Nackal Duda

Nackal Duda
Ballad Syrup


Tired of shopping makes Dari immediately fall asleep after bathing and praying Isya. He didn't even wait for me first, and fell asleep right away. Naturally, he was very happy and active while shopping. All the funny and unique things he wanted to buy.


I saw his face that looked very shady while he was asleep. His face was calm and peaceful. I inserted the dangled hair boy in front of his face behind his ear. Now I see the beautiful face of my wife.


The more dance here the more beautiful it looks. Now, He who is usually indifferent to appearance begins to pay more attention to it. The risk of having a husband who is as insignificant as I am is having to keep up appearances, because I could be tempted by other girls who look more attractive.


Face Dance looks clean and natural because it rarely wears makeup except when going out. Everyday at home she dresses up naturally and sometimes wears lipstick to attract my attention.


His body is not too thin, more precisely contained and a little m*ntok because it has two assets that are so tempting. Dance is nice to see. No chatter and he is also a great friend.


Without feeling it has been 2 months more we live a household that is so full of ups and downs trials and problems in it. We who were originally 2 people who did not know each other were even united in marriage.


Initially only pity is created, then slowly began to arise a sense of admiration to see him many advantages. Awe also turned into a sense of belonging, not wanting anyone to seize it. I am currently in the period of having. Won't we go into the phase, anyway?


I never thought I could be so angry and jealous to see him with another guy. At first I tried to be quiet and indifferent to the feelings I felt. However, being upset, angry and afraid of losing made me feel what it was called jealousy.


That guy was the perfect rival for me. He looks good and also has a good job. Naturally, if I feel jealous, Dance could have left me to be with that man. Especially if the man constantly teases him and offers to give me happiness that I cannot give.


When I started loving Tari, I felt so dwarfed at the time. I feel like I'm a man who doesn't deserve a woman as good as Dance.


His prayers in the third night seemed to have knocked the heart of God so that it moved my heart that was originally frozen and traumatized by the name of love is now slowly melting.


I felt again the fear of losing. I don't want to until someone who is mine goes with another. That reason also makes me so careful to fall back in love. Falling in love is easier than taking away the pain.


I close my body with her and in an instant I fall asleep. In my dream, I was running around in the park with Dance. It's not an Indian movie, it's my dream which I honestly feel is very strange. I never had this dream!


Dance looks smiling happily while teasing myself. I laughed and enjoyed the game like a child running around the park.


But then, Tari stopped running. The smile on his face also disappeared. He stared at the empty space behind me.


I asked what happened too? He did not answer and just remained silent. Dance began to step forward towards me. I thought he was going to come to me but he wasn't. Dance continued walking and did not look at me at all.


The dance.... The dance.... The dance...


Then I looked around me, everything was empty. Everything feels quiet. There's only me here. I'm afraid, why did Tari leave me? Why would he let me be so scared here? I then saw the shadow of Dance. However, his face looked sad. I called his name but he turned around and walked away from me.


The dance... The dance.... The dance....


Then I felt my body shake something. I also heard my name called, and then I woke up. The sweat soaked my face.


"Omm? Om why? Nightmare?" tanya Tari who has blamed the room lights.


"Aren't you okay?" I asked while checking all over Dance's body.


"Dance is nothing, Om! Even Tari who is worried about the situation Om. Om sleeping while screaming calling out the name of dance. What dreams anyway? Until the dryness is so tuh!"


I then pulled Dance's body into my arms. It feels so peaceful. It felt like all my fear was gone. "Please promise me that you will never leave me!"


I breathed hearing it. "That's not what I mean! You just can't go anywhere. If you go to the course."


"When to the market? To a new cafe? To the greengrocer? That's fine, too, Om?" tanya Dance innocently.


I let go of my embrace towards him. "Not that! Ah, I want to sleep again! Anyway, if you wake up you have to wake me up too! Look out, you just left without saying goodbye to me!" threaten me with this innocent kid.


"Yes! It's Bobo again. Tomorrow morning, accompany Tari to the market ya Om. We will have to shop to welcome Om friends who want to make a barbeque event. Later Dance ready the ingredients and then the night we can burn in front of the house."


I also according. I fell back asleep after He patted my burly back with his tender loving hands. His touch made me feel a sense of drowsiness that instantly came and in an instant put me into a deep sleep.


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In the morning we went to the market. Dance refused to ride in the car, he said make it a ride on the motorbike. Let the car not smell fishy and dirty. I just according.


We also went to the market. Buy some chicken, fish and sausages. Dance also buys corn. Our barbeque menu is complete.


Intentionally Dance does not buy meat slice. We intend to barbeque the usual way, not like in Korean dramas. It's better to burn chicken than meat. Especially if you eat it while scrambling, wah really exciting tuh.


After returning from the market, Tari asked Mbak Inah to clean her groceries while she made a glass of cold syrup and sat in front of the fan.


"Gee... It's fresh!" it was nice to see him drink the syrup, I took his glass and drank it without excuse.


"Ah... Fresh!"


"Ih Om, do not let me take it!" his nag.


"Belgium!" my answer.


"Is it hard to ask permission? It has Dance. You can ask to make Mama Inah! Why take a Dance?" what happened then astonished me. He shed tears! The hell is it because I took the drink he got that sad?


"You cry? I'm sorry! I was the intention to make you doang?!" I said full of regrets.


Dance wiped away the tears on her face. "Just say it next time! Watch out for the game just take it's got Dance!" threaten her.


"You're stingy with me!" my lips.


"Tuh, have not taken a dance eh everything about stingy again! If Om wanted to dance just now just say it!" his reply.


"Hey, we fight again just for a glass of syrup? What the hell is wrong with you? From yesterday you were angry all the time?! You got a problem? Better story than even make your own thoughts and stress!"


"Now also in terms of stress. Huaaa.." The cry broke out.


God, why this child?


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