My World is Becoming Different
Welcome to Tanjung Tari Village ~ Tanjung Dance Village #3
As Ardi said some people began to arrive by riding a motorcycle that is usually used to ride the mountain to take food (you know it is almost like a dirt bike in a special design but with a shape simple, not a luxury trail bike to ride up the mountain ya).
Prasetia and others seemed stunned to see their invitations one by one began to come, there were 6 motorcycles with drivers each lined up neatly waiting for them in the courtyard of the village hall, with 1 motor that carries a fairly large cart in the back.
" Wih is cool." said Sinta with sparkling eyes.
" We're going up this seriously, sir?" tanya Aditya who still does not believe but immediately nudged by Tazkia for fear pak kades will be offended to hear Aditya's words.
" What about our stuff, sir?" ask Prasetia again.
" You take it easy for your goods to be brought by using it." said Ardi while pointing to the motorbike that had been in a carriage with a cart behind him to hold their luggage.
" Waduh nyesel I brought an expensive suitcase, know that I brought a backpack only yesterday" said Sinta in his heart.
When everyone was discussing the issue of departure, Aldo and Doni even immediately took the goods out of the car and arranged them in the cart to make other friends and then stunned by the actions of the two of them.
" Have they always been like that? without speaking but immediately working." said Tazkia who stared at Aldo and Doni.
" I don't know if I don't know either, they both don't like to blend in too much, which understands me." said Aditya while grunting annoyed.
" Once you know, you will be the tour of the campus" said Tazkia who immediately made Aditya snort annoyed.
" Hadn't fuss, let's go Aldo and Doni has finished tuh." said Sinta as he stepped up to ride the motorbike." I'm riding, sir?" said Sinta who was nodding back by the father.
One by one of them began to ride the bike until the remaining Prasetia who still farewell to the pack of kades.
" My friend and my friend said yes sir once again we thank you very much for his help" said Prasetia who was nodded by Ardi. "Oh yes the same send greetings yes sir to the father who helped us this morning" said Prasetia later.
" Which father?" asked Ardi confusedly.
" The father who was praying at dawn in Surau, he wore a white cocoa shirt with a green sheath sir" said Prasetia.
Hearing that Ardi was then confused, the article Ardi this morning also performed dawn prayers in Surau but he did not see the father who was meant by Prasetia.
" Are you sure he's in the mail?" ask Ardi again to make sure.
" The feeling there is no father with the characteristics of the father who said the young man, I did see them into the surau but there is no father who meant the young man. Maybe I forgot it? ah." said Ardi while staring at the departure of some students until it disappeared from view.
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The journey back they went through, the terrain that was taken this time was quite difficult especially with the conditions that ran out of rain last night making some land slippery and muddy, several times the wheels of their motorcycle tires stuck into the hole or sometimes slipped because of the slippery terrain.
The road is so steep and difficult not to lower the spirit of the six students to continue the journey, there was no sound of whining protest at all from the six, he said, because what they experience is included in the consequences or can be said to be part of the journey that will later become an experience for them if they want to go to remote areas.
Their journey passed with such joy that even their mud-filled shoes they ignored without complaining at all, the trip took almost an hour of travel, he said, after passing through the sharp twists and turns of the road they finally arrived at a village that is still quite beautiful with some houses made of bamboo, some of the buildings are still using bamboo but there are also some houses that already have walls or buildings such as houses in general although not as big as those in Jakarta.
When they got there was a large archway located on the right and left of the road that read "Welcome to Tanjung dari village". There they have been welcomed with various traditional dance dances accompanied by several people who have gathered there waiting for their arrival.
After one by one of them went down and brought their own goods, the residents who drove them were seen starting to leave and leave them, initially Prasetia offered to one of the residents to stop by for a short rest but was rejected on the grounds they had been waiting for their wives to immediately go to the rice fields and grow crops, but was refused, Prasetia who heard that reason certainly could not persuade him anymore other than to let them go.
They then approached one of the people who looked like the elders there and one by one they began to greet the person as a form of respect for him.
" Welcome to our village, son, we are glad that you will be able to help teach in our village" he said with a bright smile.
" No need to hesitate sir we are also very happy to be able to stop and give some of our knowledge to children here" said Prasetia. " Oh yes introduce my sir Prasetia, this is Tazkia, next to him Sinta, then Aditya, it's Aldo while next to him again Doni" said Prasetia introduced her friend.
" Yes greetings to you guys, I Harjo people here used to call him Mbah" he said.
" It's weird that this guy isn't too old why call me Mbah?" tanya Sinta in her heart guessed.
While the others were busy asking this and that while Tazkia was busy noticing some of the dancers who were busy chatting after finishing her dance. There were four dancers doing the show, but there was one person who made Tazkia very curious about him not because of his appearance or movement but more to his pale face and his gaze that was like a deep sadness.
Slowly Tazkia began to approach some of the young girls intend to say hello and ask questions, but like knowing the contents of his heart the girl then stepped away and disappeared from behind a big tree.
" Do you think my cock is too visible?" said Tazkia who stopped her steps when she saw the girl leave.
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