The Value of Loyalty
Missing the Weight Cross Searching for Signal
Did you meet for the first time with a marriage offer?
“Try mother said from yesterday-yesterday, I am ready to marry her. I'm leaving tomorrow, so I have to wait three more months mother.”
“We are still in college aunt.” Her speech.
“Yes already, mom just remembered you guys. But if it has really done so much better you marry, do not get the wrong way!”
“Remember you are still the responsibility of us parents, so if you are wrong step automatically we first who will be asked to account for your new answers. Ngerikan?”
It turns out Mother Linggar someone who is a little religious. And a girl is visiting a man's house could be
negative assessment.
“Ya, mother stay first. Rindi seems ashamed of her mother. Aye Rin?”
“No aunt, may not be used to it.”
“So should get used to it first?” Linggar who seemed ready to get used to the meeting between his lover and mother.
“Aiisss,” subconsciously gave his glare at Linggar.
“Yes, have you guys combrol first. Mommy wants to eat for you!”
“No need mother, we already ate earlier in mall.” The answer was quick, he had to leave the place immediately. Before the negative value decreases
“Ke mall? No one is in college?” Mother now looked at them with her eyes perfectly open. Now its value is decreasing.
“So who's ajakin who?”
How to be serem yah?
“Linggar ajakin truant bun!” Rindi replied quickly, not wanting the value to decrease.
“Bun, tomorrow I'm gone, just want to finish the same time Rindi. We are not doing anything. Really. swear!” Poking the two-fingered symbol towards the mother, equipped with a slightly flattened face. I hope you understand her feelings at this time.
A feeling that seemed reluctant to part with Rindi. The feeling of wanting to spend more time with her lover before longing comes to attack.
“Yes, but you guys skipped, didn't go to class?”
It turns out that the cute face of Linggar is not able to make the mother become lethargic.
“Here you!” Without pause now his ears are wrapped because of the actions of the mother.
“Yes, forgive mom. Pain bun.”
“Bun already! Shame on Rindi.” While patting his own cheek, may be diverting the pain because the mother's punishment is now not playing games in his ear.
“You, not the real ngajakin uh even ngajakin skip class.” Mother with her hands still at home
lodged in Linggar's ears, made the man continue to beg for mercy.
“Awas, next time ngajakin kids truant again!”
“Iya bun, this is the last one. Ouch, swear bun, this hot!” He still stroked his cheek and kept moving away
from the mother who had just released her hand from her ear.
“Down in first!”
“Duh, you sadist! No pity on his son what?” Her speech while looking at the figure of the mother who walked away from them.
“Rin, want to take a walk to the side? See where I hang out with the kids?” He asked, but as if he did not want to wait for an answer from Rindi because he had stood with his hand outstretched towards Rindi.
And now they have been on the terrace next to the Linggar house. Sitting side by side in a reclining chair, with two glasses of coloured drink and a plate of sliced brownies.
“This field we loh that make.” While glancing at Rindi then turned to look at the basketball court that was in front of them. There is a sense of pride when showing one of his works together with friends.
“I, Arman with other friends. Uh, same with your ex too! Dad who prepared the ingredients.”
“Mantan? Wh who? Fery?” Rindi turned her head towards Linggar who was beside her.
Fery's? Are Linggar and Fery very close?
“Not, Erlangga.”
“I've never dated him!” Turning your eyes back towards the basketball court that is still a little blinding, making the eyes should be slightly narrowed.
“Iya, haven't had time. Hunting courtship with Fery right?”
This man knew almost his whole life.
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Instead of joining the friends who have been ready near their respective buses, Linggar prefers both with Rindi. Spend some time before he really leaves.
If he could he would like to include Rindi with him. Hiding the girl in her backpack. Do not forget a dose of salted fish stock from the mother who has boarded the bus first.
Mother said, “ Make provisions, we do not know the conditions there how.”
Just got up and took off Rindi's hand during the last call to get on their respective bus. Don't forget the warm embrace that he said was the last, and maybe this will be the last time.
“Rin, once you go home dong meet mom!” Her request.
“Yes, wait for me to come home again.”
“Don't forget the phone. Don't be naughty, yeah! Watch out!” Threats accompanied by a smile.
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In a village located in a mountainous area, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, with clean air away from pollution is suitable for the cleaning of the respiratory tract.
The trip was so very, very long and very tiring.
How not, it turns out that just taking the bus is not enough for their trip.
A river they had to cross first, before finally returning down a rocky path with only the help of shoes attached to their feet.
Do not forget Linggar who brought a dose of provisions from the mother.
Luckily the other friends want to understand until alternately carrying the dose.
They will enjoy it too!
The atmosphere is calm and the air is cool and clean.
It is fitting to release fatigue after a very tiring activity, but to last for three months? Still need thought up to hundreds of times, especially if added with longing that is increasingly burdensome heart.
It didn't take long for them to feel homesick. Even last night, as if it had clouded the time like half a century. Moreover, the place that Linggar visited did not provide a good opportunity to communicate.
Linggar is not the only person who feels the longing that is increasingly heavy. Other friends too.
Missing the crowded home with family plans.
Missing the cuisine of the mother who always makes forget themselves to add portions many times. And misses on
lover of heart certainly.
And they go hand in hand, please help as long as they are away from home.
Included in looking for signals just to give news to loved ones.
It took an extra struggle for them just to get one from at the top right end of their phone screen.
Run here and there with your hands held high while holding your phone or climbing a tree.
Communication difficulties that make slowly eliminate the habit of Linggar and Rindi greet each other through the phone screen.
“Hai dear, how are you?” Waving my hand at the camera.
“I cannot always contact you, here the signal is not good.”
“This can only make vidio keep sending for you, so if you miss me, open this vidio only.”
“Rin, hug!” Say it while acting spoiled.“It's cold here, at night, it's cold.”
“Where is the lecture? Aren't we? How is it there? Not stubborn, right?”
“Salam ya sama Lilis, say the same Lilis, same friends you also make take care of my girl who is there!”
“Call the same Lilis make angryain if my girl is all kinds!”
“Rin, kangen tau!”
“Rin, send vidio also well! Make kangen medicine also.”
“Udah first yeah! I'm gonna send this vidio first. Abis made this vidio, I have to climb a tree to send this vidio.”
“There! That tree there!” While directing the camera to a mango tree with several large twigs where it rests if it is above.
It turned out that there was one friend who had just stepped down from the place he had just shown. Maybe do the same with him, record and send vidio, or maybe make a call while in the tree?
“Tuh, look at it. Shadow my struggle just to give news to you.so you send vidio also well. I just want to look at your face.”
“Eh, don't forget to send vidionya. Kangen know Rin.”
“Yes, I love you. Watch out don't be naughty! No other guy's lyrics. I'll be home soon!”
Turn off the camera that has been recording all his activities. Standing for a moment while looking towards the towering tree became his goal.
It was not just a heavy miss. But looking for signals is also heavy.
To Be Continued!
Don't forget his finger on the shake well!
Mumpung is still early in the week, notch up the vote dong!
Duh sleepy.
Is there coffee?
All the same flowers make a snack when nulis.