
By midnight the mediatoran procession is complete. Mr. Edi still does not believe what he has seen, as well as his wife.
" You don't have to worry. If allowed to start tonight until the holidays after letting Wawan stay here first. "
" What is your opinion ? "
" When it's best, follow me. "
" Well, then. For all needs Wawan need not worry. Along in the cottage good clothes and so forth I will prepare. The important thing when the holidays are over will be picked up. "
" Nggih Bah's... "
Before long Mr. Edi and his wife and Nanda say goodbye to return to Semarang.
" Wan, tonight and so on you stay at my house huh. "
" Nggih Bah. What should Wawan do here ? "
" Your activities follow my schedule. "
" Nggih Bah's... "
" Yes, you rest now. "
****
Silent, quiet, and cold is what Wawan feels today. The incident is still clearly illustrated. Even though the room lights have been turned off, the eyes are so difficult to close.
" Can't sleep...? "
Wagner was getting used to hearing that voice. Smooth and soft
" Not a Goddess.... "
" What is the burden on your mind right now. Story as usual. "
Dewi Rengganis sat beside Wawan who was lying on a mat. Smelled of sandalwood from the body of the intoxicating Goddess Rengganis.
Then slowly rubbed Wawan's head.
" Dewi, just now Wawan saw a very frightening incident. Does the Goddess know ? "
" Hm... " Dewi Rengganis nodded her head.
" It was just a misunderstanding. "
" You need not be afraid. "
" Who's old Grandpa's goddess. "
" He is your ancestor... "
" When do you know what his name is...? "
" I'm sorry Den, I have no right to explain who He is. "
" What's important now is that Aden rests... "
" A further two hours come at dawn... "
Dewi Rengganis looked at Wawan deeply. He recalled how he first met Wawan's ancestor.
After being satisfied to release the longing Goddess Rengganis immediately left.
" Tok.. tok..
" Wan, wake... The preparation of the dawn prayer "heard the voice of Abah Tohari.
Although Abah knew Wawan slept early does not mean he can leave the obligation of prayer.
Wawan woke up when he heard a knock on the door. Wawan is still a little confused by the circumstances around even for a moment. After his full consciousness Wawan answered
" Nhgih ... " Come on to the door
" Can you sleep... ? "
" Thank God Abah... "
" Hurry up to the mosque... "
" Wait with Mas Wahid in front. "
Mas Wahid was the first son of Abah Tohari and Ummi Aminah.
The current school year rises to the second grade of High School. His stature, height of 170 cm athletic body because it often draw water, yellow skin, nose sharp and personality very friendly to the liking of anyone.
And certainly Mas Wahid is the best teacher Wawan the first time. πππ
" Nggih.. " Wawan then kissed Abah Tohari's hand
****
After the dawn prayer continued with the Sima an Qur'an until the time showed at 5.30 and until the future will be like that.
" You've finished what you want to do. "asked Mas Wahid.
" Do not know Mas. It all came suddenly. "
" Take me to school. At nine o'clock we leave. "
" What do you want to do Mas ? "
" At Mas Wahid's school there is another registration... We wash our eyes. Wanna ngga....? "
" But this is our secret.. "
"I didn't bring a change of clothes. Cook with muslim clothes. "
" Calculate... I will wear my clothes that are small. But still good. "
****
" Wan, you don't think it's pretty that kid. "
When Mas Wahid pointed at a woman with a height of 160 cm, straight black hair, oriental face, white skin. Which makes pulling buttons shirt motif boxes almost broken because it is not able to withstand the pressure from inside his clothes.
" *See not glaring impolitely..!! "
" One more try not to blink..... Abah said that if we look and admire the beauty of God's creation once it is not sin. The second time was zina mata*. "
" *Satan - satan. "
Various advertisements passed in front of Wawan. From the size of one baby hand-held to the size of a coconut shell.
" Mas dizzy my head. "successful Mas Wahid poisoned the contents of Wawan's head.
" Yuh to the canteen buy iced tea to cool the brain... "
Without Wawan realizing the stimulation given by Mas Wahid provides new capabilities for Wawan.
His sense of vision had the ability to penetrate the thin boundary of sight that was in front of him.
" Did the last night ritual not succeed in closing the ability of Wawan ya." he murmured softly
*****
" O God, what a test this is. " Wawan sat in the corner of the cafeteria with Mas Wahid.
All is clearly visible in front of the eyes.the various forms of world beauty that want to be witnessed by thousands of male eyes. Red, black, plain white, lacy beige brown is the container of the cover.
A beautiful small hill with a shy bud tip growing surrounded by red soil, clearly plastered in front of the eyes of Wawan.
A scene inappropriate for a 9-year-old to witness.
One glass of iced tea has moved. His body was shaking violently. That's what Wagner feels right now.
" Wan, you are sick"." while putting the back of his hand on Wawan's forehead.
" Do not know Mas.... "
" Wahid. Not been looking for it. "
When Wawan raised his head it was clear that the beautiful woman he first saw was walking towards the table where Wawan was sitting.
The first time I saw the woman was still wearing a checkered shirt.
This time the view was different. The round is full of light brown circles with small little tips growing adorning the tops. Like a mamah-made chocolate pudding that swayed slowly when carried.
All of them were instantly bright white. Wawan was unconscious.
" It's good that his abilities are back. " Sapa Goddess Rengganis
" Good how.. "
" Wkwkwkwkwk... "
" Aden has to get used to it. "
" Dewi don't call me Aden. Being uncomfortable. Call Wawan. "
" Can not Wawan call Dewi Rengganis with the call of Anis aja. "answered with a smile by Dewi Rengganis
" It is really like repeating the story of the beginning of the meeting" said Dewi Rengganis in his heart
" all right. Now I want to give you some knowledge of the laws of space and time. "
" What is the law of space and time ? "
" The point is this when Wawan is here time is far compared. An hour here is like a day in the real world. "
" Now we're back here one day in the real world an hour. " With his index finger attached to Wawan's forehead. Various kinds of information enter the head of Wawan including how to use it.
" Wawan now understands how it works. "
" Thank you Nis... "
" Oh yes one more, Anis will give you a way to control your sense of sight so that what just happened does not happen again. "
Back Anis stuck her index finger.
" Anis, means last night's process failed huh...."
" It does not fail just last night even increase your ability. And in the future it is my job. "
" It's time to wake up. Kasian Mas Wahid is worried. "
Slowly Wawan opened his eyes to be welcomed back with a very beautiful view of the woman who made herself faintπ π π
" Thank God, you are conscious" said the woman.
" You why just now. Not having breakfast or how to faint." asked Mas Wawan.
" Mblenger, look at milk everywhere Mas. (mblenger was mostly feeling or doing excessive activities to vomit)
" Oah, pantesan. "
" Want to see again wkwkwkwkwk. " said Mas Wahid
" You're the ngawur Hid. Little boy is told view 17++."
" Haha..... "
" Wan, know this image of the representative of OSIS, friends and prospective girlfriend Mas Wahid who if shot violently. But if there's another girl approaching her emotions. "
" Don't beat Wan up, he's a tombalist. Who wants to be his girlfriend. "
" But if you make a wife want to " replied Mba Citra lirih
" Haha..... " Wahid laughed followed by Wawan while Mba Citra's face flushed in embarrassment continued to pinch Mas Wahid's waist
" Yuh went home. "
The three headed for the parking lot.
The black Binter Mercy that was at the very end became his final destination.
" Wahid, I screw you up ahead huh. I was here before the same Mother. "
Wawan sits between Mas Wahid and Mba Citra.
His back occasionally came into contact with the tender pudding. The incredible sensation felt by Wawan again. Wawan's small shoots again show its splendor.
Although briefly because the house Mba Citra is only 1 km from the school, but the enjoyment is not over when the motor into the cottage yard.
******
Sorry if the storyline is slow. Because Qinan tried to remember every picture of the time.
At that time, everything that happened was not taboo.
Do not believe see the advertisements or posters of products in the 80s.