The Underwater Palace
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Laras narrowed his eyebrows while looking at me in wonder, “kamu why Yes? Early in the morning was dumb.”

“Any Race,” sahutku brief.

“Truthful kangen I same atmosphere here,” said Laras.

“Oh yes, we go this way on Sunday,” continued Laras.

“Where?”

“Taman Siring's. All nyari sweat,” sahut Late.

“By deh, I change clothes first yes,” 

The time is still showing at 05:40 am, I take a shower and change clothes.

After that I say goodbye to Abah to go for a walk to the free day car in the city center.

Laras and I drove to the location using Laras' motorcycle. On the way back Laras asked about my attitude.

“Yes you've been there a lot, right?” ask Laras.

“New Race this time is the same as you,”.

“Means this is the first time.”

“Iya.”

“You why the hell Yes? When I woke up I saw that you were dumb,” said Laras.

“I ... Do I have to accept it?” sahutku.

“Receive what? You shot a guy?”

“Not it Barrel. It's a yellow crocodile inguan problem .”

“It's up to you Yes. I can't tell you to accept it or not. Because the decision is on you.” 

I sighed at the words of Laras, I have to think about this many times it makes me in a dilemma. On the one hand I accept or not the result will be the same.

“But if I were you, maybe I would take it.”

The words made me flinch, what exactly was my decision wrong, is it because I was selfish just thinking about my own life.

“But I have to do the ritual Ras,” I said.

“It is an ancestral relic Yes, even a culture. You once said that not many people remember this. What's wrong with us being one of the cultural successors,” said Laras.

I think Laras's saying has a point, but I'm still not ready for it. I kept thinking about it until unconsciously apparently we arrived at the main location of the mosque.

I did not expect at this hour that many people have gathered to just take a leisurely walk or exercise. Even though the sky is still gray to blue, the dawn rays also only show the bias.

This is my first time going to a place like this, there are many food vendors, as well as items even I can find people who are running in the morning while carrying their pets.

My sadness at losing my grandmother is a little over-treated because of the crowd.

“Aya. We go to Siring Yuk there is a floating market,” said Laras.

“Ah time? Not just in the river.”

“Now there is also. Come!” Barrel pulled my hand.

Laras and I walked towards the big bridge with the typical motif of the banjar, there were so many people that I had to slow down my steps a little so as not to hit people.

Until I got to that place, there were plenty of rides for the kids there. 

Laras pulled me until we got to the place where Laras meant. 

A market that sells a variety of food and garden products, the market is completely floating with wooden boards arranged in such a way. 

Laras and I spent quite a long time in that place, Laras also took me around. 

I also had a selfie with Laras in the iconic statue of my city.

“We go home yuk,” take me.

“Ya we have been here quite a long time, how have you not been sad anymore?” ask Laras.

I shook my head, “thank you Ras.”

Laras just smiled then stood up and walked slowly towards the parking lot.

Laras and I went home, when I got home I saw you watching TV with some people.

“Assalamualaikum,” says.

“Walaikumsalam,” people say simultaneously.

I kissed the back of his hand and sat down next to him. After I noticed it was apparently the people from my late mother's family. 

I greeted them and kissed the back of their hands.