The Tears Of Wedding
Chapter 29 Go Home

Mother, father and Imas helped usher my return to Sumatra by renting a car to get to Loreng Bus Locket. Arriving at the counter we also confirmed to the counter. Mother looked sad, even last night I, Imas and Mother slept together. What you imagine is the same as I imagined. Because for me, with the condition of a husband who works odd jobs is also peasant, it is impossible to demand for Mudik every year. Moreover, the condition of the father who almost often drop, some drugs sometimes not borne B P J S, then we have to buy outside the cost of B P J S.

"Mother.... " Say mother hugged me tightly when we were about to board the bus.

"Mother.... Hix... " My sobs can't stand it. From home, I try not to cry. But in vain when I was about to board the bus. There's a sense of tightness that I can't really say. Only tears can explain how much I feel about not wanting to get away from my parents. But I can't, I'm a wife. Where my husband takes me I have to go. Difficult, happy as long as the husband is still responsible for me. Then I must follow him.

"Mbak Sekar's.... " Say the Imas who cried. At that time my youngest brother was still Junior High when I got married, now he is an adult. She was prettier than the original video that I often see on medsos or phone connection vya video that we often do.

"Titip mom and dad. Watch out, no need to date. If anyone wants to, look at the script. Not his looks." Remember me to Imas. Yesterday I accidentally saw a photo of a man in his makeup course book. So I was worried that my sister was lulled just because of the handsome face of a man, there was nothing wrong with a handsome husband. But most importantly, his. Because good looks are relative. Like now, my husband may not include handsome criteria for those fans Park Hyung Sik or Nicholas Saputra but in my eyes, Mas Thunder is handsome, dashing and full of charm.

Because I never compared her to other men let alone the husband of others. Then my love for her is intact, uncontaminated by my delusion. As of right now, we are sitting in a chair that has 2 sheets. The thunder boy asked me at the window.

"Just here, brother." His love for me.

I'm nodding. As the bus began to run, I stared from behind the glass. I saw Father, Mother and Imas waving their hands.

"May you always be happy, healthy always.... " My mumble.

The thunder pulled my hand. He held it tight and his head rested on my arm.

"Not crying anymore. The cold later.... " remembered.

We enjoyed the night trip by falling asleep. But for a few hours, I woke up. The AC above feels very cold. I'm supposed to provide a small towel to cover the head of this AC. Though the Thunder mas has moved the AC direction out, but still felt in my head.

"What's up, Dik.... " She said.

"The AC is still cold." My speech.

The Thunder lifted his head. He also took a blanket from his backpack. He covered our bodies with a blanket he brought from Sumatra.

"So this is why the blanket can't be removed from the backpack yesterday?" Ask me while smiling.

"Your own yesterday. To sit with the grandmothers. If it's a girl, it's a hassle.... " Say Mas Guntur. I reflexively patted his arm. Then a little whisper into the ears of Thunder.

"Yesterday is permitted marriage ma girl, do not want. "my tease.

I pinched Guntur mas's stomach. Makes him grimace slowly. He did not dare to laugh because it seemed that the passengers on the bus were all asleep. We were able to enjoy our sleep because it was not cold anymore. When our bus goes into the boat. Thunder seemed to be observing something.

"See who?" Ask me a curious.

"It seems like I know the boy." Said Mas Guntur as we got off the bus. Mas Guntur invited me to the top deck. Enjoy the beautiful sea. I followed the son of Guntur's eyes.

"Yes, like a stranger." My speech.

I saw a woman and a man. It still seems to be ABG. Even at the top, the woman and the man took a very friendly photo. Me and Guntur did not dare to be ashamed.

"Maybe they're newlyweds." Said me because it seems that Thunder was also observing that pair of lovebirds.

"Can be.... " Say Mas Guntur fast, he also threw a glance towards the sea.

"You know, our lives are like the ark.... " Say Guntur mas while enjoying his cigarette.

"Continue reading, what am I?" Ask me to hold tightly the iron that became the fence of the Ferry.

"You screen. And the kids are the passengers. Religion is the compass. Science here is your quality as a screen, I am the captain.. Then we'll get to the destination if we have all but one." Her speech.

I turned towards Mas Guntur who was smoking his cigarette inside.

"Passenger, then there is or is not a passenger. We'll keep sailing and we'll stay until our destination. So don't be too sad if this ship has no passengers. We use our time to collect supplies to arrive at our destination already have enough supplies." Mas Guntur.

I nodded steadily. If my husband who should be able to remarry for reasons of wanting offspring just wants to survive and try to be happy, why don't I.

"I thought of Kyai Rohim and Umi Laila's message, Mas." I said while enjoying the sea breeze.

"Maybe we are asked to help him both in preaching. At least we can take your share. You do not have to teach anyway, I intend after this to teach again and serve Gus Damar. You, too. We will use our age for useful activities. Including helping activities in Safna's cottage." Mas Guntur.

I also know what Guntur said

'Hopefully.' I said as I looked up at the sky.