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I still faithfully hugged the bolts of staring at him in admiration. He seemed to realize I was looking at him, he got up and folded the prayer mat. I turned around trying to hide myself by closing these eyes.

 “You don't salat?” I just kept quiet, “I know you're up, don't pretend.”

I'm facing towards him. He sat on the bed, folding both hands in front of his chest. “You really want to get away from Om Yip?”

I immediately got up and sat down excitedly in front of him. “Where? Have you got any way?” I approached him so that he was not far away. Rama looked into my eyes, silent for a moment. Her jakun looks up and down, like swallowing a heavy salivary.

“Not yet,” said he who immediately turned his eyes and immediately moved from the mattress and out of the room.

“Huft!”

I followed Rama's steps which seemed to go towards the terrace. We should both early in the morning like this washing kitchen utensils finished the party, so it is customary we Javanese here. But I told people to do it.

I drifted away sitting on a rattan chair, for some reason my stomach started to appear bloated. People said after her pregnancy marriage contract was so clearly visible. Whether this myth is true or not.

“Shinta, I take a walk ahead for a while, yes. You want to come?”

“No, ah.”

Slope your feet by looking at the sky that looks beautiful layered with morning dew. A neighbor in his forties came over.

“You whore! Yes, ‘kan?” he said by pointing at my face. Not forgetting he was shaking his waist. I frowned, confused. Without any wind or rain she suddenly came to my house and made a fuss.

I who did not know about his words suddenly became an emotion, when he said that word again. I stand by his accusation.

“Yes, I'm a whore! So why?”

This skinny guy with a thick beard is staring at me. I said that look would not lose.

“A prostitute like you has no right to be here. You're gonna ruin the morale of the girls here! Especially my daughter.”

“Hey, old man! Even if I were a whore, I wouldn't take your son to be like me. Too precious, to be a high-class whore like me! You understand!”

“K snapper class? Are you proud of that name? Heh! You're an adult, but you can't think with brains!”

The more ignited my emotions heard him say so, the atmosphere in the house suddenly became crowded because of his arrival and the commotion we made.

“Hey, you're more mature but you have no more brains than me!”

“Hei!” rama shouted that appeared out of nowhere. Followed by Om Togar behind him, Rama's face looked red. He took the step of a thousand coming at us who were still arguing.

“What the fuck! He is old but has no pride! Wise in attitude. Pesantren said, pesantren taik!” as Rama said, I saw him so angry. His hands were clenched, veins were prominent there.

Everyone blamed Anto's attitude that came causing a commotion. I don't know what the problem is with me, honestly my pride falls when he hits me for no reason. Rama hugged my shoulder and brought himself in. Then go out of nowhere.

“Bubar, disperse!” drive Bu Yuni to all the neighbors who were watching.

Bu Yuni also accompanied me inside the house. Mother seemed to hold her heart, then looked for medicine that Bu Yuni helped with. “What is this, Shinta?”

“Shinta, don't know Mom,” I said in tears of shock after everyone broke up from the home page.

Mom took a breath and took it out slowly, doing it three times. Then rest his head on the back of the living room chair.

The clang of the door sounds loud, Rama looks in and goes straight to the kitchen sipping water quickly. He looks so thirsty. I approached him, and he walked into the room.

He sat on the edge of the bed looking down, I tried to see the look on his face. “Ram,” call me carefully.

He looked up and looked at me softly. There was disappointment stored behind his pupils. “Laki earlier—”

“Ya, why her?” Rama pulled a lip and smiled, fell silent again and did not continue his words.

“Ram, Rama, Ramadhan,” call me who is trying to melt this ice cube. I don't know why he was too happy with the silent and secret mode.

“She graduated from boarding school, and her son is too obsessed with everything you have, Shinta. So when his son was asked to follow in his footsteps to enter the boarding school strongly denied by his son.”

“Heh! Salahin his son, why do you blame me! The pesantren? Foul pesantren then the model!” my toilet rose and ruffled its waist in front of Rama. “Which person is he, anyway? Get to know him also 'no, just as if come nyelonong angry.”

“He's a close neighbor of my house,” I clenched a strong hand, furious. Rama stroked this shoulder gently, “aku was already angry at him too. It's not worth it that he came and scolded you for no reason. We report to the police, yes.”

“You sure?”

“Ya, to love deterrent effect.”

“What if you ask Abimana aja for help?”

“Ngak!” Not yet I finished expressing my opinion, Rama immediately denied loudly and loudly, “later you kiss again,” his hiss almost inaudible.

“What? A kiss? So you see? Keep on you jealous?” cercaku stared at Rama intensely, Rama immediately turned his face. His ears looked red, not infrequently swaying back a little.

Rama suddenly becomes busy counting the ants that line up on the wall. Sometimes trying to catch a mosquito that from my eyes can't be seen. I kissed her cheek.

“As a friend,” my word that directly out to see the condition of mother. Om Togar seemed eager to be a witness at the police station if I took the matter to the law.

“Where's Shinta? We report him to the police? I'm ready to be a witness.”

“Heh, Bang. Play the reports, the victim was ‘kan Shinta. How Shin, I'm also ready to be a witness,” timpal Bu Yuni with a smile that widens on his face, “oh yes, ask for help Abimana aja!”

Deheman Rama made Bu Yuni speechless and suddenly became silent. A sour face was clearly drawn there. Om Togar can be seen elbowing Bu Yuni's shoulder, Bu Yuni's mouth suddenly said komat-kamit unclear.

“Not to take it to the police, son. Mother's heart is not strong if you have to extend this problem.”

“Where, Ram?”

“Oke.”

****

Dusk begins to glow, the sun moves to the contest slowly but surely. Shades of orange scratched on the horizon, then night began to appear and drown the sun that illuminated the day. I looked at the sky that was emitting stars from behind the window.

“Either why, I was so sad to see the sunset.”

“Why?”

“Yes, the sun disappears behind the clouds and fades its light. As if all went missing along with him who sank at the end there.”

“You're wrong, Shinta. Instead, the sun sank and changed with a new atmosphere. He will rise again tomorrow and replace your dark day to shine again,” said Rama who made me more amazed by his thoughts.