
"Raimuuu..wani saw me piro mbok kon dadi bodyguard"
Doni replied, then he got up and went home.
Evening arrived, Doni was neat with his casual outfit, belel jeans, dark grey t-shirts, mountain sandals and parachute jackets typical of mountain climbers, for him this is the coolest outfit.
Otewe omahe Radit....
Mumbles Doni slowly.
It should be Radit who nyamperin Doni, because of Radit's house if you want to go to Pak Lurah's house past Doni's mansion.
But Dedek Kumala managed to make Doni who was previously a lazy, ignorant, and nganyelno pokae hobbyist youth, become an impatient young man, pretentious and cool, and full of love words like pojangga.
Arriving at Radit's house....
"Piye Dit.., I've been cool yet, have her perfume Dit, mine's out"
Said Doni grinning while confirming his jacket, and the others, he tried to fight his nervousness preparing mentally for the sake of meeting dedek Kumala Dewi.
"Raimuuuuu..arep pedekate girl ora modal..!!"
Radit groused while offering a bottle of perfume that Radit even rarely wear it.
"Wage payday project is still there Dit? Borrow 20 thousand here to hold who knows if Kumala's going to snack on meatballs"
"Gustiii..."
Shouted Radit while raising his hand up. Instead Doni even laughed without sinful feelings.
After receiving 4 pieces of currency numbered 5000s, they immediately went to surau, pray magrib, then went straight to the house of Pak Lurah to pick up the heart of the Kumala Dewi.
Until they were in front of the village head's house that was not very authoritative. Seen on the porch the students were chatting and joking jokes. On their front desk was a stack of paper a few cups of tea, and a plate of boiled kettle.
"The hunt said to Kumala mumpung not too late, but remember yaa.., if Kumala do not want you to invite, ojo ngendhat.."
Radit teased Doni while pushing Doni's body forward.
"That's your eyes.....!!"
Doni was still nervous, he still needed to manage his composure first, while Radit kept pushing Doni's back.
No doubt the two young men actually became a spectacle of the students who were chatting in the air, they whispered whispering whispering about the 2 young men.
"That's two people why? Suspicious, did we say to Mr. Lurah aja yah"
Whisper one of the students to his friend.
Arriving Rahma out of the house and joined the students, she wanted to know what the world of college was like, as an illustration of when she was going to college as well.
Arriving one of the students immediately approached him, Angga seemed to have an interest with Rahma, but it could be seen that Rahma looked uncomfortable with the behavior of Angga, finally Rahma also chose to move between Kumala and Fitri.
There was a sense of heat in Radit's heart when he saw Angga looking for attention to Rahma, but whatever the force, Radit was not who Rahma was ready for.
"Bismillah..."
Finally Doni desperately approached those who now stopped whispering whispering, Radit followed with occasional glances at Rahma.
"Ngapunten disturb Mas Mbak, dek Rahma, kulo badhe ngajak mbak Kumala ningali wayang ting hamlet next door, nopo mbak Kumala purun.."
Doni spoke politely with a very nervous tone, especially after seeing the face of ayu Kumala, her nervous level rose manifold.
"Duh.maaf mas, I don't understand the language of Java, from a small I live in Jakarta"
Kumala answered while giving Rahma a code to ask to be translated.
"Ooohh, gini you know mbak Kumala, it's a mas Doni kepengen ngajakin mbak see the puppet show in the village next door, mbak Kumala nya want anything ga"
Rahma explained with a jahil gesture to Kumala.
"Oohhh, I want to do it anyway mas, but the same other tenmen ya, guys.. yuuk go with the Doni mas, I have never seen a puppet at all"
Pinta Kumala to her other friend.
In fact ngajak lyane, ra sido romantic ki...
"Jaudah ayooo, but not at night yaah, fear of being scolded by his father deck Rahma"
Reply Fitri excited.
"I permission to Mr. Lurah first yes mas, hopefully allowed"
Kumala then rushed into the house with Rahma to ask for permission.
And Mr. Lurah also allows, on condition that before 12 pm must have reached home.
"Dek Rahma let's go on a sisan"
Invite Doni with the intention of pleasing Radit.
"Mboten mas, matur nuwun, not given the same father"
Then they went on foot. It only takes about half an hour to reach the location of the puppet.
Not all of them are students, only 2 students, and 2 students, plus Radit and Doni.
Doni is very awkward to start his conversation with Kumala, because there are some Kumala friends who are relentlessly teasing Doni, obviously they already understand the purpose and purpose of Doni.
While Radit actually chatted with 2 students who came from outside Java, they only chatted lightly throughout the trip.
Until the location of the puppet show, so many spectators who came crowded the field.
Maybe hundreds of traders peddling a variety of dining around the field.
In those days puppet shows were classified as very rare entertainment, it took a very expensive fee to hire a puppeteer, waranggono and others. So that's why residents from other villages are also very enthusiastic to enliven it.
Because in the middle of the field was crowded, finally Doni chose to look from the side. Besides being more comfortable, it is also close to hawker sellers.
They also seemed to enjoy the puppet show, especially for Kumala and his friends who had never seen the puppet in person.
Doni's attention is never separated from Kumala, he invites, so he is also fully responsible.
"Mr Kumala would like me to buy some boiled beans? Or grilled corn..."
Fresh doni still leaves nervousness, accompanied by increasingly irregular heartbeat.
"Yes want mas, grilled corn is delicious, but do not call mbak dong, it feels very old me, call Kumala aja"
Kumala replied with a smile that made Doni seem to be drifting high out of the Milky Way.
Because the 2 students who were with Radit did not understand Javanese at all, more the language of the puppeteer, then they were just joking jokes while trying one by one the snacks in the degree there.
As Doni waited for the corn to be burned by the seller, there arrived 4 young men breathing his cheap liquor smell approaching Kumala and Fitri.
Radit and the others did not realize it at all, thought the 4 drunkards were also just ordinary spectators like them.
One of the young men only wore a buttered t-shirt, a tattoo with the symbol of love on an arrow on his right arm, looking forward to fitri.
Kumala who understood the situation immediately pulled fitri to the back of his body.
"Cah ayuuu..jenengmu sopo, melu me yok"
The tattooed young man reached out his finger to poke Kumala's chin.
Kreeekk......!!!!
There was the sound of bones being twisted.
"Dare to touch me, I broke your finger...!!"
Snapped Kumala while still holding the finger that was twisted.
Spontaneous three drunken friends attacked Kumala to release his comrade's hand.
As the drunkard was about to hit Kumala, a kick came from the side.
W......!!!!!