Maryati... Is True Love Struggle, Love And Devotion
chapter 3 Night adventure

The twilight has come...

the sun began to duck, and some small children ran from the river, followed by their mother who fiercely chased with twigs in her hands..

Like his mother was angry, and the twig as a weapon to scare her children.

Maryati who was sitting on the stairs laughed amusedly at the sight.

"Hihihi.pasti bath do not remember coming home.exactly when I was a child"

His memories.

Maryati looked at her head into the door of her house, and her mother and father were still lying on their shabby mats.

There is a sense of wanting to build, right, but he holds it.

"Well, they're too tired today"

Say it slowly.

Not yet had he shifted his gaze, his mother moved.then sat watching Maryati., they looked at each other.

"Loch has woken up Mak.so I want to wake up, but the father looks tired"

"Yes.pain all the calf and waist feel of the mak"

The middle-aged woman looks to be massaging her two calves for a moment, then tidying up her hair and rolling her, not forgetting to tidy up the worn batik cloth she was wearing.

He stood up, walked towards Maryati.

"Why sit alone, Mar??where are your friends?, usually if the afternoon like this is crowded with your friends "

"They're cleaning up Mak's house again.Tomorrow Sunday..

tomorrow we'll play games, let's not bother tomorrow,"

"Oh"

Masning then went down and took the bucket and the towel that was draped under his house.

"If your tub wakes up, say you take a bath Mar..!"

the woman passed from the front of Maryati, heading to the river to bathe.

Maryati herself had been doing it since earlier, before dusk came.

Soon her father woke up, and then looked for her mother.

"Where is mar?"

"Bath tub.the river."

Maryati answered who was still sitting sweetly on the steps of her house.

Not long,, though,,

"Mar...Mar..."

Seen Asiyah, down the stairs of her house.approaching Maryati who was sitting.

"Why then?"

Maryati is confused.

"Tonight you're going out??"

Ask asiyah,,

"Yes, I want to find the fortune of durian season."

"Who wants to go Mar?"

"Most me, Leha, Rida and you want to come??

"Okay.I'm coming with ya..."

Every durian season in her village, it will be a windfall field for Maryati and her friends.Their habit is to go down the road, and approach the truck cars that are carrying durian, and,they will offer services to unload trucks, down and move durians, their wages will receive durian even money for them to take home.

Dusk turned dark, Maryati and her parents were preparing to pray magrib.

"Mak.after magrib, I want to go out with Iyah and others yes.."

"Where are you going, mar??"

"I want to unload durian mak.."

"Oh.iya, tadi mak loa many people sell durian.seems like durian season this year more"

Maryati's father looked at his two favorite women, as well as stretching prayer mats for them to congregate.

15 Minutes passed..

After the meeting,,

"Mar.be careful you are, son.don't be too late.."

"Yes bak..."

Maryati answered while clearing her face.

"I go first mak.bak"

Maryati pamit.when from the outside heard her name called by her friends.

Sure enough when the door was opened, Asiyah and Leha were ready with a big plastic bag in hand.

They walked hand in hand while humming cheerfully as if there were no burdens.

In the middle of the road they stopped in front of a hut that was no less old than the Maryati hut.

"Faridaaaaa.faraa"

Call them compact.

"Yeah"

Farida replied from within, and immediately came out.

"Eh.tadi said Nurdin just as Roni wants to come"

Farida told her friends.

"Well, let's add rame.so if we go home the night is not afraid"

Maryati.

said Farida again.

They went back down the narrow alleyway where they lived..

The red dirt road will be dry and very hard if the dry season, but will be very slippery and sticky if the rainy season has arrived.

That's how things are in the village where Maryati's residence is still very slum.

There are only a few houses whose buildings are semi-permanent, and only a few families who have private vehicles the rest are still very compact and far from prosperous.

In front of their alley, Nurdin and Roni were crouching waiting for their friends.

"Wooooyyy, how old are you guys..

I'm done with a mosquito bite"

Shouted Nurdin, scratching his hands and calves.

"Maha..."

Asiyah laughed at Nurdin's behavior..

"Why laugh..??"

Ask Roni..

"Udin's funny.it's like his brother's at the zoo.."

Ejek Asiyah while continuing to chuckle..

"Busyettt..Well "

Tymphal Farida.

"Yaaa.like that's about"

Nurdin slapped the shoulder of the asiyah who was chuckling.sambut sewot and said.

"Nice yahoo thyself to me"

The laughter from all of them.

They walked back through the night.

not far from them..

Seen 2 truck cars just stopped and markirnya on the roadside.

Maryati and her gang who saw it.

They cheered running towards the truck.

"Excuse me sir.. Can we help you down, right?? "

Maryati asked the truck driver and his partner.

"May.can....may you??"

Ask the truck driver, who seems hesitant to see the skinny and small physical Maryati.

"Can sir, we're all used to it every year like this."

"Well, arrange it in the tarp over there.."

The driver pointed towards the tarp they were stretching on the roadside.

Then they split 2 teams for 2 trucks, each 3 people.for 1 durian truck car.

Not felt almost 1 hour.they decreased somehow how many hundreds of durian fruit from a large truck to the roadside.

After everything was sorted out, they were called by the truck driver, and,,

"Sir..Dek..here you guys..! how many are you guys??"

"6 people sir"

Reply Maryati.As soon as you wipe the sweat that flows on her forehead.this is really a night sport.

"OK.kalian rest first, it's eating this durian.."

Said the driver by pouring 2 durian to his colleagues to open.

immediately there was a sharp aroma from the king of the fruit.

" It's eating.."

Tawar the driver's father who has finished opening durian for them.

As fast as lightning to the 6 teenagers were scrambling to storm the very sweet and legit durian fruit.

In a matter of minutes 2 pieces of durian run out without rest.

"Sir.we're done.."

Maryati said as she stepped towards the truck driver.

"Okay, thank you.."

Then the truck driver poured a 5 thousand rupiah note to each of them.

"You can bring home 1 piece each.."

The driver said with a smile.

With excitement.they again raided the pile of durian.and chose to be brought home.

After each holding 1 piece of durian, with a compact they say goodbye to the driver.with not forgetting to say thank you.

Before you go home, though,,maryati collected the seeds of durian fruit scattered and then put them into a plastic bag and in it back into the sack where she put the durian fruit given by a truck driver.

They walked home with durians for their families.

Maryati smiled.then looked up her head looking up at the sky.

"Thank God for your gift tonight.."

Say it in the heart.

The laughter along the way made the fatigue that had attacked disappear instantly.

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