Love Belongs to Us
Volendams 1

Sekar enjoys a close relationship with Danil, Volendam being their first destination, the city is located in the west, in the province of Noord Holland, Netherlands. This place is a tourist destination, located not far from Amsterdam, this village is on the edge of Lake Ijsselmeer.

This old fishing village is famous for its beautiful harbor, fish market, and traditional Dutch clothing.

Sekar and Danil start walking down De Dijk, an area around the main port, which is a shopping center and a beautiful residential derangement, they can see trawlers and fishermen who are anchored.

Danil smiled to see his wife who did not stop asking for photos in every corner, indeed the atmosphere here spoils anyone.

“Mam, wil je een photos of van ons made? (Mother, can you please take our photo?)” pinta Sekar, on a middle-aged woman who was observing him from earlier.

“Met plezier (with pleasure)” he replied while taking the phone from Sekar's hand.

“Wacht even mam (wait a minute mom)” pinta Sekar, walk up to her husband, and pull his hand, to take a picture.

“Is dit je man? (this is your husband?)”

“Ja mam (yes mother)” replied Sekar.

“Knappe echtgenoot (a handsome husband)” said as he patted Danil on the shoulder, he only smiled confusedly. “

“Klaar?(ready yet?)” ask again.

“Is klaar (ready)” replied Sekar.

“Een ... twee ... drie..(one ... two .... three ..)” he said gave a cue.

“Nog een keer mam (again mother),” pinta Sekar.

“Ok,” answer.

“Mas once again,” the door spoiled.

“You from Indonesia?” ask the woman.

“Iya mother, we are from Indonesia. Mother from Indonesia too?” ask Sekar.

“You guys take photos first, come on handsome boy, give the best photos to your wife,” her words while snapping them in many styles on every corner.

“Thank you mother, my name is Sekar, this is my husband mas Danil,” Sekar introduced.

“Call the same Oma Mien, I've lived here a long time. My family is still partly in Indonesia,” he said.

“Oma, what are you doing here?” ask Danil.

“Enjoy boy's day,” replied Oma Mien.

“How about if oma comes with us, I want to enjoy typical poffertjes here,” pinta Danil.

“Ok boy, with pleasure.”

In the spirit of oma Mien recounts the history of this village, and the memories that were present when Fred opa still existed.

“Today, wedding date oma and opa. Since we lived in the Netherlands, we have always celebrated both. We always eat a plate of poffetjes, bitterballen, opa drink black coffee, and oma always drink warm tea.”

“Oma loves opa for sure,” says sekar.

“Very, Alfred a good man, tough man. Danil, oma send a message yes, so that you always get along well, the woman likes to be spoiled,” Oma mien staring at Sekar. “What did oma say?”

“Iya oma,” replied Sekar. “Mas Danil is sometimes romantic,” said Sekar.

“You as the head of the family, must be strong, and protect your wife and children.”

“Each oma,” says Danil.

“You are also dear, be the best wife.”

“Siap oma,” replied Sekar.

“Sorry, oma must be alone, happy always yes you guys. If you mate we will meet again,” said oma Mien, then leave them both.

They return to the center of the village which is sometimes called the labyrinth, because the road is very narrow and confusing.

Danil rent sepada, the right way to explore this village. She tightened her grip on her husband's stomach. “Mas, later to the museum yes,” the door.

“You don't want to go on a boat first?” he did not answer, he was silent. Danil stopped pedaling his bike when he saw an empty chair near the cafe.

“Iya mas, but,”

“Mas can't be bad for you baby. If you are afraid, Bee can hug the mas or squeeze the hand of the mas, whatever you want to do.”

“But mas,”

“There was mas,” said Danil assured Sekar.

“Alright,” with heavy heart Sekar approved her husband's request. Sekar does not like anything that smells of the sea, the atmosphere of the beach he still likes. For her husband's sake, she agreed.

“Mas, but later to the museum yes,” the door.

“Ok Bee.”

Sekar really enjoy susana in this fishing village, there is an assumption not to the Netherlands if not to Volendam. If you ever see relatives or anyone in the photo using typical Dutch clothes, in Volendam this place.

“Mas ... mas .. mas ..”

“Why Bee?” asked Danil who immediately stopped his bike.

“We're photos yes,” the door. “That's a typical dress here,” he said while pointing to a brick-colored shop, etalasenya decorated photos of tourists from various countries in the world.

Danil also followed his tiny wife. finally in the photo using the clothes of the pride of the country, many photos printed by Danil, he wanted to decorate his home with memories of both of them.

“Siap ya Bee, after this we take a boat,” said Danil makes the sekar look stiffened. “Do not panic, there is mas.”

It seems Danil had planned it, evident when it reached the port, their ship was ready, with little forced Sekar to follow in her husband's footsteps.

“Mas,” Sekar tightens his hand grip.

“Quiet, there is a mas,” said Danil smiled, making Sekar join smile to reply.

The ship began to move away from the port, circling the small village, the tightening grip became increasingly loosened.

“You enjoyed Bee?”

“Mas, this is when is it finished huh?”

“In a minute, you still scared?”

“We won't fall, will we?”

“If it falls, you won't let go of Bee, like Jack and Rose in Titanic,” tease Danil.

“We're done, I don't want to be like them.”

Danil hugs his wife who feels uncomfortable “Beginning to finish,”

Sekar had a trauma, he used to go to college with his friends, and the ship they rented was damaged, when the weather was suddenly bad, strong winds, accompanied by high waves, and the, turn their ship upside down. Since then he has not dared to play in the sea.

Breathing a sigh of relief, when they had pulled over at the port, his face looked pale, yet he was currently able to control his trauma. Danil immediately invited to enter the cafe, not far from the port.

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