If Atit was west, now I'm heading east.
This scene is accompanied by a song called "The Man's Instinct."
The Man's Instinct
The Man's Instinct Song
I am a man
Who never tires
I'm looking for a woman
I am a man
Who is always anxious
Waiting for my woman
Oh, I am a man
Who never gives up
Attracting women
I am a man
Who always wants
To be seduced by my woman
Please come close to me
Please come close to me
Please touch me
So that I can be wise
So that I can be happy
So that I can feel love
My instinct as a man
Makes me want
Millions of women by my side
My instinct as a man
Makes me long for you
On the way, I met Enggih.
"If I could marry a girl from this land, I would be good at it," Enggih said, pointing to a house.
The author felt challenged. The author immediately went to the house. Knocking on the door, the author greeted her.
The door opened, revealing a beautiful girl with dark skin. This was "Black Sweet." Her eyes were curly and her eyelashes were curly. A beauty to behold.
The author immediately fell in love.
"How are you, Kang?" a soft, melodious voice greeted the author.
"How are you, Neng?" she said. "I'm going to have a drink, then I'm served some cai cai acan. I'm thirsty. I'm going to give you some cai cai herang sagelas."
Black Sweet immediately went to the kitchen and poured water into a glass.
After receiving the water, she drank it sip by sip until it was gone. Drinking while standing is according to a hadith the author received at the time.
Ibn Abbas (may Allah be pleased with him) reported, "I once gave the Messenger of Allah (peace and blessings be upon him) a drink of zanmzam water, and he drank it standing."
Later, a hadith stated that drinking while standing is not permissible. If I forget, I'll try to induce vomiting. After that, I always drink while sitting.
Afterward, I thanked her and said goodbye.
Enggih, who was still there, patted my stomach and said, "I admit Udjang is indeed good."
The following Saturday night, I returned to the same place for the same reason.
I was determined to start a serious relationship. I was going to confess to her.
I would go to Aryati's house to say goodbye, saying that I was busy with college and wouldn't be coming for a long time. I was going to start courting the "Black Sweet."
That evening, I went to Aryati's house to say goodbye.
Suddenly, the "Black Sweet" appeared like a fantasy. She smiled sweetly and accompanied me.
This scene was accompanied by a song called "Black Sweet."
Attractive dark brown complexion
Sweet Black Sweet Black Sweet Black (KL)
Don't get bored look don't get bored (KW)
The sweet black one looks like it won't get bored (KL)
Sweet Black Sweet Black Sweet Black (KL)
Your face is beautiful my baby (KW)
Day and night I always miss you (KL)
When the weather is bright (KL)
I close my eyes but I'm lost (KW)
Sweet Black One (KL)
come incarnate (KW)
Sweet Black One (KL)
come incarnate (KW)
Tempting memories (KW)
I remember the first sight (KL)
I remember the first sight (KW)
Sweet Black Sweet Black Sweet Black
Don't get tired of looking, don't get bored
The sweet black one looks like it won't get bored (KL)
Sweet Black Sweet Black Sweet Black
Your face is beautiful my baby
Day and night I always miss you (KW)
Sweet Black Sweet Black Sweet Black
Your face is beautiful my baby
Day and night always I miss you (KL)
When the moon is bright (KL)
I close my eyes but can't fall asleep (KW)
The Sweet Black One (KL)
Comes and appears (KW)
The Sweet Black One (KL)
Comes and appears (KW)
A tempting memory (KW)
I remember my first glance (KL)
I remember my first glance (KW)
Before I could speak, someone greeted me. When I realized who it was, I was shocked because it was the Sweet Black One with Dedi, a young man I already knew. It turned out that Dedi was the Sweet Black One's older brother.
"Aya Aryati, Kang?" Dedi asked.
"Aya Dilebet," I replied.
"Sawios engke deui we abdi kadieu deui," he said as he walked home.
I was deeply disappointed. Perhaps it was destiny that I would return to Aryati.
One day, I arrived carrying a guitar. I felt proud because I felt like an artist. Upon arriving at Aryati's house, the author was greeted by Aryati's father, Mr. Suwanda.
"Tos ngabus Djang," asked Mr. Suwanda.
At the time, the author didn't know the true meaning of busking. He thought busking meant performing in public. So, he proudly agreed. But after learning the true meaning, he became furious. Mr. Suwanda's father asked him the same question.
Chapter 35 Tarka's Sad Birthday.
The day the residents of Kares had been waiting for had finally arrived: Taruna Karya's Birthday.
This time, the event was held with the greatest possible fanfare. It was a surprise for us. The event featured Ike Purnama Sari, the Pop Champion.
Singers from all over West Java.
Before the event began, we held a dress rehearsal so that our performance would be solid and harmonious.
I thought it was time to introduce to my friends that I have a girlfriend as beautiful as Aryati.
With great celebration, I went to Aryati's house. I explained my intentions.
Aryati greeted me with joy.
We chatted before attending the event, as I thought it hadn't started yet.
"Gera arangkat atuh bisi kasian," said Aryati's mother.
I finished the last drop of my drink.
But before I left, I remembered something. "Tos pamitan ka Apa," I said.
"Teu acan," said Aryati.
"Pamitan heula atuh Ar."
Aryati went inside and came out a short time later. This time her face looked gloomy.
"Teu kengingku Apa Kang," Aryati said wearily.
I was offended. It had been a year, even if you count the three years since you first met Aryati. The author wasn't trusted. He quickly went home.
That afternoon, the author received a report that a band member who was going to perform at the Taruna Karya anniversary event had been extorted by members of the Elzus (Elembas Zukarisi) gang.
The band member refused to be extorted. He was struck with a chain. He dodged, and the chain missed its target. Unfortunately, the female singer was hit, and she fainted.
Based on the report, the author felt he had a great opportunity to vent his frustration. Love has killed me, and I've lost my mind.
The author would have gone berserk if confronted by members of the Elzus gang. Therefore, the author didn't contact any members of the Karees gang. The author set off alone, carrying a machete.
Several friends saw the author in this state.
They immediately followed the author with their own weapons. Upon arriving at their destination, the atmosphere was quiet. A young man passed by. The author asked where the Elzus people were.
The young man replied, pointing to a house.
"Araya, bro," he said, "The Elzus people are heading for Jarudi."
Lili and her friends immediately headed for the house.
The author walked leisurely, unhurriedly.
Not long after, a loud banging sound was heard, followed by the fleeing Elzus kids. They headed for the Beca alley where Elzus had been subdued.
The author assumed the Elzus kids had fled in terror. So, there was no need for weapons. Hendro collected the weapons and took them home.
Not long after, three local security guards appeared, having received a report from the young man.
The author's hands were tightly restrained.
"I'm a student, sir," the author said, reaching into his pocket for his student ID.
Kang Djodjoh experienced the same thing. And Kang Djodjoh did the same thing as the author.
Finally, we were released due to lack of evidence.
Rumors spread that the Elzus kids would take revenge by disrupting the upcoming Taruna Karya anniversary celebration.
The author advised his friends to oversee the event until its conclusion. He would face the Elzus children alone.
His friends were concerned about this decision.
The author assured him that nothing would happen to him. The Elzus children were already scared. So, it was just a bluff.
Finally, his friends relented and oversaw the event until its conclusion, which ended successfully.
The author sat alone, reveling in the disappointment of not being able to introduce Aryati to his friends.
This scene was accompanied by a song called "Aryati."
Aryati
Aryati, you are the rose nurtured by the moon
Aryati, you are the shining art of worship
Is it my sin to dream of making love with you? I kissed your fingertips passionately last night
Is it my sin to worship you in my dreams? Only in my dreams
Aryati, you are the rose in my garden of dreams
Impossible for you to be picked by me
Even though this is my fate
But I am happy for a thousand and one nights
Is it my sin to worship you in my dreams? Only in my dreams
Aryati, you are the rose in my garden of dreams
Impossible for you to be picked by me
Even though this is my fate
But I am happy for a thousand and one nights
But I am happy for a thousand and one nights