Tsunami Wedding
22. 17s

The clock showed at 12pm, Malik went home feeling lethargic. While at home Khadijah had cooked a lot for her husband.

"Bang, eat first."

"Abang wants to sleep, you will wake up if it's 2 o'clock, Jah!"

"Will you have lunch?"

"That's tired, Jah."

"Meat sambal terasi favorite of Abang."

"You eat by yourself first, don't talk anymore, you're sleepy."

Khadijah stroked his chest while being privileged. If only Malik's status was still only a cousin of his maybe he could fight with her but now the man was already her husband. People he should respect throughout his life.

"Dad not eat, Mommy?" Ask Riska.

"Dad wants to sleep, he said, we eat first yuk!"

"Why are you crying?"

"Mamak is not crying" Khadijah lied.

"Riska who feeds Mamak, Mamak want to wear what?"

"Everything, Honey."

Khadija is still grateful, because it is given an angel as beautiful as Riska. Not much hope, he wants Riska healthy always and given a long life because he is the only child that still exists in the world.

***

Seventeen August is the Independence Day of the Republic of Indonesia. Tradition in this region, they will hold all kinds of races, ranging from smart meticulous, children, teenagers and adults, even to parents there is also a race.

For the parents' race, they named it a balloon jog. Husband and wife couples dance to each other while maintaining the balloon that is on his forehead. When the music stops, they have to show something funny. If the ball falls, the pair is declared dead.

Everyone laughed except for the competing pair, they could not laugh because they held a balloon that they were not allowed to fall.

"Nature, lose again we're not! You've done so many times Mr. Marcus' style," Martha's cerocos at length.

"Oh, this one mamak noisy times. Just this race, even for the exclamations. Don't baper your times! Ngarepin what are you? His prize? Only the highest dispenser. Tomorrow I'll buy you ten, nyicil all!"

The plot!

Martha snapped at her husband's head, "No need to talk about you Bang if the tip is nyicil. Just embarrass you!"

"Ngapain shy, stupid! It's been our public secret here nyicil, let alone the same Wak Santi, right Wak? Can we take a lot of dispensers, right? Let's distort Marcus's stomach."

Everyone chuckled at the husband and wife debate. That's how they color the story of the household. They just had a fight, now they're better.

Music is back in play, Malik jogged at will, as well as Yuda. While Khadijah and Lisa look shy while maintaining the balloon.

'Come! 'Come! 'Come!

The screams of the audience made the two men more eager to dance. "Don't get close, nyenggol Kelen later!" Shouted Martha.

Not to mention Martha's words in the wind, Lisa and Malik's back touched accidentally making Lisa become misbehaved and eventually the balloon fell.

"Well, 'kan ... I just told you not to get close, it's been tacky!"

"Hust! It's so noisy of you, Martha."

"Go me, Wak," said Martha to Wak Santi.

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