SHAVETUH MANTU
The Great Secret of Yanda
The easing of negotiations without success made Pandu and Nanang need to repeat the relaxing event without caring about the existence of Dewi Laya Bajramaya there.
Pandu turned on the cigarette he asked of Nanang while crossing his legs. His back was leaning against the chair, making him look like a classy unemployed.
Pandu took a sip of his cigarette and then shook his head. “Come out of here, Dewi. Race... Play outside.”
Barrels cut a golden bokor filled with fruits before exiting a large room that has windows made of wood carvings to form an artistic and classic work.
Dewi Laya Bajramaya. “The back is just a moment?”
“Yes if you sleep, don't wait!” reply to the Scouts with a cold voice. “I need time with my om, you know what I mean. As a beautiful woman and reluctant to lose money, rather than being unemployed it is better to sleep alone!”
Dewi Laya Bajramaya assesses the gelagat Pandu and Nanang. Two men who have almost the same good looks and judge the same woman. Rinjani.
“I wait in front of the door.” concluded Dewi Laya Bajramaya after leaving. “Pandu don't sleep at night, let alone try to escape. I can deploy the entire target demit-demit to prevent you from leaving!”
“Iyo-iyo-iyo cah ayu.” said Pandu lazily, already badly mumet he takes care of the evil attitude and bucin Dewi Laya Bajramaya it.
“I've told you better to sleep than be a security guard. But it's up to you. Now out!” bentak Pandu's.
Goddess Laya Bajramaya twisted her body that quickly. Then walk with a haughty attitude. When he came out, the door closed by itself.
In front of the door Dewi Laya Bajramaya immediately took a perfect attitude like a hermit. His right hand was above the left palm, his fingers forming ngithing. He closed his eyes, concentrating on something.
Pandu sipped his cigarette while rolling his eyes when he smiled amusedly.
“Have you slept with him?” chirping Nanang.
Pandu did not know why it should be discussed, but he knew for sure it was what he thought even Dhanu for the first time after hearing he was married.
“Not going. Just sleeping in the room!”
Nanang turned on his cigarette, calmly observing the change in Pandu's expression. Then door. Nanang pointed at him then nodded. Giving answers to the eyes of Pandu.
“He never jokes with his words.”
Scouts smile slanted. To belittle Dewi Laya Bajramaya is suicide. “She was willing to be a concubine, while maybe my wife would not want to have honey in the household. Moreover, the honey of bidadari.” complained with a wry tone.
Nanang threw his cigarette smoke out of his mouth. He hasn't smoked in a long time. Maybe now he is as stressed as Pandu and Rinjani. But the next second he chuckled, all the way to the kahyangan discussed is still the same.
“There is no accurate guarantee, you can not get out of here, Ndu. That's my message before you decide anything else.”
Pandu prefers to focus his attention on his curiosity which has just left him shocked rather than thinking of Dewi Laya Bajramaya.
Nanang crawled, he approached Pandu's ears, whispering words. “Let your self-esteem down for a moment by making her happy. Under the thick fog does not go away and the rain. That makes it difficult for SAR teams and residents to conduct searches. I'm with your mom, Dhanu, Jalu and your mom.”
“Munda.” Pandu. Mournfully. He grinds his cigarette instantly in bokor leter. “My mother must be very sad huh?” tanyanya slow. “My mother definitely does not want to eat.”
“I promised to take you home. Promise not to be careless.” Nanang's suggestion before sitting back to where it was originally.
Pandu took a long breath. “What did Yanda cover from me, Om? Why did Yanda take her life off? When's? Why don't I know anything?”
Nanang had expected Pandu would question that.
Nanang sipped his cigarette so deeply that the tightness in his chest further burned the sadness. Nanang sighed.
“Your father took off his true pride after the diagnosis was set on him. Your mother does not know if your father is not only struggling with his illness, but also his jealousy.”
Nanang smiled understandably. It is not easy to explain something that is not visible. But he must straighten it out, all in order to complete the burden he carries.
“Begini. It could be that the green shawl is in love with your father because of the privilege he has. The area is huge, Ndu. There are layers that we find difficult to understand but there are. There are also invisible layers. And you're one of those special people who actually quite understand what I mean.” Nanang rubbed the head of his nephew whom he had admired since birth.
“His wrath at being dumped by your father after the long journey they went through together, his human language he was disappointed. That's one of the reasons why your father gave your mother to me as a protection binder. That way your mother can't be in a relationship with another man because it can break the common thread in our family. Your mother was in danger at that time!”
“Jancok.” murmur Pandu instantly. “What's the danger?”
“Invisible attack!”
Asem!
Nanang took a breath and then exhaled. Maybe it's time to unlock his father's secret. Nanang fixed his sitting position. Facing the Guide is better.
“Your father stopped his treatment to make it faster to end his lifelong agreement with his true pampong. Your father sacrificed himself and his feelings for your mother to put an end to the things that have been running in our family. Your father stopped that bond, Ndu. It all stopped at your father. And as long as your father fights his pain, your father also faces his inner wrath. Your father's gone all-out, Le. There is no way you formed a new alliance.”
The whole of Pandu's eyes suddenly warmed and watery. Nanang snorted, seeing Pandu crying, like seeing his mother. The crying's long, it sucks.
“Already, lanangan kok nangis.” taunted Nanang.
Pandu wiped his tears and looked at Nanang with deep eyes.
“Ibuku thought that om received the will because there was true love between you and made mom feel guilty to Yanda because your love hurt her! My mom misunderstood all this time? Da? And om didn't give him this explanation long before they had a fight?”
“I love your mother, Ndu.” said Nanang without the slightest pressure with the gaze of his nephew.
”So om is not loyal to Bulik Sakila?” open the palanquin with the same look.
“I can love two women at once in my life, Ndu!” Nanang raised both of his hands after sighing. “I'm no worse than your brother or your father, I love your mother and your bulik. I'm the bastard who hides behind the mask of kindness.”
He hugged her as fast as he could. “I know.”
Pandu released his embrace after Nanang patted his back.
“Your mother is too innocent to understand your father's case. Your mother's too realistic. I could not have discussed the matter to your mother at that time, your mother was angry and disappointed, she would not have cared about my explanation because all she knew was that Kaysan did not follow her wishes and lied to her.”
Pandu picked up a cigarette and brought it to life. A few moments of silence as if both dissolved in a state of ngenes.
Nanang. “Your sister didn't know about that. It's your father's big secret because he doesn't want his children to bear the burden anymore and therefore the full responsibility of your father comes down to me. Your father would rather trouble me than ever!”
“Sorry yes.” replied Pandu lightly.
Nanang put on a smile and took the last cigarette he had.
“For your case mending we sleep first, Ndu. Really sleepy me, less coffee.”
Pandu clearly hissed in annoyance. Not going to sleep now
“Sleep first it means I have to go back to the room, if ngeyel sleep outside the room, the warrior Goddess gotong royong make take me there. Malesi.”
Nanang massaged his forehead. “Just follow him first, make him happy. Let's have an easy rescue!”
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