Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Malioboro Angkringan
At night, according to Bumil's request, who asked for a promise from her husband to take her for a night walk in Malioboro while hanging out in Angkringan
Radit finally kept his promise to Khaira with a note that his wife was not allowed to wear a dress, had to wear pants ala pregnant women and wear a jacket so as not to catch a cold.
According to. Khaira had been preparing to wear special pants pregnant women, regular T-shirts, and jackets owned by her husband.
With a borrowed car owned by his relatives, Khaira and Radit down the night atmosphere in the city of Gudeg.
Now they have arrived at Tugu Jogja, a monument that is often also referred to as Tugu Pal Jogjakarta. This monument became one of the icons of Jogjakarta City, as well as having a symbolic value which is a magical line that connects Parangtritis Beach, Krapyak Stage, Yogyakarta Palace and Mount Merapi.
From this monument, then they both look for a parking lot, and a night stroll in Malioboro, batik and souvenir shopping centers in Jogjakarta. The night atmosphere in Malioboro actually looks epic. Merchants who sell along the sidewalk, buyers who walk alternately, the smell of batik cloth that has its own aroma, and street musicians singing songs that make the city seem not to fall asleep at night.
As soon as the car got off, the two of them walked along the sidewalk hand in hand. "Like Baby?" radit asked as he clenched his hand in Khaira's hand.
Khaira smiled and looked at her husband. "Like it, Mom..." Khaira paused for a moment. "Thank you for making your promise to me. It felt like going to Malioboro these nights" she said by leaning her head against her husband's sturdy arm.
Radit also walked up and rubbed his chin to the top of his wife's head. "I'm happy to make my promise to you. Honey, aren't you tired? From Jakarta until now you have not rested. The streets are not needed until the Monument Serangan Umum Satu Maret which is near Zero Kilometer Point yes. If you're tired of turning around, I don't want you to be sapped. Remember there's Baby A here." said Radit worried about his wife's condition and one hand stroked his wife's stomach.
Khaira nodded her head. "Yes Maskuw... If I'm tired I'll say. Baby Aja even really taught to walk to Jogjakarta. Grandpa Wibi's hometown, son." said Khaira as she stroked the protruding belly.
Both are still walking by looking at various items sold along Malioboro road there are Batik, Bakpia, Blangkon, Dagadu Shirt, and various other items.
"You want to buy something, honey? Buy it if you want something. Don't just be quiet or mean, I can buy something for you" said Radit who offered his wife to buy if she wanted something.
"Buy Dagadu couple T-shirts want Mas? We don't have a couple shirt yet" he said, blinking his eyes.
"Well, yuk..." Radit agreed, then took his wife to the stand Kaos Dagadu located on Malioboro street.
Both chose the black Dagadu T-shirt with a screen printing print "Goedeg Map." Both of them laughed after buying the couple's shirt. "Alay isn't it Mas?" khaira asked while laughing at her husband.
Radit shook his head. "No, romantic, actually. The romance is like a teenager who is just dating using a couple item, dear." he said while laughing.
"Mas, Blangkon (a headgear made from batik and used by men as part of traditional Javanese clothing) is funny yes. If it's Baby A guy, I buy it. Must be funny photo with Blangkon. Baby A girl anyway." he said while pointing at the line Blangkon sold there.
"Yes funny. Did you buy me? How will I wear the Blangkon?" tawar Radite.
Radit laughed, "So, I'm cute, honey?" tanya blinked her eyes.
Khaira laughed too. "Smake it, but the saucy fits just like me."
So anxious Radit, it felt like he wanted to pinch his wife's nose.
Satisfied walking in Malioboro, both then headed to one of the legendary Angkringan located near Tugu Station, Angkringan Lek Man. One that makes Angkringan Lek Man very hits in Jogjakarta is the serving of Joss Coffee which is a special drink menu sold there. The source of the oral tradition of some people in Jogjakarta, Lek Man is the Son of Mbah Pairo who is the first Angkringan trader in Jogja who sells in the 1950s. Because of this legendary Lek Man Angkringan never deserted visitors. Plus the location is very strategic, near Tugu Station makes many tourists stop by for a moment in this Legendary Angkringan.
The two sat on a mat on the sidewalk, hearing some street buskers who were alternating. Accompanied by Cat rice, gingers, as well as various typical Angkringan fried foods such as Mendoan, Bakwan, Fried Tape, and various other foods.
Khaira took two packs of cat rice. Rice with a little milkfish and chili it feels very good on the tongue of Khaira. "Kesampean Mas, eat Rice Cats in Angkringan. Thank you Mas, it's done BMnnya me." he said while opening the second rice package.
"BM what's that, honey?" ask Radit.
"Many Wants, Mas..." The pregnant woman chuckled amusedly while hitting her husband's arm.
"Make you and Baby A, I don't have a problem. As long as I can I will make it happen for you both." said Radit sincerely.
Khaira nodded her head, occasionally stealing glances at her husband. "Thank you Papa." she said, smiling at her husband.
The two sat down to feel the night breeze of the city of Jogjakarta that felt cool, vehicles that went back and forth, as well as some Trains that passed through Tugu Station, and street musicians who entertained with their golden voice. Radit and Khaira enjoy a beautiful night in Jogjakarta.
"Tomorrow to come with Daddy and Mommy or want to walk alone Dear?" radit asked on the sidelines of their leisure time.
"Mas, to Prambanan temple yuk? We used to be there as kids, right? Going there again?" khaira asked her husband.
Radit smiled at his wife who is now absorbed in sipping the hot Ginger. "You like nostalgia as much as I do, honey?"
"Can't I look at the memories of both of us as kids?" ask Khaira.
"May .. surely. But a little late in the afternoon, we see Sunset there. Wanna?"
Directly nod his head. "Yes, I want Mas...."