PRINCESS OF MERUBETIRI

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Judul asli:

KADO PENGANTIN DARI PANTAI MERUBETIRI

Karya:

Setyo Tugas Irianang, SPd.MPd

Meru Betiri beach is located in the village of Andongrejo, Tempurejo sub district, Jember, this beach is known as virgin beach, because it is still very natural and the view is simply amazing. The road to the beach is an incredible need guts, the streets are cobbled-rock, and left-right chasm deep enough. On the way sound beasts or birds seemed tense during the day though. It is precisely at this point a lot of people who practice meditation, supportive atmosphere, quiet, lush, and rarely visited by humans. For painting, theater exercises, or contemplates life fits in this place.

That afternoon Andhika with painting equipment and several other electronic devices, cameras, camcorders, fluorescent lamp that has been in charge enough for two days already placed in a backpack. Andhika ready for meditation and contemplation obtain images of high need, as Andhika habits before starting his paintings always begin with three days of fasting and prayer to beg guidance course of painting God in hopes that it would be beneficial made ​​and have high artistic value. Because something is gained by doing penance (behavior that is always trying to always clean up) the result should be different from a painting full of lust.

Trips in the travel on rural roads, looking here and there are quite lush trees add to the coolness. “Tiger” his beloved motorcycle trip smooth. Before entering the locations Andhika reported to the guard post that he wants to reach Meru Betiri, and showed identity cards had been prepared. On the way rocky hill Andhika had a quick break and put out his Handycam, recording all the sights and sounds quite exotic animals are quite chilling, because it's so thick foliage, especially Andhika alone. While Andhika preoccupied with his Handy cam, suddenly there was a long-haired woman calling

“Assalamualaikum,”

Andhika surprised and a little bit shaky he replied softly

“ Walaikum salam”, said Andhika bit shaky and glanced around the silent, and evening coming soon. Along the trip Andhika was no longer pay attention to his surroundings.

“You ere afraid, aren’t you?

“Ah no! Just surprised looking beautiful girl alone in the jungle.”

“It is forbidden, isn’t it?

“it’s ok, I was afraid there are bad people bother you, it is dangerous! "

“I have been familiar with this situation.””By the way, we have not introduced ourselves, I ‘m Shinta Damayanti, graduate of the State University here. How do you do?

"I am Andhika Prakosa, Painting and Theatrical teacher at schools around the city here!"

"The forest here is quite lush, and the trees were big."

"Yes, it is hard to find such the locations in Indonesia. Many protected trees were felled. This place is full of challenges, and the beach is very exotic. You love art, don’t you?”

“What should I call you, Shinta or Damayanti?

“Just call me Shinta.”

“Shinta”

“Yeah. Why?”

“No problem. Shinta is the wife of King Rama in the book of Ramayana.”

“Yes, my mother was amazed by Shinta figures are so sincerely loved her husband King Rama. Until one day King Rama do not believe in Shinta after The King Ravana carried away her. To prove that Dewi Shinta still immersed in the holy she jumped in to the flames and strangely not the least clothes or body burned. Finally, King Rama believes in the loyalty of Shinta. So, my mother hoped that I like to be Shinta who was faithful and obedient to the husband's command.”

“Great! Nowadays, it is hard to find woman like Dewi Shinta. By the way, what college did you use to go?”

“Indonesian literature.”

“Bingo! You are good in improvising and commenting the story of Ramayana.”

“I don’t think so. Do you like movie?”

“Yes, especially drama.”

“Why drama?”

"Because in the drama, the daily problems that arise will be resolved properly. Each plays there is deep reflection as well as references of imaginations even from the existing books. Painting or drama is turmoil of feeling embodied in his work. I am a painter and playwright. Every gig I've always held to the end of grief, as well as the paintings that I make, must be about the turmoil of romance that ended with sadness. There was a dialogue I always remember in my script.”

“A hug from me may not matter to you.

A kiss from me probably will never get to your heart.

However, a sweet smile is heaven for me.”

"Suppose that I am smiling,? How happy I am."

"Really?" Shinta "Andhika shouted while taking the palm of her hand.

Not to mention Andhika speech continues, Shinta quickly pull up her hand.

"We're not “muhrim”! Men and women who are not “mahram”, touching “haraam”!

“Not “muhrim?”

"Yes, there are no blood ties of brotherhood among us. You are man and I am woman. If we come into contact, there may be appetite there. Moreover, we've been here too long. We are not mahram!”

"Ah, Shinta, I'm confused with you! I was alone you came to me. When my heart began to tremble, you said I'm not a “mahram”.

Shinta Damayanti did not answer, staring blankly ahead trees grow tall and lush, there is little doubt on her face, the graceful face, a face that makes Andhika falling in love, to make a long-long time to look at it. Shinta is not as beautiful as the actresses at Jakarta, but she is elegance.

"There is no passion in me,” Shinta said slowly and clearly.

“I am interested on you like a good man interested on a good woman. Shinta Damayanti I love you! You are the right person to be a life companion. You came at the right time. The right woman on the right time.”

Shinta shooked her head, sweet smiling and looked away. Her cheeks flushing full of shame. Love is star of life, shining on a dark night. Without Love seems as a starless night. Love has made the turmoil of blood in the chest, burning souls of romance, and cheers the loneliness.

Love is a gift of God which is given only in humans. Love comes of the interaction between one another. It will give you what you have given to her.

“It was almost dusk. I want to go home, tomorrow, “InyaAllah” I will see you painting, and if you do not mind Draw me. There is a picture of me wearing this almamater suit, "Shinta gives a post card sized photos at Andhika Prakosa."

“InsyaAllah”,  I will be happy to paint it dear! Shinta, maybe tonight I sketch the image first, then tomorrow I’ll paint it, ok?"

“Thank you,  hopefully this meeting we be ​​a special day.”

“Sure, Shinta!”

.. After evening prayers “Isya” Andhika put out the paint equipment, and do not forget the switched fluorescent lamp on. He prepared Shinta’s photo. The waves on the beach started to make thunder sounds. On the beach there only a few people were fishing, and some others were practicing meditation. He looked at Shinta’s photo, it seems to be something weird with the photograph, the white shirt she wear full of blood, and her face rather pale.

The night Andhika was so excited to finish the painting soon. He wants Shinta will stun by his work the next morning and that night it must have been completed, and  it will be a special gift for Shinta Damayanti, an amazing women in his life. Andhika highly motivated towards his work because of his Love to Shinta Damayanti. Unconsciously, the painting has been completed. It was already 02.00 o’clock in the morning, he quickly took night prayer, then slept on the mat, and he let his paintings hanging on the metal pole that had been prepared from home.

Shinta Damayanti took Andhika’s hand and ran into a house. It is big enough with metal gate on the front. There were a lot of cars parked in front of the house. They were premium class cars, such as BMW X3, "Volvo S70, Alphard, the latest Lexus LS, Mercedes SLR double door, Pajero, New Freelancer and others parked neatly like a showroom.

“What’s up Shinta? Andhika hesitates for a moment, he realized that he is only a part time teacher and unknown artists can go into quite luxurious house. A security guard respectfully invited Shinta and Andhika to enter the room, Shinta's mother is waiting there.

Shinta’s mother greets with smile. She looks attractive. It seems to be special today with light blue blouse and white skirt. Andhika stood quietly till Shinta pull him inside the room.

The house is very large. Although looks unspecial outside, but there is a big hall for a meeting inside. Andhika saw Roman paintings and sculptures. There were  also many young men sitting around the room.

That day there were chairs are arranged in the”U” form. Some waitresses  were busy preparing everything while waiting for the lady commands. Three chairs on the front, and around ten on the left and ten on the right had mostly been occupied. In the back row of seats there was a table to talk, they seem to compete each other.

One logical conjecture suddenly comes to Andhika’s mind. It could be....???? Maybe this is a mass rejection of Shinta Damayanti on the men who had been pursuing her love? Thus, three empty chairs in front of it will be occupied by her mother, Shinta Damayanti with the man who would be her choice. “Ah, how could such a rich Shinta should marry with a part time teachers?” Andhika ask himself.

Suddenly, Shinta's mother sitting in the front seat, and said:

“You may not all know. Three months ago I had announced to the youth around here to vying for the only daughter Shinta Damayanti. I am grateful to all who are present here. Today is the determination of who will be her husband. And I hope there will not be fight here. Today I will announce who the groom is.”

Shinta Damayanti pulled up Andhika’s hands. But his legs are difficult to move, it feels heavy to move. From the distance sounds of “adzan” came out. Andhika woke up and looked at his watch showed 3:50 hours. The dawn is coming, “Astaghfirullah!” I was dreaming.”

Andhika Prakosa was pensive, who was Shinta Damayanti?, was the meeting this afternoon on the hill just a hallucination, because Andhika Prakosa always dreaming a woman for a wife. A song from his mobile phone rang slowly.

Every night in my dream

I saw you. I feel you

It is how I know you’re exist

Faraway trough a distance

Something separates us

You’ve come to be exist

Close, far, where ever you are

I believe your heart won’t go anywhere

Once more you open the door

And you are here, in my heart

And my heart will remain loving you

Love could touch us sometime

It will be long life

And never go till we're gone

Love is when I love you

The time is true and I save continuously

In my life, we’ll love each other

Close, far, where ever you are

I believe your heart won’t go anywhere

Once more you open the door

And you are here, in my heart

And my heart will remain loving you

You are here, I’m afraid nothing

And I know that my heart remain loving you

We‘ll like this forever

You’re safe in my heart

And my heart will remain loving you