My Beloved Perjaka
Journey

"It's early. Not the end."

I ruffled my waist with one hand and looked at him sharply. Abhimanyu pushed the gate of the house and turned around. His hand was raised next to him, saying goodbye.

"Go home first. Sexy." Abhimanyu grimacing. Suddenly, I hurriedly threw the home sandal at him. "Go away, Abi! Go's..." My eyes glare.

Abhimanyu. Not long after, my sandals flew back towards me. But not to. Abhimanyu deliberately threw it towards the wall.

"Don't be fierce, Eli. It will be difficult to mate. Honey, pretty-beautiful singles." she cried with amused face.

I let out a breath. Abhimanyu kidding? Maybe he is stressed working in the entertainment world with many demands and needs entertainment. Let it go, it's a challenge, if he can get through it, he'll get tougher.

The white sedan stopped in front of the house, Abhimanyu immediately opened the passenger door. Abhimanyu looked, and,

"Don't go again Auntie, everything will be fine" he said before disappearing from my sight.

The white sedan drove on, letting me myself remember the good and bitter times of the days that passed with relief. Imagining him succeeding with the efforts and help of a clandestine gang, how different Abhimanyu's life is now.

His status as an actor, singer, anyway, that boy also has an apartment now? How busy is he and how much money does he receive? But the worst part is, gossip will haunt him all the time, dropping his career if this encounter still continues and is intimate.

Joe came with a pickup, I asked for all the information on the management agency that houses Abhimanyu.

I don't want to remember it constantly, seriously. Just that I must not be calm and my brain refuses to obey me, this brain starts to busy thinking about it again and again. But at least everything was fine, my heart warmed.

Single with a lot of fans? It tricked me and my job to be her lover was harder than kicking Brigitta from Abhimanyu's side. Fanatic fans especially. Ribet, ribet.

***

The travel car I was riding for almost four hours stopped in the courtyard of Aunt Marni's modest home away from the city. Shady trees, friendly people and cool air will be my escape for a week. I left home, Joe, and Abhimanyu. Again.

My choice must not be wrong, after returning home I will stay in the apartment. My parents' house is not safe, especially with the ongoing renovation. I'm sure even Abhimanyu or Narendra would have thought I wasn't home and they weren't looking for me.

"Well sure you slept at aunty's?" ask aunt Marni after we take all the stuff out of the travel.

"You sure auntie, why the hell doubt Bella? I was looking for free lodging again, so at aunt's house is enough, eat free too." I whispered and smiled widely.

"But promise not to cry?" aunt Marni is not happy.

"Why-why?" I'm sok panicking.

"Many lizards!" Aunt Marni replied in a fearful tone. My body immediately tensed up similar to meeting Abhimanyu. My eyes immediately glared, my lips grimacing. The fine hairs on my skin bristled.

"A lot of lizards, geckos too." I was nervous.

"He'eh." Aunt Marni nodded her head, "Where, Nyah? Still sure you want to sleep at your aunt's house or want to go back with a travel driver?"

The chance to return home is still there but Aunt Marni's contribution to my life is a lifetime. Yesterday because of my fear with lizards and geckos made me lose.

"I stay here, but if there are lizards and geckos. Auntie drive!" I said, clenching my hands, bracing myself.

"Auntie talks about it again, I'm so suebel heard it. Sebel." My cerocos while weaving a backpack on the ground.

"Auntie has the biggest other child she needs to marry a man she thinks can make me happy. Auntie understand? Auntie has to do that!"

My feet moved, pounding the old body of someone I called family.

One corner of Aunt Marni was lifted up, "O Allah, O Allah. How to sort, Nyah. Just one blur. Not good, just one that bothers you. So auntie's not dizzy."

I grimaced in the arms of Aunt Marni. "I'm afraid to say love first now. I'm kapok, aunt. I won't do it again or whine for blessing. Anyway I am a happy widow, I am happy with what I have now. If anyone wants to marry me, that person should know my flaws! All my flaws.

***

Tomorrow morning, busy at aunt Marni's house ahead of her child's wedding has been felt since dawn.

Under the sun. The first day here, aunt Marni and her family cleaned up after last night unpacking souvenirs.

The second day, we went to the city to buy a wedding ring and a wedding ceremony using public transport. A small cat-colored bus, sitting jostled with durable raw materials such as potatoes, eggs, bamboo besek, five sacks of rice and the smell of sweat that makes me dizzy and catch a cold on the third day.

On the fourth day, I improved after a day of rest. Today her activities are a proposal at the bride's house. And my job is to prepare the groom's family to look neat and fragrant.

On the fifth day. I immediately took part in the busy under the tarpaulin-clad tent. Prepare offerings to welcome invited guests present to give envelopes. Aunt Marni looked all that day, she told me. For the wedding the aunt must get more.

Day six is the highlight of the event. Dining. Happy day, full stomach and forget the diet. Though aunt Marni has reminded not to eat a lot. But it's called a happy day, free.

Closing a week of my existence in aunt Marni's hometown. I lay down on the cotton mattress after taking part in wedding equipment that all day accompanied by dangdut koplo song.

I stared at the ceiling of the room where there was no asbestos. Wood, precarious, and terror lizard became my own record in the journal of my journey to escape from Abhimanyu.

Door creaking. "Dad." Yeah."

"Yes, Bi?"

"That's it, the trip's coming." Aunt Marni sat on the mat. "Nyonyah's exhausted?"

I moved while stretching the muscles of the body. "Small, go to the spa."

Aunt Marni smiled warmly, but her gloating face caused me to go home alone.

"Promise first after missing aunt finished. Auntie's coming home in town!" I said fiercely near the travel car.

"Yes, nyah. Aunt promise."

"Suer?"

"Suer, Nyah. Suer tekewer kewer."

"Yes, I'm home." I said weakly.