
Until finally the car that Reno used was full of girls officers from the Hospital.
In Reno's heart grumbled, why should I bring a car, the problem is that Rima is not included in one of the passenger lists.
Obviously, because Rima must be with Leli.
"Om bukami glass mobile in?" Pinta the girl sitting in the back.
"Not long to ride in the car, get drunk later." A little face pias, to make Reno nod quickly and then turn off the car ac.
"Of."
Reno looked to the side. There the girl in pink hijab sat while holding her backpack.
Grunting slowly about to protest but humbly.
Here, he himself who is a man, a stranger, an immigrant, is not invited.
The call is there because he himself asked the owner to be able to participate. Truly shameless devinisi.
The wedding of the brother of the man named Aco. Tonight's the mappaccing event and tomorrow's the wedding reception.
Mappacing events are usually more rame. More precisely because there is a lot of entertainment that can be enjoyed.
So all his friends were invited to stay at his house tonight.
"Suaminyaki Doctor Rima?"
The voice again made Reno turn her head, with a frown, confused.
Behind the chair he was sitting on, two girls were also staring at him. Maybe waiting to answer.
Reno just smiled in response, whatever they want to say.
Said Rima's husband had no problems for her either. Think of it as a prayer for him and Rima.
Why hope so, he thought.
The car began to slow down, in front there already saw Aco who was standing on the side of the road waving his hands.
"Here, here." Drive a car into a house.
A large stilt house with enough yard to accommodate two cars. There the Aco motor has been stand by first.
She smiled cheerfully, as her friends came from two different cars.
"This is my brother's house." He was proud of his friends. "Come-ayo!"
"Where's your house?" Ask one of his friends while stretching out the body.
"Yok mi jalki!"
Start the step first in the steps of his other friends with each large backpack attached to the shoulder.
Through the maturation of the dam they walk, march and orderly.
"Deh far away your house Aco." Complaints are starting to sound.
The sun in the afternoon still feels stinging on the skin.
"That's sana'e." Show Aco ahead of there.
The sound of drums and boisterous relatives and neighbors began to sound.
The tent had been standing with a slightly irregular row of chairs.
"Deh, ramenya." Awe was expressed by another friend. "Too you, mauka drinking syrup well!" Just have a request.
Rima also walked, with a sumringah face and also amazed.
The back row, Reno mawas while occasionally staring at the woman of the heart.
"here. This is!"
Boisterous for a moment when they just arrived at the courtyard of a fine-tuned house that already looks beautiful with colorful flower decorations and curtains.
They immediately scramble colored drinks served by the owner of the celebration.
Pufft. Reno dropped her butt on a plastic chair that had been wrapped in cloth. While shaking hands in front of the face, trying to drive away tired and sultry after walking.
"This is the drink deck."
Reno smiled and turned her head, since the greeting he got from Rima's friends was, um.
Does it look old?
It turned out that the ones who greeted him this time were the mothers. He should have been called a sister.
Nodding as a sign of respect, "Thank you ma'am."
Ah relieved yaaa. That's chilly.
For Rima's sake, he did all this.
He looked back at Rima who was sitting in a circle with his friends there.
Enjoy a cold drink while joking. Laughing, sometimes patting his other friend's body softly.
I can hardly believe it, if the woman enjoys this kind of life.
"Hajji lolo, I'm just like my friend's car in the house well."
Shouted Aco at a woman who was seen just coming down the stairs.
(The term Hajji lolo is widely used for women who in the family have other Hajj that is older or earlier. Lolo is actually young. So Haji Lolo means young hajj.)
How Hajj became a pride for them.
Bling-bling clothes complete with turban snails filled with beads blinding the eyes.
Make Up full color, smile beautifully with red lips on.
the necklace dangles to the stomach, with a mother necklace that is no less large, luxurious and stunning.
the bracelets in the hands are lined up left and right, making a clattering sound every move.
The ring, almost filled the finger.
"Iye," Si Aco nodded.
"We, this is my brother." Aco began to introduce the woman to his friends.
"This is the house we kept the car in."
Until all his friends stood up while extending their hands one by one. With Reno, you have to be grateful in every way.
The day has been night, the event is centered inside the house. With men who like to record salawat with beautiful intonation. Sometimes they alternate and are regular.
While women provide consumption to all guests who come.
In the corner of the terrace of the house, Rima stood alone facing out, enjoying another beautiful view down there.
His smile still looks fresh.
Reno walked quietly but a little faster, afraid that Rima would leave from there.
"You happy?"
Reno's calm voice was able to suppress Rima's consciousness.
The girl still smiled in response to Reno's question.
What do you want to answer? If indeed his happiness turned out to be located when far from his own hometown.
Silent for a long time.
Neither Reno nor Rima would say.
Standing side by side enjoying the breeze of the night in a house on stilts surrounded by ponds. Cold and cold.
Until the ringing sound of the phone in the pocket Reno pants say hello.
Ck, clucked in annoyance when he saw the name of the boss decorate the screen.
Stay away from Rima, reluctant to tell her who called her. Fear will change the happy mood of the girl.
"Yes," Sapa as she was, still trying to hide her annoyance.
"Where are you? I was at your house, but you weren't there."
The answer from there frowned.
"Well?" Tone starts to taper.
"Yes, look for you. Wants to hang out. It's sunday night." Dihyans.
"Son, I'm busy."
"You're busy. Two weeks out of town don't know where?" Dihyan*t*. "What the hell is that sound?"*
As his hearing caught a boisterous noise in the back.
"Yes this. I have a wedding buddy?"
"Who?" Dihyan.
"What a big papo are you? Not have any other job?" I was reluctant to hide my annoyance. Mumps can occur.
"I want to talk about Rima."
Reno flinched, clearly surprised. Glanced at the woman whose name he had just heard.
Again must have to lie, close everything about Rima.
"Don't know. It's not good with my other friends."
Quickly closing a call is better than having to go back looking for an excuse. The end of it must be a lie that he will expose.
Puuufft. again exhaled a rough breath, confused also if you have to continue lying like this.
After a while Leli came out, "You why yourself here? the other in all."
" Cerker." Rhymes.
"You're no longer two-aged, are you?" Point Leli towards Reno who is in the other corner.
"What the hell?" Rima with eyeballs that rotate saturated also feels always suspected.
Ai corner there Reno felt grateful, maybe should thank Dihyan who had called him at the right time.
He was found near Rima.
"Om, don't you change bajuki?"
Aco asked as he approached her.
The atmosphere of the top terrace was instantly again crowded by them.
"Don't bring a change of clothes." He said with a smile. Actually uncomfortable. Especially when looking at all the groups they had changed costumes. Some wear a robe anyway, with a kinclong make up.
"Mauki borrowed my shirt? But ordinary clothes, not expensive clothes."
Researching the appearance of Reno with a decent outfit, making the host minded itself. Lucky the man was willing to accept all their weaknesses.
"Maybe?" Reno.
The conversation turned out to be another observation.
"Bolehji. Mauki. Ayomi." Aco goes ahead. Leaving the women who were still staring at them.
"There is no stall. I'll buy a toothbrush too."
"Oh, I'll do it later. Te'ne, I could've taken it from the stall." The Aco.
"Sorry, it's a hassle!" Ganged words. It was really sad just to get closer to Rima.
Sleep in a roomy living room without a sofa and other furniture. A thick carpet that covers the entire floor.
Not just himself and the Aco, but a lot. Maybe a distant relative who chose to stay here.
In the room, the girls lie down, squabbling and telling stories, occasionally laughing. Whether at what time the voices were muffled by themselves, Reno did not know because he first entered the dreamland.
Until finally the thick envelope becomes a farewell greeting as well as an expression of his gratitude to the homeowner.