The Tears Of Wedding
Chapter 66 Viral Kades

The struggle for months when going to face the election of kades turned out not to end with his election of Guntur mas as the village head. It is precisely back that the struggle must get stronger, our inner dzohir must be strong. Even faith must also be strengthened to face many temptations.

Although we are aware, Guntur mas can be selected not only because of the results of his hard work. There are also prayers from teachers and parents. And neighbors and friends too. Mother alone who always ketus on me and often angry at the Thunder mas for often defending me if mother disfigured me, I remember how he followed the advice of elders in our family. I was asked not to sleep all night tomorrow was election time. I don't know what Mom did. Because at that time me and Guntur were in a different place. It's in the mosque. I was at home with Ziyah.

I just returned from the house of Bu Wati, a neighbor and friend of Guntur mas from SD. I was there to pay or reimburse her for making cookies when the night was about to be selected. I just got money from the garden that is sold every two weeks. When he arrived at home, Guntur had returned from the Regency capital.

“Assalamu'alaikum.” My speech.

“Waalaikumsalam. Just wanted to pick up dik.” Answer the Thunder.

I sat down on the side of Thunder mas who seemed to have just made his own coffee. Mas Guntur is not the type of husband that anything wants to be served. If I was busy and not at home, he would make his own coffee. Even I who have to hold Ziyah while sauteing vegetables, will definitely be seized by sutil in my hands by the Thunder mas. I will be asked to take care of Ziyah. He took over the cooking.

The thunder put out his cigarette. He took Ziyah from my sling.

“Wah son of the Father..kangen father of the same Ziyah.” Guntur said while kissing Ziyah's nose, cheeks and forehead. Then he closed in on Ziyah. And Ziyah rebelled. He would most not like to be treated that way. And the Thunder mas would laugh if he saw the cute expression of Ziyah who was feeling annoyed.

Understandably this morning Guntur mas left at 6 am when Ziyah was still asleep.

“How about mas?,” Ask me.

“Besok mornings district people come here. Clothes for the inauguration will be brought directly. So we can choose directly the appropriate size. But the shoes have to buy themselves. His shoes are up to size 41. I'll use the 42.” Obviously the Thunder again.

“Buccess?” Ask me.

The distinctive smile of the Thunder mas was adorned on his face.

“Tomorrow if your mas is a new Regent does not free, hehehe....” The answer.

I pinched his thigh.

“Awhh... Your mama Ziy.... KDRT.” Said Guntur mas while sticking his nose towards Ziyah's cheek.

“So kades just her struggle like this. From demit, slander, santet all come. Yesterday it was not one on one. But 4 on one. Umi Ayu until the drop, almost two nights he may not sleep because of nirakati mas. Moreover, the Regent. Poor Ziyah too, so less vent.” My speech.

The thunder man laughed, his shoulders shook at my words.

“Hahaha.... Dic. dik.. m. Guyon e.. . So the kades just roll like us. Especially the nyalon regent. Money where. Uh, how's Wati ma'am?” asked Guntur regarding my intention to replace the money he used to make 30 baking pans for us when right on election day.

“He does not want, nolak mas. It got to my pinch earlier. He said he sincerely nolong mas Guntur as a friend. He said he did not need to go to his house and nganggep friend again if you want to change the cost for the cake yesterday.” My speech.

Guntur sipped his coffee. He also placed the coffee cup on Ziyah's tiny lips. My daughter tasted the rest of the coffee that was attached to the cup.

"Wcpcpc...." The voice from Ziyah's tiny lips were enjoying the rest of the coffee in the cup. It was commonly done by Guntur since Ziyah had eaten MPASI. He said be strong. Dak returned Ziyah whined when the cup was pulled. Mas Thunder raised our daughter's body high once and kissed her cheek.

"Tomorrow if it's big, smart for coffee like mak e ya... " Say Mas Guntur to Ziyah.

"We owe a lot of gratitude to friends, neighbors and citizens who do not want to be paid and returned good help from the first we want to run the election until our Tasyakuran event Dik. Your job is to remind your husband if tomorrow you forget those who all out support us both energy, mind, even treasure for us selflessly."

"Ready Ma'am Kades...!" Said Mas Guntur with a respectful hand raised towards me.

I pinched his waist-friendly. He can always make me laugh. People might not believe that he was such a wonderful man to treat me as his wife. Because on the outside, the Thunder mas is notoriously stubborn and selfish. Even my mother and father in the first years went back and forth to ask me if I was happy. Did guntur treat me well.

And come in one day for the inauguration. Tomorrow morning we will go to the Regent's office. For the inauguration of village heads from all sub-districts in our district. The morning of Guntur pulled me to the room when I was with Mba Ani and Neneng as well as mother and Tika were making a cake for breakfast tomorrow morning before leaving for the inauguration.

"Sister..." Call the Thunder mas.

I followed him to his room.

"Jebule had the wrong shoe yesterday. It has to be something like this." Said Mas Guntur showing the picture on his phone.

I understand the words of my husband. 10 years of marriage I understand the meaning of Mas Guntur. I went to the closet. I slide a little wardrobe that is already shackled. Then I danced a thin can of old pagoda candy. I'll take two cans. And I opened, there was about 400 thousand money from those two thin cans. I leave it to the Thunder.

"Goddess..... Are you the same angel Mikail opo Dik? When every person asks for money, there is. The feeling of our income is not much" said Guntur looked on in disbelief to receive 4 pieces of money in blue.

"Well if you are with the angel Mikail, you don't even have to work. At home wae let his sustenance delivered to the house without my husband must sweat and his hands up calluses like this." He said as he rubbed one hand against his cheek.

"Vice.... You must be Rita Sugiarto's descendant ya Dik..." Guyons.

I scrunched my forehead. Instantly I remembered the song by Rita Sugiarto and then I humored.

"I'm not asked by.... Gold jewels and also money... But I hope you come home... Keep bringing loyalty..." Tempted me again as I lay my chin on his shoulder.

"Tock... Geck..." The sound of the door on the knock.

"Bak Sekar, the oil's gone." Tika's Voice.

Suddenly me and Thunder looked at each other.

"There are 2 more Pagoda cans?" Ask Guntur and raise his face towards the closet room.

"It looks like his nyimpen place kudu big yes mas so that the contents are also large... Hehe.."

"Aamiinu. Yes, I am leaving. Mumpung is still morning. You want to take a tuck? Your leg t-shirt is there for tomorrow?" Ask Guntur.

"Not yet, just drop it. God willing, ask for help only Tika tomorrow who make up ndak no need to rent," said I.

Mas Guntur nodded and grabbed the jacket and motorbike key. I'm not eman money. But enough money just to pay for the car and also for my needs until the harvest is 2 weeks away. And it turns out there are things that make me and Guntur surprised the three gladi in the afternoon at the Regent's Office.

"Is this the name of Mr Ahmad Guntur?"

"Where? Whereabouts? That Viral Kades?" Asked some people when they saw Guntur advance when called his name to shake hands with the Regent. His name is still Gladi then boisterous once some kades salami guntur mas. I was confused, with the word Viral.

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