Om Pamungkas
Sinta

Ratih started flexible dancing,

his movements were no longer as stiff as when he first learned.

Iwang stood beside him, dancing with Ratih.

Ratih's hand grabbed the shawl tied around his waist, and swung it several times, he said,

While Iwang who was on his back carrying a Rama-style bow, slowly approached to Ratih who was playing the role of Sinta.

The two stared at each other and smiled warmly, just like the vidio that Ratih had learned all along.

Iwang touched Ratih's wrist a few times, still with his warm gaze along with his head that moved to the right and left slowly.

The dance went long enough, the movement was slow but for Ratih who had never used Kain Jarik before, his footsteps were still so less free.

At the beginning of the practice, he was repeatedly unbalanced and almost fell, but Iwang who understood caught him swiftly.

" Snake?" tanya Iwang placed a bottle of mineral water next to Ratih who was busy removing the scarf on her waist and her rag.

" Have you practiced it? I don't know why I'm a little claustrophobic.." I look like I sweat a lot.

" Are you unwell?" ask Iwang, please,

" i've only been sleep deprived for a few days." complained Ratih,

" why? something's bothering you?" tanya Iwang sat down beside Ratih.

" yes.." Train nodded, though,

" man?" Iwang asked smilingly,

Ratih looked at Iwang in wonder,

" why should I think of men?" ask Ratih,

" Because you're quite an attractive woman, there must be a lot of men looking for your attention.." Iwang opened his bottle and drank it.

" one of them is me." continued Iwang laughing, he is the type of man who likes to be frank.

" Aren't we committed to making friends..?" said Ratih,

" right. but I expect a development without coercion.." Iwang sounded relaxed and joking, but there was seriousness in every joke.

" You're the same age as me, right?" ask Ratih,

" a few months older than you. I'm about to step twenty-seven, why? you don't like the dirty ones?" again Iwang smiled warmly,

" my mind is too muddled to think of a commitment by Wang.."

" chaotic why? has there been another figure of Rama who seized your attention the goddess Sintaku?" Iwang Goda made Ratih laugh.

" When do you want to have dinner at my house?" ask Iwang, please,

" wah..?! do you live alone?"

" no. I live with my sister,"

" just two?"

" yes, mother died a year ago, my father followed a month later.."

" i'm sorry.." Ratih felt bad for bringing up something that might be sad for Iwang.

" Why are you apologizing? that's the thing that every child has to face, left the parents behind." said Iwang, said,

" You're so strong.." Ratih could not imagine if he was left behind by his father and mother at about the same time.

" I'm a boy, I'm a first kid, I have to be strong. There's a little brother I have to take care of and take good care of..",

" you're right, if only Hendra were like you.."

" who's Hendra?"

" he's my brother, but his attitude is annoying sometimes,

suddenly grown up, suddenly a child child.it just sucks.." Ratih grumbled to make Iwang laugh while patting Ratih's arm.

" It's dark..I'll take you home?" said Iwang then got up.

" O..?" hendras voice,

" hemm.. What is Hen?" ask the last man to get out of bed,

" Oh, I'm sorry I forgot that it's two hours different, so I'm sleeping again..?" Hendra caught the hoarse voice of the Pamungkas.

" No, tell me what's wrong?"

" Look at you, Ratih..",

hearing the name Ratih, her eyes opened wider.

" What's wrong with your sister?" asked Pamungkas still with a hoarse voice.

" Anu om, she's often ushered home a man now.."

Just shut up, though,

" The man is also in the cafe Ratih almost every day." added Hendra,

" then?" tanya Bungkas got up from her bed and came out of the room.

" Why then, om? i'm worried?!"

He breathed slowly,

" the bike's broken?" tanya Endungkas walked into the kitchen to fetch a glass of water.

" The bike is fine, he often doesn't bring the bike now,"

" and then leave?"

" his employee named Ria often picks him up in the morning?"

" maybe he's just bored.."

" then that man?"

" why is it, your sister is not a stupid girl, she has experience with boys, where she may have chosen a friend wrong.." Gulp down the white water.

" Just this time, the rest of my life saw him hanging out with a gondrong man?, at first I relaxed. But the more here it gets sticky??"

Finally speechless again, I don't know what he thought, the clear look of his face looks not good hearing the word 'sticky' it.

" Maybe your sister is comfortable.there's nothing we can do.." Endungkas' voice was flat.

" After throwing Arga?"

" do not make the appearance, rank, and what a person has as a benchmark of happiness..

it's true that everything needs money, but in fact..

your sister's ex-husband whose parents are rich can't guarantee her happiness.." Finally trying to think as best as possible, in case his personal feelings aside.

" What's that guy's job if I may know?"

" he's a teacher at one of the art schools, not a formal school, certainly not a black employee?"

" you're on your own? are you a state clerk?"

" but I'm not..?"

" enough, I told you to stop judging others, if you continue like that, I will give up on doing business with you?!" Pamungkas Strict.

Hendra's voice didn't sound long enough,

" You should approach your sister, so you'll find it easier to give her input and insight..

the more you oppose him, the more uncomfortable he becomes." said Pamungkas more calmly.

" You focus on our efforts, let Ratih choose his own path, because your parents did expect him to get married again soon," she immediately turned off her phone connection.

The man looked disturbed by the news he got, an uncomfortable feeling swirled in his chest.

Take another glass of water and drink it quickly, like wanting to remove the bumps in his heart.