SCHNUCKY
FULFILL PROMISES

Arya repeatedly snorted and threw her breath away while Kamala just swept her soft back. Arya lowered her head and closed her eyes for a moment trying to ease her emotions.

"Had to be, he shouldn't have said that." Kamala commented softly in giving Arya moral support.

"Yes. and I'm really offended by his words." said Arya again tightened her jaw. "If I don't remember our friendship, I've crammed this pole into his fucking face!" grouse Arya with ketus.

Kamala smiled and sat up straight, stopping to sweep Arya's back. The woman sighed.

"Well, honestly, I'm jealous of that woman named Muzdalifah" Kamala commented again.

Arya clenched and looked at Kamala. "You don't have to be jealous" said the man, trying to affirm his heart. "I went to Muzdalifah just to apologize to him."

Kamala then looked at Arya with a gaze in making Arya become misbehaved. The man scolded and rebuked.

"You don't look at me like that." she said.

"Schnucky.. look at me." asked Kamala softly.

Arya was still reluctant to challenge the face of the woman beside her. The man was still looking the other way.

"Arya.." this time Kamala called out the man's name. "Look at me."

Arya, hearing her name being called, finally turned to look at Kamala, but her gaze seemed to imply a sense of anxiety that was trying to be disguised.

"What if this is the case." said Kamala proposed several possibilities. "When Muzdalifah is willing to meet you, he demands accountability from you. He demands you marry him and leave me...." Kamala took a breath and then exhaled slowly.

"What am I supposed to do?" guess Arya.

Kamala nodded slowly. Arya then smiled.

"With weight, I will reject it." replied Arya in the end.

"You ever remember that?" ungkit Kamala's.

"What's that?" ask Arya.

"That you once expressed your intention to be the guardian of his heart. Do you remember?" ungkit Kamala's.

Arya was silent for a moment then nodded for a long time. The man took a breath and smiled again.

"Yes. I've said that" he admitted.

"Didn't your answer seem to contradict what you said before?" fishing Kamala while squinting.

"What about you, if you experience something like that?" reply Arya.

Kamala smiled. "Don't turn things around. I'm not the same as you." I'm the woman. "I don't experience that kind of thing."

"What if it is?" arya again.

"I will keep going on the tracks I set." Kamala replied firmly.

"Then I will too." said Arya later. "The thing I once revealed was that it was probably triggered by a very deep sense of guilt."

The man grabbed Kamala's hand gently. "But then I realized that I had forced a woman to be my bride. And I'm so grateful to that woman because she's willing to be a part of my life, filling the void where her name doesn't look." Arya stared in Kamala. "I appreciate the woman so much that I decided to choose her, even though I had to go through the sea of hell once again" Arya replied with a smile. "I don't mind for the sake of that woman."

Arya's reply made Kamala speechless and it appeared that the two women's neutrals were beginning to tear up. The longer the more moist his eyes and finally the puddle of water to break the wall of eyelids flowing down to form a small stream that crosses his cheeks.

Arya smiled and rubbed Kamala's wet cheeks with her tears.

"I love you.... Kamala Tamara.." said Arya softly.

Kamala herself was just a bite, but she felt how her chest felt like a cold fresh dew water.

...*****...

Like the deal with the three men. Arya came back to the tavern and parked her black All New Avanza on the side of the road.

The man got out of the car and stepped into the store. He entered the building and realized that the room was crowded with visitors.

Indeed outside, Arya had seen two large buses and several truckloads of goods parked around the shoulder of the road. The store does not have a yard to park vehicles that stop there for a moment.

Arya circulates the view and finds Saifulhadi who is supervising the service to the visitors from behind her cashier table. His gaze was on Arya.

The man nodded and Arya nodded back and went to the place where she had sat before.

Saifulhadi called one of the servants and whispered something to him. The waiter nodded and left the place. Saifulhadi then walked out of his place and met Arya.

"How are you, man?" greet Saifulhadi flatly and without smiling.

"Alhamdulillah, I'm fine." replied Arya. "Where are your other two friends?" asked the man and then spread his eyes.

"Bony again to the city to buy food ingredients. Today many visitors and supplies are running low." Saifulhadi replied flatly.

"Sacred?" ask Arya.

"Why are you asking?" saifulhadi squinted his eyes.

"For the most itchy reason she wants to prank me." replied Arya then smiled.

"It is only natural that it concerns you." Saifulhadi commented smilingly. "Sakera is willing to do carok if it is related to Muzdalifah."

"He likes that girl?" guess Arya.

Saifulhadi. "And he was angrier when he found out from Muzdalifah's mouth straight away that you were blaspheming her."

"He already revealed it as it turned out.." muttered Arya then raised an eyebrow and sighed. "Yes. ulcers are hard to hide..."

Saifulhadi just smiled hearing Arya's expression. The man then replied.

"You are a man who deserves to be killed" Saifulhadi commented.

"Yes.. true." said Arya assented Saifulhadi's comment. "But, is not Allah the Acceptor of Repentance?"

"You are hiding behind that premise" Saifulhadi said.

Shortly after, the servant whom Saifulhadi was whispering something into the man's ear. Soon Saifulhadi nodded and looked at the servant.

"Tell him to get ready" Saifulhadi told the maid.

The waiter nodded again and turned around to leave the place. Arya looked at the back of the servant who was away.

"Of course, that was my intention from the beginning." replied Arya no less flat.

Saifulhadi then rose. "Follow me." take her.

Arya got up and stepped up following Saifulhadi who stepped leisurely leaving the place.

The two left the shop and walked down the path that divides the delombongo grass. Arya herself tried to memorize the route in her mind.

Saifulhadi continued walking and Arya accompanied him from behind. They finally arrived at a small expanse of land and found a small house.

Saifulhadi approached the house and knocked on the door. Soon the door opened and an old woman looked at Saifulhadi with a question mark.

"Ti Ifah oluwo?" saifulhadi asked politely.

"Dila.." replied the old woman then pointed at the delombongo next to her house. "Tiyo ti o tawa'u hemo pilgrimage to kuburu li papa liyo. The pona'olo teto mola. Modunggaya ma'o yi'o tetomota." suggested the old woman.

"Oduolo, Mama." replied Saifulhadi back with courtesy and dignity.

When he saw Arya standing behind Saifulhadi, the old woman asked, "Waw ta la'i to di balaka boyito... tita tanggu liyo?"

Saifulhadi smiled and introduced Arya to the old woman. "Ta la'i ti, tangguliyo te Arya Datau. Tiyo ti ti tigani li Ifah londo sikola mayi."

The woman nodded to listen to Saifulhadi's reply. After that the old woman hinted Saifulhadi to go to the delombongo.

Saifulhadi left the house and was followed by Arya.

"Ifah was buried.

"I know. I understand the Gorontalo dialect." said Arya made Saifulhadi speechless but continued to move his legs.

They finally found a patch of land. There are two tombs there. One was a large tomb and the other a small tomb. A pa'ita was embedded in each of these tombs.

A hooded woman sat down to sweep her pa'ita over a large tomb. Behind the woman stood a man who could be sure that he was Sakera, the Madurese man.

Sakera looked at Saifulhadi who appeared followed by Arya. Seeing the man of the city, Sakera's face instantly turned cynical.

"What do you want to do here?!" sergeant.

The hooded woman turned her head for a moment towards Sakera then turned her head to look at Saifulhadi and lastly looked at Arya.

"Ifah.." greet Arya gently.

The hooded woman swallowed her saliva and got up. He stood slightly deflated to Sakera's side.

"Well, we have met" said Muzdalifah with a soft and trembling. "Pronounce what you mean and get going."

Arya stared at the large tomb for a moment and then looked at Muzdalifah.

"Is your father's grave this?" ask Arya.

Muzdalifah nodded. Arya nodded and then approached the tomb and then squatted in front of him.

"Heh... Would you like to see what's up to you?" sakera Syndir. "Sok a saint..."

Arya paid no attention to the Madurese man's cynical comments. He continued to recite prayers to the occupants of the tomb. After he finished praying, the man got up and clapped his hands while looking at Muzdalifah.

"I came here to apologize for my treatment during school against you" Arya said.

"We already know." sela Sakera. "Now get out of here." get him out.

Arya looked at Sakera. "I'm not talking to you, sir!" he said with emotions held as strong as possible. "Can I have a one-on-one conversation with Muzdalifah?!"

Sakera laughed for a moment and then attacked. "A wish that cannot be granted!"

"You ready?!" challenge Arya.

Sakera could only stay still with her bulging jaw holding a rage that almost burst from her head.

Arya snorted and then looked back at Muzdalifah. "I know, I am guilty of! But... is there no excuse you gave it to me?" he said with a high tone.

"Don't press him!" sergeant Sakera again.

"You!!!" arya replied, pointing her index finger at Sakera's face.

"What?! Sampeyan what do you want?! Want to hang out carok?! Unserving!!" sakera exclaimed with spirit.

Arya squinted for a moment looking at Sakera then turned her face into space and took a hard breath. Saifulhadi just flinched there, watching and watching what was about to happen. If things happen that are not desirable, he will act preventive for early prevention.

Arya closed her eyes for a moment then lowered her face for a moment. After his anger subsided a little, he raised his face to look at Muzdalifah.

"You can hate me for the rest of your life! You can curse and stammer me in your heart. I take everything. I'm a jerk!" arya shouted while developing her hand. "But in front of your father's grave. Can I get that sorry?"

"Da'remma dhibi'na forgive bra'na?!" sergah Sakera with Madurese dialect. The man then pointed to the small tomb on the side of the large tomb. "Rowa what?!"

Arya looked at the small tomb and she was stuck. His gaze was directed at Sakera then at Muzdalifah.

"Ifah.." said Arya demanding an answer.

"Rowa ana' bar, Pate'!!!" sergeant Sakera again half-screamed.

Saifulhadi sighed and translated Sakera's words.

"It was the result of what you did to Ifah" Saifulhadi said.

Arya was completely shocked to hear that explanation. He was momentarily unsteady but managed to regain control.

"Ifah.." he asked for an explanation.

Muzdalifah himself just cried without a sound and took refuge behind Sakera whose body had been trembling since then held back the anger that could hardly be controlled anymore.

Arya felt all the bones in her body molested in such a way as to hear the truth. Drowning, the little tomb came close to him and the man finally sat down in front of the tomb.

Arya looked up and shook her room.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGHH....

After that, Arya leaned over her body hugging the small tomb and shed her weeping that had been held back.[]