
"Assynolt,"
"Waalaikumussalam.." said several people simultaneously. His eyes turned towards the door. For a moment Safa was transfixed and gulped. He's really nervous right now. I just want to turn around and go home.
But the rice has become porridge. Safa was too washed away by Edzar's words on the terrace. Until he receded when Edzar embraced him, leading Safa to enter the house immediately.
Now he's nervous not playing. Indeed the words of Edzar had made him calm, a little. But after his foot stepped over the tile line at the door, all that anxiety came back attacking him.
"Ouch.... Cah Nice.... Piye toh iki's? Her mother had been nyampe since, is it you why just come now?" exclaimed one of the women who now rose from her seat on the sofa, approaching Edzar and Safa who also approached the middle of the room.
Edzar reviewed the smile greeting the woman. Safa did the same as a form of politeness. The woman's forehead wrinkled, turning to Edzar, giving him a questioning look. "This?"
Again Edzar smiled, "Sorry, Uwa, Edzar is late. Just get to Bandung first."
Indeed, they reached this place after noon. Adzan duhur has even passed about an hour.
The woman whom Edzar called Uwa turned to Safa again. Safa was getting nervous. Realizing Safa's stiffening body, Edzar rubbed the girl's back in comfort.
"This is Uda's Uwa. Uwa Nining, her mother who has a wish," whispered Edzar.
Pun Safa smiled awkwardly while nodding disdainfully. Uwa Nining blinked at him, Safa was getting made all the more careless. Is this what it's like to go to a girlfriend's house?
"This girl...."
"Name Safana, Uwa. Just call me Safa." Edzar chimed in when his Uwa seemed to hang a speech.
"Your boyfriend?" ask Uwa Nining to Edzar.
The man just smiled. Actually Edzar was a little amused to hear the word girlfriend, at his age which now feels somewhat how. "God willing, Uwa."
Instantly his words were surprised. Safa looked up, while Uwa Nining was flabbergasted before she exclaimed, "Alhamdulillah....."
Safa was startled as Uwa Nining embraced her, rubbing her shoulders and arms with a radiant face.
"You're serious, Edzar? Why didn't your mom tell you she wanted another ghost?"
"Masyaalloh, beautiful...." The woman was still busy admiring Safa. His friendly roar made Safa feel a little relieved. It seems like Uwa Nining is a person who is welcome to anyone.
Their eyes met, Edzar reviewed a smile at Safa that seemed to be starting to relax. The front room also looked full, it seemed like Uwa Nining was entertaining guests.
"Where is it, Wa? Fuss isn't she getting circumcised?" ask Edzar. He intended to give Safa a gift that he had taken while greeting Uwa Nining.
"Not fussy. His son is very good. Complaining just early, a little spoiled by his papa. But now it's normal again, just the way is a bit careful, haha."
"Oh yeah, you guys go to the back garden. Family gathers there again. Hasan also just saw Uwa again playing the game. He doesn't want to be in the room, he says bored, cramped. Understandably, his son is very active. Especially if it's healthy, the boy is at home."
Edzar nodded, then took Safa to the back garden that his Uwa meant. Here are not installed tents like other pilgrimage events that Safa often see. Apparently their families will only hold a ceremony of thanksgiving and prayer later in the afternoon after Ashar. No one was invited, only that the neighbors on came of their own accord.
Sundanese people used to call it 'nyecep'. Give an envelope with money seikhlasnya to a circumcised child. This is also commonly done with newborn children.
As Uwa Nining said, Edzar's extended family was gathering in the back garden. Everything was compact when Safa and Edzar stepped on a small bridge that became a link between the veranda and the gazebo that stood on top of the pool.
Uwa Nining House is so beautiful and comfortable. Many ornamental plants are also some trees that make shade. Very suitable as a gathering place.
"Hey, Mas Bro! Where did the new boat come from, huh?" someone who is Edzar's cousin. Safa is just guessing, because they look the same age.
Others chimed in, the same question why Edzar could be late, while his mother had arrived since. You could say it's just a form of greeting, because anyone has the right to come at any time, everyone has their own interests, right?
Edzar smiled faintly at each of his family, Safa followed what the man did. Although he felt that all those pairs of eyes had been watching him.
Safa nervous. He saw Edzar approaching a boy who was lying on the lap of a hijab-wearing woman. Looks like it's Hasan, Edzar's circumcised cousin.
The woman Safa just found out her name Leni is constantly pulling the phone from the child's hand, causing a loud whimper from the toothy mouth of the toothless tooth.
"Mama....."
"The salim used to be the same Om" he said.
Edzar smiled looking at the scowling Hasan. "Tante Safa brought a present, here. Sure you don't want to?"
Hasan turned to the rather large box in Edzar's hand. Actually it was Edzar who bought it, only Safa who chose. It should have been from Edzar, Safa so feel hitchhiking in name like this.
The boy still looked timid, but his eyes did not stop glancing at the gift Edzar had brought. It feels like Safa wants to laugh seeing that, it looks like the Edzar family does have a high prestige on average.
"You want to?" ask Edzar again, prank.
The boy pursed, throwing his face on his mother's stomach. Suddenly it invited the laughter of the people, including Safa who could not resist the rarity.
"Halahh.... He's just embarrassed that the titty was cut."
"Haha....." Laughter sounded boisterous when the man who had greeted Edzar made a sound.
Hasan whined, annoyed that he was being laughed at. Funny, he could only hide his face without even moving a bit. His body lay on its back, it seemed that the pain still made him not wart.
"No, huh? Yes, Om just give it to Akbar then," said Edzar mentioned one of his nephews who were there. Still a baby, her round eyes gnashing funny, did she realize her name had been called?
Hasan screamed, he whined even more with his face set in Mbak Leni's stomach. The woman laughed softly, trying to take off the embrace of the son who was timidly meow.
"Come salim first, huh. The village is a child."
Hasan kekeh does not want.
Edzar shook his head in amusement at the behavior of his nephew. He kept the box in front of Mbak Leni, rubbed Hasan's head, kissed her before moving on.
"Pinter is circumcised." Edzar also slipped two pieces of red money into the child's grasp. He chuckled as Hasan's hand clenched to protect the precious rupiah, thinking perhaps Edzar would take back the money. Just-there's.
Safa did not want to miss, she also gave Hasan money even though the child was still reluctant to turn his head. Mbak Leni smiled, then patted her son's arm in relief.
"That's it... Dikasih money the same Om and Aunt. All red again. Come on, be shy!"
Safa smiled, "Father, Ma'am. Maybe his son's embarrassed."
"Dek Hasan pinter, yes, no cry. In the past, the pounding of Aunt was even fussy 3 days cry continuously, even though it was big, it had entered SD." Safa rubbed a glimpse of the boy's black hair, slightly telling one of his cousin's children when they were circumcised first.
Ms. Leni smiled, "If Hasan cried just now, Tea. But yes, the more spoiled his son, haha."
Safa smiled widely as she caught Hasan who was secretly glancing at her. Mbak Leni patted back his son's arm. "Beautiful turns glimpsed. Lah, his own Om is even dicuekin."
Safa laughed, and a smiling Edzar stared at her interactions.
"What's the money, Ma'am?"
"Now 4th street, Tea. Again naughty, jajan mulu anyway."
Suddenly Leni's eyes crept, looking at her meaningfully while giving a smile. "So when, Tea? Not a date yet?"
Safa blinked, her limp brain started thinking again. What date?
Leni turned to Edzar, "A Edzar, when was the old man stopped?"
Safa's eyes are a little bulky. Dialalin? A halal? Meaning marriage?