Not the Image of Rashmi
BCR #69'S. RISKS OF RELATIONSHIP
Not only from the Alvaro campus, there are also other campuses that send students from various programs to research indigenous villages there.
The car is in jl. Pasteur, where he used to deliver Asmi when he returned to the concert there, ahhh! So remember Asmi is back.
As if his memories with Asmi were drawn on every street of this flower city, just a few tens of minutes, he had already missed the girl.
The car moved past the Leuwigajah highway, into the Kerkof road, Saptadaya, and soon from there it had entered the traditional village. The village which covers 64 hectares, with 60 hectares of agricultural land, and 4 hectares of this settlement bewitched the eyes of the guests who came.
Not infrequently local and foreign tourists visit here, making Cireundeu one of the destinations of cultural educational tourism destinations.
A cool breeze greeted, even though this time had entered the passing time of dzuhur.
A wooden board with a sunda script beratapkan ijuk and carvings characteristic of the traditional village stands firmly welcoming the guests.
...Wilujeng Sumping in Cireundeu Village ...
Alva prepared with his camera and aimed at several angles that he thought were important for documentation and thesis material later.
A village elder greeted the students with a complete leader dressed in pangsi, West Javanese characteristics do not forget the bengker mascakanya.
"Assalamu'alaikum,"
"Wa'alaikumsalam."
"Change,"
Not Alvaro who applies as the leader of KKN there, he was elected as well as he resigned. It's nothing, he just wants to be more solemn to run his KKN without being disturbed by others, as has become his character.
"Same land houses gedean farmland jo!" whispered Saka to Filman, he was called because it was true.
"People, please come in. Wilujeng sumping kanggo students and nuju KKN, mugia at home and tiasa tiasa interlocking, nya?!" abah Uwi welcomed. (welcome to the students who are carrying out KKN, one-third at home and can be mutually.).
"Take care of each other, respect each other, respect each other." he continued bringing them in. The buildings of residents' houses are still so guarded characteristic, although not a few also use sturdy buildings from a mixture of bricks and cement.
The smell of bamboo is a testament to the simplicity of life and the union with nature.
...TOURIST MAP OF CIREUNDEU VILLAGE...
...Together with Abah Uwi, they followed where the important points if they were here, far enough they went around, until almost dusk they walked....
Until arriving at one of the houses used as a place to stay. Actually not all of them are collected in one house, one sub back is broken down as needed in a different stayhome, like last time while in Cigugur.
"Calebet, aa, akang.." (please enter, aa, akang) the owner of the house who is ready to be visited by Alvaro and friends.
Alva nodded politely, "nuhun nature, ambu. Assalamu'alaikum..."
The house occupied by Alva and his friends is still a stage, like his traditional house, making the atmosphere like a shahdu with the environment.
"Sok, or if you want to rest mah please. The room's been set up..."
"Nuhun, maam. Ngerepot punten!" reply Filman. (thank you, mamang. Sorry troublesome!)
"Hente ah, teu sawios!" (engga ah, nothing!)
"Va, thaw ah! Pegel my legs way until this afternoon, where the hungry stomach asks to be filled!" Saka immediately laid himself on a mattress that was held on the wooden floor after previously putting a backpack carelessly.
"Close the Jar, close it!" the door to the room door.
Just now Anjar will close the door of the house owner's room, kang Awan is back, "aa punten, sateuacan rest..mangga atuh taruang heula, supados restna teu kawagel anu ngoet!" kekehnya know if these students must have not eaten, because the news of their arrival this afternoon had reached the ears of residents with abah Uwi who brought them around the village so as not to forget the important streets. (sorry, before rest.please eat first, let the rest is not disturbed by the stomach rumbling).
"Ah the akang, you know!" kekeh Anjar, "muhun kang. Sakedap deui abi sareng rerencangan ngilongan pour," he replied.
"Mango, diantos." (please, wait.)
"What is cenah brad?" ask Saka.
"You don't eat? They are offered to eat!" anjar said she joined Saka and Filman, while Alvaro was busy checking her phone notifications, opening one by one messages she hadn't read, "manteng signals not Va?" ask Filmmaker.
"Lumayan," short Alva.
"Hayu eat euy! Laper me." Bring Saka.
"Ni one creature, if taught the way.ngga know where-where to eat only innate! Shamefaced!" Film opens sound.
"The rich don't like you,"
"Prepare to adapt!" sahut Alvaro put his phone back in his pocket.
"What adaptation, cooking?! I'm also hayu!" he said, "don't stone the same as wood!"
"That's exactly, here's the staple diet of a.k.a tree yam, a.k.a cassava, a.k.a sampeu! His name is Rasi, cassava rice!" answer Alvaro.
"Ah really, Va? Don't eat rice?" tanya Saka woke up from her lying position.
Filman nodded with a laugh, "why you, you know?"
"Yes." she replied shrillly.
"May know the place you will occupy!" Anjar says sewot.
"Why not cassava, why not rice here?" ask her again.
Filman and Anjar laughed, "teach him mah, rich ngajarin SD child, Va." said Filman.
"Seriously, I don't know." I admit.
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Friends fried tempe flour, crackers, sambal terasi, and urab, they enjoy lunch that kesorean.
Saka who initially did not usually eat Rasi, in fact just like it. Even up to 2 times.
"Bushytt! Where's the child from?!" tawa Anjar, at least this KKN event can be a solace, at a time when the relationship and Cintya are not okay.
"Mango atuh aa, deui. There's plenty!" (please aa, add more.)
"Muhun akang, ambu, satur nohun..."
Alva took a sip of her warm tub tea from the starfruit glass, eating it was not as much as Saka, but enough for her.
"Lu know where Va is, if the food here is not rice?" saka asked whispering.
"Asmi." in short.
"Asmi rich don't ask, so scare the hobby of the streets, must know the ins and outs of the gini customary area!"
"Suit it!" agree Anjar. Alvaro shook his head, "his father Asmi did scare who believed in the belief of Sunda Wiwitan, if the term Cireundeu is already rich family itself."
The film reviews her gel smile, "so far, Va."
Anjar and Saka were scratching their heads not understanding where Filman was talking.
"When?" ask the film again.
Alva wears a slanted smile, without wanting to discuss the time he and Asmi will hold a happy event, he is the type of man who does not want to indulge before it really happens, or indulge in privacy matters.
Twilight rolling into the night, it is common here will always be heard the animals of the night again concert.
Anjar sipped a cigarette on the outside terrace befriending black coffee with others and of course the owner of the house.
If Filman coolly chatting with Saka and kang Widi the owner of the house, then Anjar prefers pensively staring straight while enjoying cigarettes and coffee, "fussy girl, Va."
Alva snorted bitterly and reflected the smoke from the cigarette bars that followed his sip.
"Asmi often tambek not obviously not the same, lo? Small things are a big storm!" his weakness.
"Kalo according to you ribet girl it's Cintya, and you can not compensate. Why not hope?" ask Alvaro.
"Gue is still dear."
"Lo who chooses to make a relationship, you should know the risks. You choose Cintya is clearly the most know Cin-cin than anyone else. The courtship is for entertainment, motivation, exploration of the search for a partner, do not make complicated plus sprains. Naturally there will be a storm, not in accordance with the wishes of each, because you are the same different personal Cintya."
"You are still equally dear, try to put aside the ego, do not feel the most right. Lo here, so it's a place to look at each other, reflect on each other while lo KKN. Lo men must be able to take a stand, do not want to break up but you menggedumel every time, until disrupt your other business..." Alva patted Anjar on the shoulder, then joined the Widi kang that tells the history, why the citizens of Cireundeu turned to the staple food of Rasi.
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