THE MOUNTAINEER'S STRUGGLE
Epslut.18

Yudis parked his car in the corner of the police station. That place is still empty. I don't know why the parking lot was so crowded.

Ayu painstakingly carried Sisil who was asleep. Judis opens the car door and tries to help Ayu. The girl shook her head. His hands were not touched by Judithira. The handsome doctor in his great coat was anxious. It was still Ayu. Taboo touched by ajnabi. They want to be caught in a trap without ever letting go.

Don't come near, brother, if Ayu fainted how? Enough of what you said earlier made my heart stop beating for a while. Joking though, I was happy. Never mind, the joke alone has raised hopes as high as the clouds, if so, how happy it is. Do not dream Ayu, if awake will hurt.

Judis relented. They entered the police station. Not to mention reporting Yoga Haditama tergopoh come half running. Pulling Sisil from Ayu's embrace. Sisil woke up in shock.

"Papa, I miss papa, "he sagged as he cried.

"Father look for you, son, thank God you come home. Papa's afraid of losing you like losing Mama. Thanks to you .... Ayy!"

A shocked tone was clearly drawn on his face. New ngeh if the one who holds his son is Ayu. Uporia for meeting with the princess only wayangnya make Yoga does not care anything. Didn't even realize it was Ayu. The woman who once stopped and became king even though she tried to be forgotten.

Not only Yoga, Ayu and Yudis are also surprised by the fact that the beautiful child who is found is the daughter of Yoga.

"Yes, I, Sisil the daughter of Yoga sir?" answer Ayu.

"Yes, I used to tell you that I have a beautiful daughter. This is Cecilia, Sisil's nickname. How did you find Sisil?"

"I saw her crying at the stop looking for her and calling her Papa. Didn't think it turned out you were Sisil's papa."

"I'm late to go home. Babysitter off guard. Sisil searched until the complex came out. Somehow we got to the bus stop. Thank you for bringing us back." Yoga holds Sisil.

The little girl never knew what her mother looked like. Since birth it has been left after childbirth. Only through the photo can know the appearance of his mother.

Actually Yoga used to want to ask Ayu. However, his status as a one-beaked widower made him retreat.

Ayu is still very young if she has to bear the burden of her daughter's responsibilities. Yoga is still afraid to open the heart because it is not alone. Many women approach and try to get into their lives. Yoga is not flinching. Afraid of just loving her doesn't love Cecilia.

"We're good to sit down, sir, pity Sisil is also sore in the hold." asked Judis.

They sit on long benches. Sisil hugged Ayu. They joke and play happily. Sisil invites Ayu to walk in search of food. Yoga and Judis.

Yoga smile. Ayu turned out to be very good at attracting the attention of small children. Sisil is very difficult to adapt to strangers, immediately sticky and spoiled on him. Happy if the sight can be seen for the rest of his life. I hope Ayu can be your mother, son. Rapal Yoga in the heart.

Judis growled at yoga watching Ayu without blinking. Woy boy, I'm here. Thought dodol what blocking is not considered. Growled. The eyes of Yoga imply love. Nanar stared expectantly. This great competitor is mah. Must roll up your sleeves.

"Sir, have you known Ayu for a long time?" Judis opened the conversation.

"Yes, it was two years ago. I became a guidance counselor at KKN in the village and Ayu always helped us. Everything went well thanks to his help. Great woman."

Yoga answers without seeing the other person. His eyes were engrossed in watching Sisil who was playing with Ayu. Soon old hopes returned in the. Why to retreat when the status of a widower is pinned. After all, if the soul mate is also finally found. We met maybe it was god's destiny, Ayu.

Judis keki abis. Well, these guys aren't very polite. This is what I consider. Once try to see the handsome face of the cave. Disrespectful. Judis furious.

"Come, I'll drive you home. It's five in the afternoon. Later you can go to Malaman," Yudistira asked.

"Let me, Doctor. I want to say thank you to Ayu," sela Yoga did not lose.

Lah busyet, emang Ayu doang. I want to put it where. A street boy can be here. Gemes. Goiters. Growled. Mixed jealousy peppering. I want Judis to be the head of Yoga.

"Just like me, Yu." Judis.

"Just be with me." Yoga does not lose

Ayu just gawked. This is a creature of two. Does this mean they are fighting for attention. God, what was last night's dream. Must be a snatch of two super creatures. Confused would.

"Father home by herself. Thanks for the offer. Sisil, pretty. Auntie go home first."

Sisil. Mouth conical. Sad, angry when his new best friend has to leave.

"Sisil can play to Aunt's house. Papa knows Aunt's house. There's Ratna, Auntie who's your age. Could be the same as him if he went home. Stt ... don't cry. Aunt can go last night. That pretty boy had a lot of smiles not his cry." I wiped away the little girl's tears

Sisil tried to smile.

"May I call .... The mama? Mama I look like Auntie, she's pretty and hijab too." her retina's glazed

Ayu hugged the little girl. Nodded. Unable to answer. Sad and sad if you imagine life never know the caress of mother.

"Please ... Mama," said Sisil. A single tear was present in his eyes.

Yoga teruh. I hope it makes Ayu your mother, baby.

Judis riding pitam. His anger went up to the crown. I want to drag Ayu. Don't be a wife and mother to anyone but me. Want to scream it out loud. Until his voice could pierce through the seventh heaven. In fact, only a fist can be rounded. Not a word, just kept in the heart.

Ayu went in with Sisil. A hug and a kiss Ayu gave as a sign of farewell. The same two men harbored a sense of hope they also gained. Dreamlike. Ayu has already walked away.

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The Maghrib Adhan has been echoed. The divine call calls. It's almost night. Car milling. However, where is the angkot that was waiting since an hour ago.

Ayu confused herself. Day went by night. No public transport in front of him. Taking a taxi is not the solution. His wallet only contains a rupiah. It will not be enough to pay for a taxi.

Regret not receiving the services of these two people. But, choosing would hurt one of them.

What's wrong with the ears. Judis said she wanted to be his candidate. Ah, there's no way. Ayu shook her head. It means Judis shot him. Don't shy away, Ayu.

The shadow of yoga attention during this time also overshadowed. Ah, is it true that Pak Yoga also keeps the heart.

Ayu is not married. Like a flower has bloomed but reluctant beetles come. The education of villagers who are only SD graduates becomes a barrier to applications.

All seemed to close themselves from the charm of the jasmine. Reluctant to approach even though fragrant. Not not not want. They are minders themselves. Don't want a more established wife education. Fear of not being able to steer and not being directed.

Different if the escort or not even school. Men will easily make them obedient, without demanding. If it is smart, it is difficult to control.

The wrong understanding. Women as great as anything, as smart as anything still make the family and husband supreme. They can work outside the home. When you return, it is still the family's top priority.

"This is the result of ngeyel" chirped Yudis who was sitting next to Ayu whose wish was out of nowhere.

"Sir Judis?"

"The city's numbers demo from noon, tomorrow only there. It's already night time. When do you want to wait here?"

"What's the real question of the demo, brother?"

"Did ayu see angkot from noon?"

"No, it's been one o'clock in the afternoon looking for a ride but not finding one."

Ayu quiet. Home is certainly late goods just arrived. If overnight also fear slander. I should What?

"Hallo, Mr. Herman. It's me, Yudistira. Still remember. Alhamdulillahot. This I met on the same road Ayu. I happen to not be able to drive home. I beg you to inform his family if Ayu will stay at Utari's house. Oh, yeah, thank you. Sorry to bother."

Ayu bengong's. Yudis without permission called Mr. Herman, the RW chief in the village. People who have cell phones in their village. This man is right. I haven't agreed. Caper. Carmuk. Ayu was upset by him.

"Let's go. It's already night. We rest at home" asked Judis maksa.

His hand was about to lead Ayu. Ayu shakes. Find opportunities. Sorry this time it failed. Whisper Ayu in the heart.

I got in the car with a force. There's no choice. Dag Dig heart dug can't be compromised. Win by remaining silent.

"Well must be disappointed because it's not Yoga that takes you home. That's why just shut up. Getting angry?"

O Allah, what is the mind of Judis. If only I could peek into the heart. Only your name is there. Why do you think there's someone else? Ayu stroked the chest. Stuffy.

"What's this brother talking about. I was just confused as to what to talk about so quietly," Ayu replied sadly.

"Yoga is good and handsome. His profession is also very well established. You will be happy if you can marry him" said Judis Ketir. Seeing Ayu is good to her child may be because it is also dear to her Papa.

"Whoever wants me, sister, Pak Yoga is a smart man. Mapanese. Many students or colleagues. Where to attract a country girl like me."

"You guys are compatible, you know, it's good to be a couple."

Ayu. He refused to answer all the words of Judis. Idiotically. My heart is not for him but you. Insensitive.

Judis was silent too. I don't know why meeting with Yoga makes him bad mood. All wrong all. Angry is unclear.

The car entered the courtyard of the magnificent house with four floors. Ayu was amazed to see the classic design house. Such a big house. Beautified by the beautiful garden in front of the house. Gazebo beautify the page.

The gazebo was better than his wooden house in the village. Ayu's fascinated. Amazed by the beauty of the artistic layout of the building that is so magnificent between the houses around it.

"Come down, this is my house" asked Judis.

The door was opened by someone from inside. Mak Inah opened the door. A smile greeted his employer.

"Assalamualaikum." Ayu said. The clench shook the old Mak.

Mak Inah was silent. How polite this sweet girl is. It was very different from the other Judas.

"Waalaikum greetings, mangoes enter Neng."

Ayu entered unnerved by the grandeur of the house. All the furniture is so exotic. Ancient and modern shades blend together.

White paint on the walls combined with classic European-style furniture adds to the artistic impression. Paintings on canvas decorate every corner of the room. It was like going into an art gallery. All kinds of painting are available there.

"Tumben, Den Yudis bring cool chick. Beautiful, polite, shalihah. Mom likes this girl" whispered Mak Inah.

Judis smiled. Your reaction will be the same. Several times bringing a girlfriend to the house all so groggy and ridiculous in front of the general. All scared and running.

Papa looks very sad. The sharp glare of his eyes made a silence. His voice made a pique. No one's boyfriend can make Papa nod his head in agreement.

"Home home, Dis." The powerful voice shocked Yudistira.

Om Wijaya saw Ayu from head to toe. It was very different from the other Judas.

"Assalamualaikum, sir. Sorry to interrupt. I Ayu. I'm sorry if I'm visiting on a night like this" Ayu said.

Clutching hands on chest introduces yourself. Feeling that the host wants to know his identity. Not saluting is just a sign of respect.

Great, beautiful, elegant, daring to look into the eyes of an old lion. Is this Ayu the mountain girl? The girl who changed Yudhishthira.

"Dash? It feels familiar this name. Is this Ayu I mean, Dis?" tanya Om Wijaya.

"Yes, Pah, Ayu seems very tired. Let it clean itself. We'll eat after the shower, Ayu"

Judis cut off his father's words. Afraid to talk too much. Now different. There is already a competitor Yoga. Must be careful to be afraid if it turns out Ayu's heart is not for him. Yoga may be more appropriate for Ayu.

Ayu headed for the room between Mak Inah. Judis and Om Wijaya were sitting in the living room.

"Why can you go home with Ayu, Dis?"

Om Wijaya stared intently at his son. There must be an obvious reason, bringing home people's children night-night.

Judis told him everything without anyone being covered up. From the beginning of the meeting to bring Ayu home.

"Based on you, smart to look for opportunities. Utari is gone."

"If not, when can I see you. My alibi, right, pah? Thank God, Papa could know the chosen woman of Judis. What do you think, Papa?"

"Beautiful, attractive and personable. A person who is firm and strongly upholds the principles of life like Mama. It's not wrong to choose you, Dis." Om Wijaya gave a thumbs up.

Judis smiled. The first time the father praised a girl who was brought home. That smile turned wry when I remembered Yoga.

"You seem to be in an inner war. Why?"

"I doubt his feelings, Pah, I shot him but I didn't respond. Not to mention meeting with Yoga, the lecturer. It also seemed to look at the taste in Ayu. Maybe Ayu likes him."

"Well, he said play boy class. It was before the war. Shame dong son of the general kok mlempem."

Judis blushed. Papa's right. It was also without making sure to go home and almost lose the idol.

"That's not a no-man's item. If you want Ayu, don't go after Ayu. Shoot his parents. Get new blessing to grab his son. The typical village is usually so. So don't expect Ayu's answer. Until the horse's leaflet won't say yes either."

"Pantesan even silent him," said Yudistira.

"You're either stupid or you're not smart. Take her home tomorrow. Please ask both of his parents. If there's a green light we'll apply and bring in the troops, ok!"

"This papa, stupid and not clever is the same. Ah, it could be"

"If stupid is about IQ but if clever it is the ability to manage circumstances and conditions. Masyaa Allah, Ayu?" Pekik Om Wijaya was stunned to see Ayu who walked down the stairs.

Ayu looks graceful wearing a robe belonging to mama Judis. So compatible with peach color hijab. At first glance the two children and the father saw a loved one who had gone home.

They almost shed tears. Hopefully that shady face will also complement this house. It brings back the smiles and joy that have been lost. Like Mama used to be.

To be continue~