so much that she seemed so caring and loving.

It looks mbok Darmi so bad because Asmirah is pregnant. But Asmirah just relax because she knows that Amini is the one who wants to help. When everything was done and we ate food while many were kepo, there was an event what Asmirah went out of town in a pregnant condition. Asmirah also told me with pleasure and pride because she was learning to make clothes that could be a trend, he said, so he learned it all in the space of a few days and he is also grateful to have a husband who is not conservative and willing to support his wife.

All the more curious and asked in detail, Asmirah also felt supported and appreciated to be good as well as the mood. They talked for a long time and finally decided to go home. They are grateful to be invited and welcomed even in the gift of roasted chicken for all guests. They are very happy and happy.

After they left the house back quiet and silent, mbok Darmi busy with cleaning, Batara busy with his carvings, because he was taught to sculpt by Adi, Mr. Broto busy with his paintings, he was busy with his sculptures, Asmirah rested because of fatigue. I just lay in my room staring at the ceiling and trying to summarize what I knew while I was here.

Until I finally fell asleep because of the satiety as well. Batara came to wake me because there are guests who must be met by the whole family, I was actually lazy to meet him, maybe client Mr. Broto or friend Asmirah so I continued to sleep again, and Asmirah woke me up, told me to change my clothes and tidying my hair, very excited this Asmirah. I went to the bathroom to wash my face and change my clothes and get my hair done.

When I came out and introduced to the father and his 2 children, as well as the old man and his 1 granddaughter who turned out to be an old man and his grandson were servants, so he brought his master's belongings. They came here to visit and buy paintings and clothes, the things he brought were his payment. But this family seemed rich with very arrogant thoughts, his grandfather and grandson were very sorry with tired faces.

When I asked her the name of her grandson who might be 3 years older, and it turned out that his name was Salim, could this be what Amini liked? was Salim Roy's great-grandfather? Instantly I smiled because I was somehow happy to meet Roy's ancestor. Maybe it'll look like Roy or I don't know if I feel close as a friend.