LOVE BLOWS FROM REUNION
Episode 70: WITNESS TO THE OMNIPOTENCE OF THE LORD

    Hamdan has completed the homestay booking files that will be booked to the tour manager of Kampung Nirwana, the development of regional infrastructure. He plans to send the files to Jogja, of course with family. The plan will take his wife and children.

    On Saturday morning, a white Fortuner car came out of the Hamdan family home. Yayan, Silvy's husband, was driving the car. Hamdan sat in front beside his son-in-law who was driving. Rini and Silvy sat in the middle. Of course while chatting with various stories each.

    The white car drove on the cross-Java toll road at standard speeds, though sometimes exceeding the set speed. Of course see the situation of the street crowd. Understandably on Saturday, many cars are out on the go on a trip. Ordinary Jakarta people like that, every weekend traveling looking for a fresh atmosphere for refreshing. It is only fitting that every Saturday Sunday the Puncak area is always crowded and jammed. With the construction of the cross-Java toll road, now Jakarta people who want to refreshing many who go outside the area, such as in the direction of Solo - Jogja. So the cross-Java toll road is also crowded with vehicles that want to travel.

    "Well, we'll stop at the Brebes rest area, yeah .... Mamah wants to buy salty eggs for souvenirs" said Rini who had ordered to her husband.

    "Yes, Mah .... All rest." said Hamdan.

    "Father Yudi was bought, Mah." Silvy chimed in on his master plan.

    "Yes ..." answered the mother.

    "Later I want to know the reaction of Mis Yuna if eating salted eggs .... Hehe ..." said Silvy.

    "Mis Yuna, who?" ask papa.

    "Oh, Papah ...! Mis Yuna is a girl from Japan, Pah .... Who built a tourist attraction in Nirwana Village." explained Silvy.

    "Oi .... Beautiful, right?" ask her again.

    "Yes beautiful, Pah .... Nih, the photo ..." said Silvy who immediately showed a photo of himself with Mis Yuna, who was on his HP.

    "Hmmm .... Beautiful ..." said his papa who observed the photos on HP Silvy.

    "Still girls, Pah ...." Rini.

    "Oo ..., this is what Mamah said Silvy would match?" ask Hamdan.

    "Yes, Pah .... You want to, Dad?" ask Rini to her husband.

    "Who? If it is Yudi, it will be .... Beautiful people like that, really ..." said Hamdan.

    "Yes, Papah .... Gini-gini, Mamah used to be beautiful too!" rini said sewot.

    "Yes, it must be, Mah .... If not beautiful, Papah where would .... Hehe ..." seduced by her husband.

    Of course, his children laughed to witness the behavior of his unclean to his father.

    "If Miss Yuna, would you like to, Pah?" Silvy asked again.

    "Lha, if that's what I don't know. Because he is Japanese ..." Hamdan replied.

    "Well, what if the Japanese are, Pah?" ask Rini.

    "That's exactly what you understand, Mas Yayan .., who has studied the culture of various nations." said Hamdan.

    "Yes, Mas ...? How, Mas? Why, Mas?" Silvy immediately rained the question to her husband who was driving.

    "Don't bother your husband, Silvy .... Mas Yayan was driving ..." said his mother who reminded Silvy.

    "No papa, Mah .... It can even reduce speed." said Silvy's husband.

    "How about, Mom? Mis Yuna would like to not, to marry a Jogja?" silvy asked her husband.

    "I don't know Miss Yuna .., I've never met. Can't give a judgment." replied her husband lightly.

    "I mean about girls in Japan, Mas .... Is he getting married?" firmly Silvy.

    "Japanese women who are already working, especially career women like Mis Yuna, usually do not want to get married. The real reason is not because of the culture, but on the issue of a career. They do not want to be disturbed by the affairs of children, husbands or households. So if they are already working, usually do not want to be disturbed by marriage. There is even research that states if Japanese women who have a position or career in work, the higher the position the more unmarried. It's not culture, Pah .., but because of economic factors." explains Yayan, Silvy's husband.

    "Oo ..., so yeah ...." Hamdan and Rini simultaneously accept his son-in-law's explanation.

   "Whatever the reason, Silvy will try to seduce Mis Yuna. At least have made an effort. That's it, Mah." Sergah Silvy who really wants Yudi to marry Yuna.

    "You think so too, Silvy .... I feel sorry for Yudi, I'm old and I'm not married" said Rini.

    The car kept going, the passengers kept talking. Until without feeling, the driver has turned the car in the Brebes rest area. Of course to take a break, cool the car engine, to the restroom, and who should not forget to buy souvenirs of salted eggs.

    After finishing resting, buying stomach fillers, and buying souvenirs, Yayan, Silvy's husband who drives a car, returns to drive his car on the highway. This time it was not just running at the speed standard. But the young man drove the vehicle at a fairly high speed. A smart rider, able to drive the vehicle stably. So even though fast still does not feel rocking and remains comfortable. The proof, the three passengers in the car were all asleep. However, Yayan remained vigilant and cautious. Until finally, the white car had exited the Kartasura toll gate, towards Jogja.

    Hamdan was awake, as the car he was riding shook as it crushed the sleeping police.

    "Well, how come you've gone off the toll? Where to, us?" ask Hamdan.

    "This has entered the city of Klaten, Pah ..." said his son-in-law.

    "Wow, have you reached Klaten? How fast to whine?" Rini who woke up also asked.

    "Regular, Mah .... Since Mamah is sleeping, then do not count her slow .... Hehe ..." ledek his son-in-law.

    "To where, Mas?" silvy asked who was also awake.

    "Have entered Klaten City, soon enter Jogja." said her husband.

    "Take it, Mas .... We'll stop by for lunch." tell Hamdan to his son-in-law.

    "Yes, Pah .... What do you want to eat?" yayan answered the son-in-law who continued to drive his car slowly.

    "What do you want Silvy to eat?" ask Hamdan.

    "I want seafood, Pah .." replied Rini.

    "Yes, Pah .., Silvy would too." said his daughter.

    "OKAY. Car safe, Mas .... We stopped and parked in Klaten Square. We'll search while we walk. It looks like there's a seafood restaurant in the area" Hamdan said.

    The present era is easy, want to find anything just slide HP, have met. Sophisticated.

    Yayan immediately marginalized his car in the parking area of the west side square. Just walking across, had arrived at the seafood restaurant which was near the square of Klaten. The restaurant is quite famous. He said it tasted good. At lunchtime, it is crowded with visitors. Luckily Hamdan and his family got there already past lunch hour, so it is not so crowded.

    And it's really delicious. The four of them were all over, so happy to enjoy the food. Of course, the price is very cheap when compared to Jakarta. Hamdan ordered in large portions. Culinary prices in Klaten City, a small city in Central Java, do not compare with Jakarta.

    Yayan returned to running his car. Directly to Parang Tritis Beach. Silvy brings the map app to life on line. Google Maps. Rini watches left right. Of course not to be rude.

    In just about an hour, they had reached the parking lot of Kampung Nirwana. There are tour drivers who intercept. Of course usually cars are parked in the field, and to get to the attractions they have to ride a tourist car.

    "I'm sorry, Mas .., we're going to Mas Yudi's house" Hamdan told the man, after opening the door.

    "Oh, yes .., Mr. Already know the direction to Mas Yudi's house, nggih?" ask the person who intercepted earlier.

    "It .... We've been there." replied Hamdan again.

    "But this hour Mas Yudi is still on the top of the hill, still waiting for development, sir." said the man again.

    "When we meet at work can't we?" ask Hamdan.

    "Can't, sir .., the road to Taman Awang-awang is temporarily closed for the project." said the tour driver.

    "It's okay .... We'll just wait at his house." said Hamdan.

    "Bah, I'm going down here. Want to follow Papah Yudi in his park" said Silvy who had opened the car door and got out.

    "Silvy ..., just later ...!" yell mamahnya.

    "No, Mah .... Papah Samah to Pah Yudi's house first. Silvy wants to see Papah Yudi's work." said Silvy who immediately asked for the driver to be escorted to the top of the hill. By riding a motorcycle.

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    At the top of Taman Awang-awang hill, Yuna, who was assisted by Bagas and Pak Haryadi, had just finished dividing the workers' pay. Of course the atmosphere at the top of the hill was crowded, because people were happy to receive payment. The cheerful laughter of the workers was heard everywhere. At least smile while putting the money into his wallet or pocket. Get money. Although later there will be directly given to his wife for shopping or other family needs. At least they can earn. Gain sustenance.

    Yuna sat on the stepped stairs that had been completed. Stairs made of natural stone order installed with cement sand, look artistic. It stretches from east to west, and curves to the south. There are five steps. Every two-meter gap for the road, there was a place built higher and finely plastered to sit. The people of Jogja call it buk. The buk is a place to sit. From that place, as far as the eye can see the natural beauty of the three directions, east, south and west. At the bottom of the staircase, has been installed paving block as wide as one meter, for the road to the location of photo spots located on the edge of the hill on the east, south and west sides. Directly adjacent to the southern coast. It's been neatly arranged. While on the sidelines between roads, the plan will be planted with various ornamental plants, to make it look beautiful. Deliberately at that location is not planted large trees or other buildings, so that the view is not blocked.

    Naturally as usual, Yuna wanted to watch the beauty of the sunset in the Southern Ocean.

    Yudi who has come from last afternoon, has helped the artisans arrange goods in the barracks. Because tomorrow is Sunday they're off. We have to make sure there is no equipment outside. Then he checked into various places. Ensure that there are no dangerous items and must be arranged neatly.

    Suddenly, there was the roar of the motor that was raising the gas. Of course, the motor gas must be faster to ride the uphill road to the top of the hill.

    "Hee ...! What's to?! The tourist attraction is still closed, there is construction!" yudi shouted when he saw men and women in arms going up the hill, which was thought to be a picnic.

    "Introduction to guests, Mas Yudi!" biker's sahut.

    "Oo .., you to, Jo .... Who's taking?!" ask Yudi who understands the driver.

    "This, there is someone nyari Mas Yudi." said the rider who went straight to Yudi's place.

    And, after the piggybacking passenger got off ....

    "Father Yudi ...! Silvy kangen ..." said the woman who was riding the motorcycle.

    "Oh my goodness ..., Silvy ...?! Why did it get here?!" Yudi was shocked when he found out that Silvy, his girlfriend's daughter.

    Spontaneous Silvy directly hit and hugged Yudi. Not only hugging, even Silvy also kissed Yudi's left cheek right.

    "Papah's body is all dirty, Silvy ..." said Yudi who was hugged. Then let go of the embrace of his adopted son.

    Yudi gave fifty thousand bills to the man who delivered Silvy, whom he called "Jo" earlier.

    "Thank you, Mas Yudi .... I'm going down ...!" said the biker who immediately turned his bike down the hill.

    "Yes .., be careful!" answer Yudi.

    "That .., Silvy kangen!" said Silvy who again deflected hugging Yudi's hand.

    "Come ..., come with me .... We'll meet Mis Yuna. There was a beautiful one here, which every afternoon was always witnessed by Mis Yuna. We're going there" said Yudi, who asked Silvy to meet Yuna.

    The two of them stepped until they reached the staircase that had a bus of seats.

    "Mis Yuna ...!!" suddenly Silvy shouted as he looked at Yuna who was sitting in the buk.

    Yuna who heard the voice call from a woman, immediately turned to the origin of the voice.

    "Silvy ...?!" Yuna could not believe it.

    "Mis Yuna ..., I miss you ...!" silvy shouted that directly hit Yuna.

    The two beautiful women immediately embraced, releasing her longing. Especially Silvy, who was clutching tightly to Yuna, as she was already eager to meet that admired woman.

    "Come on, sit here .... We see the beauty of the sunset." invite Yuna to sit watching the sunset.

    Then the three of them sat in the buk, watching the sunset together. Yudi was in the middle, flanked by two beautiful women. Looks very friendly. Yudi's right hand hugged Yuna's waist. His left hand held onto Silvy's shoulder. Yuna's hand held Silvy's hand which was on Yudi's lap. Silvy's head was already resting on Yudi's left shoulder. What a great affection from an old virgin. Yudi and Yuna are father and mother, while Silvy is her son. A happy and prosperous family is having a picnic together.

    Silvy who was absent, certainly felt the greatest comfort, from Yudi's embrace and Yuna's hand. While asking Yuna and Yudi a lot, the young woman continued to heat up.

    Mantari began to descend towards the contest. Soon it will be swallowed up by the South Sea horizon. The big reddish orange ball, like the eyes of a god who would not blink, looked at the three men who watched him go to hide.

    The three of them witnessed the beauty of the natural painting, which was like the paintings of maestros.

    "Silvy .., Yuna ..., look at the power of God. We are only weak beings, we should be grateful to enjoy the beauty of His creation. Here, we are only witnesses" Yudi told the two women he was holding.

    The two women clutched Yudi's body. Like the blue sea of the South Coast that has been holding the sun.