TWENTY
SEASON TWO ~ I am Sorry

The wall clock still shows at half-eight in the evening, not yet time for me to sleep. Because usually at ten in the night I just slept. Be now I'm busy telling Salma a story to erase a moment of the pain Jimmy left behind. There's a lot of things we're talking about. Starting from food, clothes, newly opened restaurants, to wedding problems.

“So that's Na. Every day I have to face Mas Rendi. The beginning of the marriage is a bit surprised anyway, but over time also finally get used to.” Salma tells the story of Rendi's shocking behavior after marrying her.

“Iya. Most people will show their true nature when they are married. But if for the spoiled nature of Rendi it does not make me wonder anyway, people until now are still spoiled by their mother. Just the cover is made so cool that,” I said I was too honest about Rendi. Makes me and Salma laugh.

“Kalau Mas Alif how is Na? What qualities did you not expect to have in him?” salma asked in between her laughter.

This why should we discuss that person anyway?!!! No other chat material, huh?

“Replace topic deh Sal. Lazy if I want to discuss him now.”

“Yes I want to know Na.” Lah. Why is it that Salam's face is suddenly made sad? It makes me feel guilty.

“O-oh Mas Alif huh? If I don't think the same nature of jealousy mudan him.”

“Good dong! Jealousy is a sign of love.” Look kan! His face turned back as it was.

“Iya anyway jealous is a sign of love, but if the delay yes danger also.”

“Example?”

“Hmm... what yes?” I am still trying to recall Mas Alif's unwarranted jealousy.

“Oh it. I came to his office then. But I saw Nita in the cafeteria. So I'm samperin dong. At that table was one guy, I forgot which part of the employee he was. Anyway, at that time Nita decided to go to the toilet, and as you can guess, at the table it was just me and the employee. Uh, suddenly Mas Alif appeared dong in the back. Where his face is sour.”

“Continuously?” asked Salma enthusiastically.

“Terus ya. I was told to go to his room, it started nagging deh.”

“Keep you quiet?”

“Pas she nagged me silent. If you talk, it will get hotter later the atmosphere. Just when he was quiet I made it clear that it was just a misunderstanding. Keep him sorry, then I'm sorry and run around the problem.”

“Waahh! It's great! The problem is immediately finished. I'm not rich first who likes to sulk?” salma Syndir.

“Neg dong. I'm the same Mas Alif has committed to whatever problems occur, one of the parties must be level-headed. There must be no lie whatsoever,” make me clear to Salma.

“You could say you are a couple who uphold integrity yes,” said Salma followed by another crisp laugh.

“Yoy. I'm rich motto of the company,” timpalku.

“Oh Yes Na. How many months is your content now?” salma asked after finishing her laugh.

“Alhamdulillah has entered the third month,” I replied while stroking my stomach which is still not too big.

“Ooh gitu.” Salma nodded and was silent for a moment. Like thinking of something.

“Why Sal?”

“Neg. I want to take a walk outside. The weather is good again.”

Hearing Salma's words made me walk towards the balcony. I saw the vast sky above. It is dark in color with a sprinkling of many beautiful stars. Oh, don't forget that crescent-shaped moon. Increasingly beautify the night sky. The wind was not as cold as usual. Makes me agree with Salma.

“Where do you go Sal?”

“Yuk Na square! There's a night market too.”

Good idea from Salma. So remember the time KKN first. “OK deh!”

We also get ready. Salma confirmed the pashmin, and I took my sash bag in the closet. Then I put in my phone, power bank, and wallet. When everything was ready, Salma and I went down. In the living room I can see Mas Alif is busy playing PS with Rendi.

Haishh!!!

Doesn't anyone feel guilty or what? Though finished for his wife scolded. Bummer!!!

Salma walked over to her husband. While I chose to remain standing next to the stairs.Salma's arrival made Rendi and Mas Alif stop their game. And it looks like Mas Alif's head is looking for my whereabouts. When our eyes collide, I choose to put my face aside.

“Mas. I'm the same Nala came out huh?” pamit Nala to Rendi.

“Where are you going?” mas Alif asked but his eyes were still looking at me.

“Ke city square Mas. Want to see the night market,” Salma replied.

“Ikutt!!” exclaimed Rendi with the spirit of four five while standing up.

“No! The guy guard the house aja,” sahutku ketus.

“Lah why? There is a security guard who twenty-four hours in front of the complex there.” Rendi tried to argue with me.

“The answer remains 'no!” my answer.

“Don't it be better for me and Rendi to come too? It's night, and you're girls too. I don't want something that doesn't happen with you guys,” said Mas Alif in support of Rendi. But his words are true too.

“Nothing is Na. True also what Mas Alif.” said This again the Salma also participated in supporting Rendi and Mas Alif.

I also took a long breath. “Iya deh yes.” I finally followed the request of the three of them.

“OK. Then wait a minute!” pinta Rendi then left us and headed to the guest room to get ready. Likewise with Mas Alif who immediately went to the upper room to prepare himself as well.

The four of us left for the square by riding Rendi's car. Although initially there was a debate between him and Mas Alif to determine who the car will be used, eventually Mas Alif won also on the grounds that his car is still in the garage and will increase the time alone. But, don't stop there until their debate. To determine who was driving as well they still threw arguments at each other. Made me and Salma shake their heads.

They are men, but if they meet chatty can beat us who are women. The final decision is taken with a suit. I who had poulted with difficulty Rendi in this field had been able to guess from the beginning that she would lose. Evidently by now he was driving his car with a sour face.

It didn't take long, the car we were riding in had already entered the city square area. Tonight the atmosphere is very crowded. In addition to the young people who come to entertain themselves, also because there is a night market that will certainly invite the attention of many people. With this condition I can make it an excuse to stay away from Mas Alif.

Not to be denied again, I immediately pulled Salma away. Leaving the two men behind. After going deeper, my gaze was immediately fixed on the bazaar that provided various types of food. Make my eyes sparkle. With a step of spirit I invited Salma to hunt for food. Of course Salma wouldn't let me if I started to walk up to the booth selling food that was not good for me and my baby-to-be.

“Others by Na!” he whispered with great emphasis beside my ears.

“But it's delicious sa!” point me at a booth selling dry seblak with a level of spiciness that is beyond reason.

“Others are Nala.” Salma remains keukeh does not allow me. “What if it's just!” point Salma towards the fathers of the grilled corn seller.

Let me just think for a second. Looks good eating grilled corn. I haven't eaten that for a long time either. “OK deh.”

Finally Salma and I approached the father of the grilled corn seller. While Salma ordered one, I decided to order two after smelling the seductive aroma of the corn smoke that had been burned.

“This sir the money,” I said while handing over some money sheets to pay for my order and Salma.

“Thank you Neng!” answer the father with a smile that expands at the corner of his lips.

We both chose to sit on a garden chair located under a tree. While eating I looked around which was filled with flickering lights typical of the night market atmosphere. My vision was suddenly blocked by the presence of a clown in a panda costume who was being mobbed by many small children. Maybe the clown was doing the thing. The long observation made me not realize that Salma was no longer beside me.

“Loh. The salma? Where is he going?” my mind looked at the empty space in the chair next to me.

Along with that I was surprised by the presence of the clown I was observing earlier, he suddenly stood in front of me. With some equipment, he began to show his action. First he took the box out of his bag. He showed me the empty box, and his hand reached into the box. Then simsalabim!! His hand was already holding the little rabbit from the empty box. I also applauded him by clapping.

Not until there, he put the rabbit back in the box and suddenly disappeared somewhere. The happy sparkle was clearly imprinted on my face. I haven't seen a clown in a long time. Then his badger took out a stick, and with a blink of an eye the stick turned into a beautiful rose. I never thought the flower was given to me.

“thank you,” my words sincerely accept the flowers with pleasure. And the clown nodded his head.

Then the clown took out a piece of tissue and a match from his pocket. I'm guessing he'll burn the tissue. With a finger gesture, he started counting down in three. two!

The slash!!!

And a second later the tissue burned out and his hand turned to hold a piece of paper that read “I am sorry!” in my heart I read that and guessed why the clown apologized to me. I'm not sure if the clown made a mistake.

But all the questions in my mind were immediately answered when the clown removed the panda costume on his head. Showing the face of someone smiling expectantly towards me.

“Mas Alif..” Lirihku.

Without answering it she would have known what answer I gave her through this warm embrace. In this warm embrace I then remembered the panda boarding house that Mas Alif had to buy time in the park the other day. I feel a little familiar with this costume.

“You can think to do all this anyway Mas?” I'm still in his arms.

The hand wrapped in a thick panda costume reached the top of my head. Makes me look up my face.

“Make you, what the hell is not for me?” the answer made me soar high in the air.

“Still yes! I'd like to bother just to apologize to me.”

“Not bothered. Just a little thing like this.”

“Mmm.” Alif is a romantic! It makes me not stop being grateful that God has made her my companion.

“Ekhm!!” deheman's loud voice from someone made me and Mas Alif let go of each other's embrace. Then look closely at the source of the sound.

“Still want romantic-romantic here what follow us exclamations there?!” It turned out that Rendi had suddenly appeared while embracing Salma's shoulders. His eyes beckoned me and Mas Alif to join the night market.

“Haishh! Ruin your moment Ren!” ketus Mas Alif's.

“Busett bye! Qasisidainin instead of thank you even ngatain!” sahut Rendi did not want to lose.

“Iya-iya. Thanks for the idea,” replied Mas Alif while removing his entire costume.

“So these are all your ideas Ren?” manya curious.

“Yoi! Cool no? Must be cool dong! Who first? Rendi!”

Hadeeh! Know this won't do to him if his confidence starts to appear again.

No need for me to resuscitate him, Salma had already acted first by hitting Rendi's arm to keep her quiet. After that we walk to the field to try every vehicle that exists. Like a couple in the middle of a kasmaran, each of us join hands with his partner. When it is in the area of the playground, instead of walking together we instead choose to separate. Of course I'm with Mas Alif and Rendi with Salma.

“Oh Yes Mas. How could you play magic? Learn from where?” my many.

“There's. That was just a small part of my talent that you do not know,” Mas Alif replied with a smile.

“Hmmm, trust me. What other talents?” ask again.

“My other talents?” Alif repeated my question. Just take it as an answer. Suddenly he brought his face closer to me.

“My other talent is to love and love you always,” he whispered softly beside my ear.

“Gombal aja you Mas!”

“Correct. Who is gombalin you,” elaknya.

“Hmm.”

My gaze was then fixed on the haunted house that seemed to be a lot of people queuing up. Feeling my adrenaline rush, with the spirit I invite Mas Alif to come in line there.

“Neg. Play another one yes!” refuse it for no reason.

“Why? You scared?”

“Yes, I'm scared. Not afraid of the ghosts, but afraid if something happens that is not with your content. In there who guarantees that you will not run around? Yes, if the road is smooth. If you suddenly stumble how?”

Again, I felt overwhelmed by my own carelessness. Mom-to-be how the hell am I not thinking about the baby in there. With a heavy heart I finally buried deeply my intention to test my guts. Even so, playing other safe rides remains exciting. There was Mas Alif by my side.