Bujang Hamlet
My Poetry

After deciding to return to the hamlet, Akbar resigned from Deven's company, he brought umak back to his hometown

With enough capital savings, Akbar began pioneering his business, managing coffee owned by neighboring hamlets, processing it into a delicious coffee drink, introduced to the wider community and became a rival coffee coffee other famous

Akbar helps the economy of the citizens, by buying their coffee coffee at a hefty price, and recruiting young people to work in his place of business, Akbar wants to change the mindset of the villagers, and he wants to change the mindset of the village, Akbar wants to invite young people to be active in trying and working, reduce criminal numbers and reduce unemployment that makes riot in the community

Learn from Iwan and the gank

Akbar no longer want his comrades in his compiled criminal cases like Iwan, or behave like Iwan who always feels great, bully weak friends, until finally his mental is not ready to see change, he said, accept defeat if the person who was bullied is now his superior, becoming a person of power over him

Until greed, greed and envy close his eyes, make an innocent person snatched away his happiness

For a moment Akbar forgot the sadness of losing Je, not forgetting the impossible reason Akbar could forget his greatest girl, only to dismiss his sadness for a few moments, by finding a new busyness

It did not take long Akbar's efforts began to advance, could make him make a new house that is worthy and comfortable to umak, invite Umrah, although not yet had time to invite umak street around Indonesia

Akbar became the conversation of the lips of his neighbors, the,

Friends, brothers, who used to be dismissive, do not know even want to admit it. Now flocked to admit that Akbar is his brother, his good friend or whatever they say, he said, the point is they want to be known as the closest person to the successful bachelor

Yahhh that's how people are...

When they see others as successful they only want to be recognized as the closest person, but with a small and helpless person, they do not want to consider the closest person, he said, sometimes the pretentious don't know and don't care..

Akbar is again pressured about his marriage with Grace,

Even Akbar almost forgot about it, but again umak asked him that

Not umak want to force Akbar to get married, just the heart umak not calm if umak not immediately grant the last request Je, the sweet girl who almost became his daughter-in-law

Mak is haunted by guilt if it does not help Akbar unite them, then it mak continues to urge Akbar to respond to Je's request

As hard as Akbar dodged, as hard as that, Mak begged his bachelor

Finally, with a heavy heart and all considerations, Akbar agreed to the wedding, a simple wedding, which there is only a akad event without reception let alone decoration

The beautiful dress that Grace wore did not change the beautiful appearance of Grace in Akbar's eyes,

Even after the qobul ijab was completed, Akbar immediately said goodbye to Grace to control the coffee management, until late at night Akbar there, Grace died on the night of their bride

Akbar made a deal, though,

If he can't open his heart to anyone right now,

Their marriage was Je's trust, not Akbar's, so Akbar needed time for adjustment, needed time for adaptation, and took time to accept Grace's presence instead of Je's

Even though once again I don't know when

Grace is only able to agree, whatever Akbar's choice she just approves of her

He was so deeply in love with the man, though it is not considered even though, it is really okay, having his, bearing the status of his wife, Grace was already feeling very happy, very grateful at Je's sacrifice for her

Although it must be strong to hold patient, sincere, and ready to eat the heart at all times,

Because Akbar though being gentle but not at all consider Grace is his wife.

That's going on until now

After a year has passed

Even Grace always covered her grief, in front of her parents as she is today

When she was asked whether she was happy or not, how your household was. she simply replied with a smile she was fine and she was very happy.

Grace wiped her tears, this fact was too bitter to taste, like eating simalakama fruit

But for the sake of Love, Grace must be strong to be sincere

She is sure that someday Akbar will accept her, positioning herself to be the only woman Akbar has in his heart, loving her sincerely, even more sincerely than Akbar's love for the late Je

That's Grace's hollow hope to date...

Returning from Je's grave earlier, Akbar went straight to a Caffe that he used to visit with Je

Apparently the caffe is still the same, the arrangement, the decoration, the knickknacks are not much changes, making the atmosphere of his memory feel deeper

Akbar ordered two of Je's favorite coffees and himself,

The waiter was confused, the customer came alone but ordered two glasses of coffee, will this person have heavy coffee...???

But the waiter does not want to take a headache, it is the business of his customers, his duty is only to serve, provide the best service

" Please sir. have a good time.." said the friendly waiter.

" Wait for the jerk..." Akbar stopped the waiter who was about to leave his desk

" I. . yes ... Can anyone be helped...???"

" Please put this glass in front of my front seat..."

The waiter nodded, but immediately obeyed the orders of his customers

" Ayoo drink Je.. You deck again kumat kan stomach acid you. so pacak la ngopi bit..." Akbar said that the servant was confused

" Dem lame kite deck coffee here.. this kawe kaba favorite right..luk mane rasanye still same deck...???"

Akbar was already like a madman, talking to himself, smiling to himself

The waiter thought this man had been drunk so he was still flying indistinctly

The waiter immediately went on with his other work

Without anyone noticing Akbar wiping away his actual tears from earlier had already been spilled flooding his empty heart

He was just entertaining himself with as if Je was in front of him, he was looking for memories and then with the girl, he used to often tease Je who wanted to coffee but was afraid of stomach acid rising, he used to tease Je, because Je has a history of acute stomach acid

" If kaba were still here Je... still beside me...kaba would be proud of me.... I dem pacak gawe dewe business.... coffee business... kaba kermuan...??? name branded kave that I gawe Coffee Je Sweet coffee Ginger with a blend of milk and sugar that fit well, as sweet as my Jerralin smile and as warm as love kaba...hihihiiii.... funny right his name...???" Akbar became increasingly inflamed indistinctly, talking to himself, as if he was telling his success in the wind

Since you left

I'm looking for something I know

From all who arrived arrived foreigners

Since you left

Looks like something broke red

To be something I can't recognize

Since you left

My head became just your whole memory

His scars live like puddles of water after rain on the roadside

Since you left

My miss is like a dead star in the depths of the night

The dark is blacker than the dark itself

Since you left

You're forcing me to recognize something new

Something is foreign...

That I don't have you anymore

Connect~

Thanks for the poem, brother

I put it in the story....

Hihiiii

Happy Reading's...