
A young man wearing a caping hat walked down the village road , in the village of Kenanga which is in the Duchy of Pajang.
It seemed that the handsome young man was wrinkled to see the development of the village he had long abandoned. The streets look crowded through the residents who passed by to their respective workplaces, there are those to the rice fields there are those who want to go to trade, he said, in fact, not infrequently also seen the herdsmen who are carrying their cattle towards the figs that are in the south of the village.
The young man was seen clutching a flute in his right hand while his left hand was holding a bundle that was pushed over his shoulder.
When he arrived at a rather large house and at a rather high bamboo fence, the young man was seen stopping and looking at the house for a long time.
The face behind the cap looked grim, he immediately stepped out of the place and headed west.
After walking some distance he found the rice field area that was yellowing, the young man looked back at a rice hut that was a little far to the middle, the middle, while near the hut there is a small time that crosses with water that is quite clear.
A moment he would move from that place he saw two girls who were walking towards the rice field with food for the farmers who were in the rice field.
He was struck by the blood of the young man when he came across the two girls.
" Hehhmph, is that Tara Rindayu, so beautiful is she now,!" hiss the young man.
Who kept staring at the girl who was passing by beside him without caring about the young man.
When the two girls had gone far away and entered the rice field embankment, the young man continued his footsteps leaving the place.
Twice he passed until he was in front of a house that was quite magnificent among other houses, he passed by, even the house has a gate and a yard that is quite spacious with mango tree plants on the left and right, ter see the house like a house belonging to a Tumenggung, a man, yes, the house belonged to a rich merchant named Tarya, the father of Tara Rindayu who met the young man when passing in the rice field earlier.
Long ago also the young man saw the house, after there were people who came out of the house, the young man continued his footsteps continued to head west then turned towards the north, then turned towards the north, so he entered the pategalan area leading to a forest in the north of the village.
The young man's footsteps stopped when he saw a small house that was not appropriate to be called a house but a hut, while on the left and right of the small road to the house there are cassava plants and creeping.
A little while the young man was at the door, as if hesitant to enter, he still thought it was possible that the person he was coming to was still there.
Because it looks from the state of the hut or house it seems to have been taken care of, but he still believes that the person is still there after seeing the plants in that place.
After a long period of time he then ventured to call the owner of the house,
" Assalamualaikum, mbok, mbok, mbok, does mbok rondo exist,?' words came out of the young man's mouth.
A state of silence there was no answer, the young man called back,
" Assalamualaikum, mbok, mbok, take rondo, it's me mbok,,!" a little loudly the young man called out.
But there was no answer, with some hesitation the young man pushed the door slowly.
" Kreeeikk," said the door leaf when pushed by the young man, how shocked the young man saw the house or hut was empty without occupants.
" Hehh, where is rondo, is he not here and who planted the plant if not him,!" thought the young man.
Then the young man came out of the hut and sat outside, waiting for the owner of the house to arrive.
But until the night before the owner of the house did not return.
The end of the young man who is none other than Raka Senggani night in that place, in a house that is quite far from other houses in the village of Kenanga.
To just prop her stomach, Raka Senggani pulled out a cassava tree and then set it on fire.
That night Raka Senggani ate with grilled cassava, after late at night she went into the house to sleep .
Early in the morning Raka Senggani woke up and headed to the sandang which was to the west of the place, he then cleaned his body and took ablution water.
After sounding sayup-sayup azan sound in the distance he then performed dawn prayers in the hut mbok rondo.
Furthermore, Raka Senggani performed silat movement exercises that he had learned.
When the day was bright Raka Senggani then out of the house mbok rondo it went to the village market which is right in the middle of the village.
" It's lucky to be able to mate with Tara Rindayu, besides being beautiful, she is very good, too,!" raka Senggani said in his heart.
Because Raka Senggani really wanted to find out about the existence of the mbok rondo, then he just kept going around in the market until he met someone he knew, an iron pande named ki lamiran.
Although Ki lamiran has looked aged, but Raka Senggani still recognize him, because he and mbok rondo often stop at that place just ordering a pacul or a long knife.
After being close to ki lamiran then Raka Senggani also said because he saw the old man was sitting mengaso not at work.
" Ki, ki Lamiran knows me, right,?" ask her to the iron pande of Kenanga village.
The old man named Ki Lamiran long looked at the face of Raka Senggani who asked him that.
After several times rubbing his eyes, Ki Lamiran then said,
" Not this member is,. anger,.., not , is this member angger, ..angger Seng,...alah, angger Sengg,...gani, !" said Ki Lamiran after remembering the face of the Raka Senggani.
" Ahh, it turns out that ki Lamiran still remembers me, thank God,!" said Raka Senggani.
" Here ngger, let's sit here,!" invite ki Lamiran to sit nearby.
Then Raka Senggani stepped closer to Ki Lamiran's seat and then sat near Ki Lamiran.
" Oalah ngger , it's grown now , anywhere all this time,?" asked Ki Lamiran while hugging Raka Senggani's body.
" Ki's story length, but before I answer Ki Lamiran's question, I want to ask one question, where is the rondo now,?" asked Raka Senggani to Ki Lamiran's iron pande.
" Hehh, mbakyu rondo has long moved from this kenanga village, he followed his only child to the village of pukatan, near Kotaraja demak,!" ki Lamiran.
" So the rondo mbok has moved anyway, so who's planting that plant near his house, then,?" asked Raka Senggani who was surprised to hear the story from Ki Lamiran.
The second conversation stopped after someone was looking at the merchandise from Ki Lamiran.
" Ki , what's this one for, ?" ask a girl who is none other than Tara Rindayu while lifting a small knife.
" That one's cheap with ayu,!" reply Ki Lamiran.
Before Tara Rindayu asked again ki Lamiran even asked,
" Do you not know this friend of mine,?": asked while pointing towards Raka Senggani who seemed wrong in the face of a beautiful woman who was once his friend.
After a long time looking at the young man who was beside Ki Lamiran, the head of Tara Rindayu shook his head and said,
" I'm sorry, I don't know him,!" replied Tara Rindayu who kept looking at Raka Senggani's face.
" Ahh, cook with ayu does not know her is not she was a friend of the play with ayu as a child,!' exclamation Ki Lamiran.
" Hehh, means he's Senggani's brother, !" shouted Tara Rindayu and immediately came to hug the young man in front of her, she immediately remembered the memories in her childhood only familiar with Raka Senggani as her male friend. So once mentioned by Ki Lamiran his friend as a child, Tara Rindayu immediately guessed that the young man was Raka Senggani.
Getting a sudden hug from a woman, let alone a beauty makes Raka Senggani waver and try to release the hug from Tara Rindayu. Because Raka Senggani knew that the woman who embraced him was engaged and would soon be married. So it's kind of taboo to hug someone's fiancee, thought Raka Senggani who then managed to release Tara Rindayu's embrace.
" Well brother, Senggani where all this time, lost without any news, and only this time appeared here,?" tara asked Rindayu while still holding hands from Raka Senggani.
The two of them immediately chatted, when like they were children, which was very familiar because the family of Raka Senggani was first quite visible in the village, he recalled, unfortunately when the disaster came it changed the course of life Raka Senggani who had to leave the village.
" Dayu, I heard from some people, who are you going to marry soon,..?" ask Raka Senggani.
" Right brother Senggani, kakang never appeared so I'm in a hurry to marry another man instead of his with his brother,,!" kelakar Tara Rindayu with a smiley face and make Raka Senggani's heart beat fast.
True your speech was Rindayu, it turns out I was late so that the village flower remembered immediately in the pick of people, said heart Raka Senggani