Let Me Fall in Love
120. Tineung Paturay
Paturay tineung is a Sundanese term. Term for farewell event. Paturay \= parted, tineung/katineung \= affection/full love.
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"Before we eat, we pray first, Cutie. Let's just calm down." Akbar opened the safety belt so stop the car in the parking lot of special officials. When passing through the Great Mosque, there was an adzan duhur reverberating. It was still clear to the Seruni hotel.
"I'm an idiot, brother." Ami followed opening the safety belt. Waiting for the door to open. But precisely what was obtained was an intense view of Akbar with both corners of the lips drawn.
"Why is it so great, huh. I was salting. Hayu ah down!" Ami blocked the view by opening her palm in front of Akbar's eyes. The hand is grabbed and Akbar kisses the back of his hand.
"You told me first, that you're beautiful." Akbar was still holding Ami's delicate and tender hand. He was at home looking at the face that was now blushing pink.
"Alhamdulillah." Ami smiles with mereog shoulders. "Udah, ah. Comeondown. Afraid of any astral beings whispering evilly. Grandma said it was dangerous." Ami sings in the final sentence. Then asked Akbar to open the door.
Akbar chuckled and complied with Ami's request. Both went out and walked side by side towards the entrance from the side. Entering the elevator. Akbar asks Ami to wait in his office room as long as he goes to the mosque.
"Do you know what the meeting was at school?" Akbar opened the conversation after sitting opposite each other at the restaurant table. Her face was fresher with the upper hair slightly wet.
"You know very well. From last night I was in. What is Coach Akbar doing to school." Sahut Ami who was in the car was also waiting for Akbar to open the story.
Akbar smiled seeing Ami propping up her chin and seemed to be waiting. "The conclusion of the meeting was that this 12th class farewell event will be held in the ballroom Seruni."
"Wahh. How can?" Ami straightened her back with an unexpectedly surprised look.
"Can dong. Anything I can do for the people I love." Akbar winked one eye accompanied by a wry smile.
"Aihh, hot melt, Bang. If I were at home I would faint. If I am ashamed here. Just go under the table?" Ami uncovers a round tablecloth looking down at the bottom of the table.
Akbar chuckles. Ami's response has always been out of the box. Maybe women in general will blush and baper with glass. But Ami is still Ami who is always silly and adorable.
"Clearly dong, Brother. How can deal in ballroom Seruni.Is Akbar giving a discount or free? You pay the farewell fee is fixed."
"I give you a discount, Cutie. So the cost budget that had made the rental of the building, diverted to the rental ballroom. The lack of fees is subsidized from this hotel."
"Sister Akbar did that for me?"
Akbar nodded. "Yes. Rahmi Ramadhania's farewell ceremony should be special. The ballroom bidding discourse I told you about a month ago. Only the committee must deliber first. So I got an invitation to a meeting today. And deal deh."
"Aih. Brother Akbar from earlier made me melt continuously. Thanks, Brother." Ami smiled widely while tilting her head.
"Summit thank you properly dong."
"What's the right one?"
"You stood here and hugged me." Akbar raised both eyebrows accompanied by a ignorant grin.
"Oh that. I'll call Papa first. If Papa ngizinin I'll hug Brother." Ami prepared to reach into his phone from inside a sling bag. But Akbar prevented it first.
"Don't, Cutie. I can be punished with the general." Akbar raised both hands up. Made Ami giggle full of victory.
Chef intervened to serve a special lunch menu for the boss Seruni accompanied by a waiter who pushed a trolley. Make it easy to enjoy with a nod and a smile full of courtesy and hospitality.
Serious conversation is over time to enjoy lunch. Akbar and Ami enjoyed it in a relaxed atmosphere.
Ami knows how to position herself. Although often joking, he adjusts to the situation where he is. Eating with a graceful attitude accompanied the owner of the hotel who from entering the hotel always gets a nod of respect from all employees.
Almost 2 hours in Hotel Seruni. Not just sitting in a restaurant. But also get into the office space and join Leo who is struggling with a laptop and mobile phone. Ami relaxes there for a moment. Because Akbar had to listen to Leo's report before driving home to Ciamis.
"Sir, sing yuk." Ami said after the yellow car rolled on the highway leaving Hotel Seruni. The phone has been unlocked and scrolls looking for songs.
"OKAY. Not recorded?" Akbar glanced at the sight of Ami who was still choosing the song.
"Direkam. I'll post it in the tok for a memento."
"OKAY. But practice is yes." Akbar cleared his throat to check his voice.
"Song Melly yes, Brother. Title If. Not memorized?"
"Remember forgetting. I am the reffef part. It's while driving."
And along the way to Ciamis were lovers humming in a car driven at medium speed. Cheerful, full of happiness, and courage Ami who kissed the back of Akbar's hand for the first time. Shamefully blushing.
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Ballroom Hotel Seruni has been filled by 12th grade students and also parents or guardians. The event with the title Paturay Tineung finally arrived, after facing the stage of the exam in the beginning of February to early May. It is time to release all students who are 100% graduated to step in a new round to achieve their dreams and ideals.
All students wear dress codes that have been determined by the school. The male disciple was wearing an old ash suit suit with a black long-sleeved shirt. Female students wear a light gray modern kebaya with a black base of gray batik motifs.
The headmistress of Al Barkah is delivering a speech after the recitation of the holy verse of the Qur'an presented by Padmavati Syahreza, the second winner of the MTQ International student level equivalent High School held in Cairo Egypt.
"Father and Mother guardians whom we respect. Before closing this paturay tineung welcome, let me make an important announcement that must be known by Mr. Mother and the audience all. That the Al Barkah High School every year always gives appreciation and appreciation to students who are selected to be exemplary students. The school committee has selected who is entitled to an honor belt as an exemplary student of class 20xx/20xx."
The vast ballroom was suddenly silent. All attention was focused on the Headmaster who was opening a sealed envelope.
"Bismilbornrahmanirrahiim. Based on the assessment of academic and non-academic achievements during the three years of study, we hereby choose and decide that the exemplary students of the school year 20xx/20xx are...."
Jreng jreng
"Congratulations to Rahmi Ramadhania from IPA3 class. Selected as the Exemplary Student of the school year 20xx/20xx." the speech of Mr. Muhtar as the principal received a standing ovation from all attendees as well as the furore of the IPA 3 class that gave standing applause to Ami.
Standing applause is also seen from the row of seats in the third row from the front, namely the mother of Sekar, Pak Bagja and Akbar. The three of them stared proudly at Ami who was walking towards the stage.
The head of the Al Barkah foundation put a shawl of honor on Ami's shoulder. Giving trophies and symbolic boards in the form of education savings of 10 million rupiah.
Ami said his greetings as an opening speech. The modern kebaya dresscode with its light gray color adheres gracefully to its slender body. The kebaya and tailor models are from Sundari boutiques.
"The first and foremost is my thanksgiving to Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala. Infinite thanks to my mother, Papa, my three brothers. Family harmony has given positive vibes, shaping me into a person who is full of enthusiasm and mentally healthy. Thank you also to my beloved Al Barkah High School, all the teachers who have guided me, as well as my beloved classmates who have been together for 3 years. I love you a piece of rubber." Ami gave the flying kiss that all classmates received with a screech of excitement and excitement.
"Last, special thanks to the coach who has guided me since the 10th grade second semester until now. Without her coaching, I could stand on this stage to receive the highest honors from the school." The views of Ami and Akbar also intertwined. Same smile mesem. Akbar blinked his eyes and nodded his head.
"Should be called dong. What's the coach's name." Chirps the host who stood 1 meter away on the right Ami. And suddenly got the suan Marga and the excitement of friends of Ami's class.
Ami smiled grimacingly with a face that had turned pink. Breathe in before continuing his final speech. "Sir Akbar Pahlavi Bachtiar. Thank you for your guidance all along. I've been a coach and motivator I'm very reliable, patient and, painstaking."
Confidently, Akbar stood up and gave his two thumbs up and a sweet smile.
Hayu batur, hayu batur
Urang kumpul sarrea
Hayu batur, hayu batur
Urang sosonoan heula's
Pileuleuyan, pileuleuyan
Pegat simpay's broom
Pileuleuyan, pileuleuyan
Paturay, patepang
Amit retreat, amit retreat
Amit ka jalma nu
Amit retreat, amit retreat
Da kuring ngumbara
Is a song titled Pileuleuyan, is a regional song in West Java . Now being brought by a choir of representatives of students of art class 11. Accompanying all the disciples who shake hands with each other, cuddling, in a day and teardrops.
Ami and Kia hugged tightly with a hug the longest. SNMPTN announcement results have been confirmed both accepted at each campus dreams. A good-bye always leaves sadness. Although this is only a temporary separation. Because someday fate and destiny will be reunited. In different situations and conditions.
Split with you
It's made me s'more understand
How beautiful to be together
Which I always remember
Go the way, sweetheart
You are the love of my life
I lost you
For s'long after
Is a song owned by Rita Effendi performed by one of the 10th grade students with full of passion and passion. The end of the Paturay Tineung event. The audience gradually left the hotel ballroom. Some choose a photo spot on the rooftop to take pictures.
The old students have also come out. Including Ibu Sekar, Pak Bagja and Akbar, had already left the ballroom and would wait for Ami in the restaurant. Because Ami is still taking pictures with her friends.
"Surprise!" said a man standing behind Ami who was still a henchman sitting with Kia while eating a snack. The sadness of the newness mix is draining energy so hungry and thirsty.
"Aa... ihh when is it coming?" Ami stood up jumped with her bare face and sparkling eyes.
"Came by the door of Doraemon. Here, make Ami and Kia. You are proud sisters of Aa. Congratulations on graduating from High School." Zaky handed over two bouquets of flowers containing colorful mini dolls to Ami and Kia.
"Aihh, the bouquet of ucul. I like I like. Thank you, I am the most beautiful." Ami hugged Zaky with a sister's affection towards her brother.
"A Zaky, thank you very much. Didn't think I got a bouquet from A Zaky either." Kia also did not expect to see Zaky again after the breakup in front of his fried rice stand a few months ago. He greeted Zaky by sticking the back of his burly hand to his forehead.
Why does the heart still beat. Though the feeling is trying to move on. "You're like a sister to me." It is an alarm that always goes on whenever Kia is reminded of the figure of a young man who once came to the fried rice kiosk wearing a cocoa shirt and sarong. That was the first impression of falling in love with her brother Ami.
Tbc
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The aura of separation with the AmBar couple is increasingly felt yes. I also felt it getting heavier. It's hard if you have to write down the word 'The End'. Love sajen again yes let me strong nulisnya 🤧
Who wants to see the beauty of Ami & Akbar singing, just check the story ig authorenia.