The Journey of Love of the Monty Girl
Nokolontigi Night

Time passed, seconds rolled into minutes and minutes turned into hours later. While the task of the sun also began to be replaced by the moon to illuminate the earth. Really am! such a fast and unfeeling turn of time.

Yes, not the taste! Because in the world of this story, just follow the will of the author yes.. hihihi,😁😁😁️. Continue...!!!

After noon this day, he underwent a variety of customary rituals and traditions embraced by all local natives, including his family. Now in her room, the girl was sitting sweetly on her medium-sized bed.

Yes, that girl is none other than Naziah.

He was waiting for the customary elder who would perform the next customary ritual as a cover on that day. But make no mistake! It says closing, does not mean the last ritual. Because, the next day there are still other rituals that he lived.

At the moment, Naziah looks very, very different from before. Wh why? Because right now, he was wearing all-yellow custom clothing. From her clothes to the skirt she was wearing. She also wore various decorations and yellow trinkets on her head wrapped in a white hijab.

And his usual face was only polished powder and thin lipstick. Now polished with makeup that is quite thick and also striking colors. Although like that, Naziah's face did not seem menor in the slightest. The aura of her beauty was actually increasing many times over. She looks so pretty.

In that room, Naziah wasn't alone. He was accompanied by his two female friends and also his two younger siblings. While waiting for the customary elder to come to his room. They take pictures and joke. Sometimes Naziah seemed to smile embarrassed when he got the temptation of his best friend, Tita.

Meanwhile, secretly and without Naziah's knowledge. Ulli took a picture of him while smiling in such shame. And then send the photo to Rega's number. The one he picked up and copied onto his phone this afternoon. When he confiscated Naziah's cell phone secretly. And Naziah hasn't noticed it until now. If this afternoon, his phone was seized by one of his friends.

In a family room. While busy chatting with his Uncle, Anto and also his father Anto. And while looking at the women from his family who prepared some offerings that will be brought tomorrow. Rega's phone suddenly rang and shook. A sign that there is a notification coming in there.

Rega took his phone and checked the notification. Next to her eyebrows raised and linked to seeing a foreign number sent her a picture message. Curious! Rega pointed his thumb to press the mark on the image. So that the blurry image is open and clearly visible.

After waiting a few seconds to load. Finally, along with the picture opens. For a moment Rega's body and eyes were fixed. Then slowly, the look on his confused face changed. His eyes blinked very slowly. And his lips curved up to form a smile.

Stunned by the picture he had just seen. Without Rega realizing it, one of the women was already standing behind the sofa he was sitting on. Peering into his cell phone with a slight bow. And suddenly it was near Rega's ear. So, a little to make Rega surprised and look towards the source of the sound.

"Wah... my sister-in-law's candidate became more beautiful, huh... ? If you are like that!" said Mega, one of Rega's cousins.

Out of surprise, instead of responding to his cousin's words. Rega asked with a confused face. He wondered why suddenly his cousin was behind him.

"Sister Mega!!! What's that, brother??!" ask Rega.

"Hehehe. Just looking at your phone!" answer Mega while grinning. And with a look of face without feeling the slightest sin against his cousin's sister.

"That's Ziah's picture, isn't it?" megah asked, making sure.

"What is Ziah's house doing tonight, Om?" tanya Mega turned to her father Anto.

"The Nokolontigi ceremony, son." replied Anto's father.

"Nokolontigi ceremony??! What kind of show is that, Om?" ask Mega again.

"meaning?" rega's turn asked with a confused look on his face.

Hearing the word divorce and the hand of the prospective wife who will be given red. Rega really doesn't understand. In her mind, 'What does this have to do with trying to, between giving red in my future wife's hands and divorce? Just going to the discussion of the agreement, tomorrow. Now we're talking about divorce. Don't you understand me??'

"alright. Will explain a little. Before this Nokolontigi event was held. At the house of the bride-to-be first held a lecture event. As a form of protection and strength against the bride and her groom-to-be. In order not to be easily influenced by demons or evil spirits."

"With his Nokolontigi ceremony, as a symbolic meaning for the bride-to-be about an event of divorce. With the presence of equipment of symbolic value, such as:

Girlfriend leaves that have been finely ground and will give a red color to the hand of the woman. And as a symbol of blood (self-sacrifice in the event of a divorce).

Coconut oil that will be rubbed into the head of the woman. Which means, that the head will be cut off when it betrays.

Chalk series and talcum powder, symbol of the neck rod to be slaughtered; the

White cloth, a symbol of the shroud which means corpse.

So, every teenage woman to adult from our tribe who understands and understands the meaning of the ceremony. After marriage and belonging to a man. You will think repeatedly about betraying. Like that's just a piece of knowledge that I can explain." said Anto's father explained quite a long time wide.

While everyone in the room, compact nodded his head each sign understood. Megan and Rega.

"Then, does Ziah also understand and understand the meaning of the traditional ceremony, Om?" ask Mega again.

"of course. Ziah is one of the adolescent activists who highly uphold and highly appreciate every custom that exists. So, of course Ziah will understand the meaning of every ceremony and ritual that is being undertaken from a few days before. Until the ceremony of other rituals that he lived. After the reception and the reception tomorrow. I know him very well. Because I am one of his friends. He was also considered a brother to her. And vice versa, I also consider Ziah like my own sister."

Now it is Anto's turn to answer the question that was thrown.

"If so, it is certain that Ziah will never betray. So right here, you're the only one who needs to be careful, Ega! After Ziah's husband status later. Don't you betray him. If that happens, Ziah will cut off your head. Srett..!"'s search...!"

Speak Mega with a little pressing each of his words. At the end of the sentence he raised his right hand. Then he pointed to his neck in a slaughtering motion.

"Don't say that, brother! Every word can be a prayer. So, don't ever say that again. Me and Ziah are just ordinary people. The future of every human being that no one will be able to guess, know and determine, other than Allah SWT. In Allah, I and Ziah will be faithful to each other and able to maintain the integrity of our household later. Aaamiin!!!" answer Rega

"Aamiin...!!!" answer synchronously

Which is directly compact in aamiin' right by all who are there.

"Astagfirulabal.adzim...! Sorry Brother, Ega??! Brother does not mean." said Mega sincerely.

"Yes. Its alright. I have forgiven Kak Mega kok, before brother apologized." Rega replied sincerely. "Yes, Ega said to the room first. Assalamu'alaikum!" rega said goodbye to everything.

"Yes. Wa'alaikumsalam."