The Indigo Twins
Suspicious of the bride
We walked towards the mosque not too far away.
On the street adzan magrib already in the head, we quickly walked to the mosque.
After we got there we did a congregational magrib prayer, after finishing we just left for the Weni ma'am house.
When I got there, my gaze fell on a pale middle-aged woman standing in the crowd of mothers.
"Oh so he's the one who died" my inner self.
I approached the mothers who were there who were arranging the rice that had been cooked and put it into a plate and then given a side dish, then placed in the lacquer that is opposite before it is given to expensive citizens.
The implementation of tahlilan began with solemnity and without problems, the people present in tahlilan not much, not much, because most other residents come to the house of Mr. Jarwo who held his daughter's wedding party for 14 days and 14 nights.
"Getter"
"Getter"
"Getter"
When the sentence was heard, I and other mothers were busy arranging rice and side dishes into dishes and in order to be nimble before it was given to people, especially the adam.
We grew increasingly foggy as some residents approached us because the tahlilan was finished.
They brought dishes that had been filled with rice complete with side dishes, they gave the food to the residents in the courtyard of the Weni bu home occupied by expensive citizens.
We ate at Ms. Weni's house, after we finished washing the dirty dishes that have been used together, just left for Mr. Jarwo's house.
"Aliza" called someone who made my step stop.
I turned my body facing backwards.
"Powerful" rose a smile on my face as I looked at Space.
"How come you're here again, instead of you coming with your parents, why come back again?" wonder Reno.
"Yes, I was there, but I came back here again because my mother and father went abroad again, my brother had an accident there" replied Angkasa.
"Oh Allah is very sorry"
Surprised to hear the news.
"About you're okay, aren't you?" worry mother.
"People still do not know the development of bun, papa same mama again to there, later if they get there they will definitely ngabarin Angkasa" replied Angkasa.
"Why don't you go there?" wonder Alisa.
"I don't want to, I just want to be here" Space replied.
"If I go there, I will most likely not return to this country again" Inner Space.
"Yes you have stayed here first, later mother will call papa with your mother, mother also want to know how your sister is" Angkasa nodded.
"Yes bun" replied the Space.
"Let's go to Mr. Jarwo's house, I can't wait to see his condition, in that magical village I didn't have time to wander there, because there are many cassava that can make us discovered"
"Luckily you do not get caught, if it is caught later in danger, you may not come back here again forever" fear mother.
"It will not happen bun, we it will definitely return, mother do not have to worry excessively"
gongs
gongs
gongs
"Let's go there, I can't wait to get there"
"Yes come" we accelerated the steps towards the house of Mr. Jarwo who had begun to approach.
I saw a smile on my face when now the house of Mr. Jarwo who has been decorated with flowers is right in front of me.
"Let's go in" take the mother.
I nodded happily and went into the house of Mr. Jarwo which was full of citizens who were mostly from Cambodian village and also the village of Penari.
I sit in a chair that has been neatly arranged because tonight there will be a traditional dance performance, tonight the beginning of the opening celebration which is held every year regularly.
"Mother why is there any dance, like the opening celebration that is usually held every year?"
"Indeed a routine celebration every year that this time at home pak Jarwo" replied the mother.
"Why is there here bun, usually it's always in the village next door?"
"Maybe because all of you did Indri's wedding so that the party was longer too" replied the mother.
I was silent and felt strange because only this time the celebration was held in the village of Cambodia, usually always in the village of Dancers.
"Where are you in the empty pelaminan, where are Indri and her husband?"
"Maybe not finished and, just wait, they will definitely come out" replied the mother by continuing to see the traditional dance brought by some women who come from the village of Dancers.
I waited for a while and sure enough the newlywed couple sat down at the aisle.
"The woman is not" my inner self.
The bride was no stranger to me, I sharpened my vision because my vision was wrong.
"No, she's really the bride I met in the magical village, why she could be here" my inner voice was shocked when I saw the bride.
"Who is the bride's name?"
"Indri, if the guy is called Ilyas, he's his son Pak Sabeni, a rich man in the next village" replied the mother.
I was surprised not to play when I knew that the bride was really mbk Indri.
"Sa that's not the bride we met in the magical village" I whispered in Space's ear.
"Yes she is indeed a woman who cries for help with us so that we get her out of there" replied Angkasa slowly because around us there are many citizens.
"Why is he here, if he can get out of that magical village"
"I also don't know za, but why do I feel that he we see here is different from the one we see in the occult village" hunch Angkasa.
"How different?"
"If here his face is a bit pale, not fresh like in the occult, and what is it, why is the way he ogles people so cynical" I looked back at Indri and it turned out that there was a lot of change in him.
He was really very different to the Indri mbk we met in the occult village, and that difference made us very suspicious of him.
"It looks like his body is in control"