BLACK CAT
Apply Mirna

Some of the men were dressed in front of the glass.

Some are having difficulty wrapped around the turban on his head, some seem to have difficulty wearing traditional Malay clothing.

A young man wearing batik clothes made by Solo seemed to laugh out loud at the behavior of some of his friends.

Today, according to Tigor's request, the nine young men will accompany Tigor to propose to Mirna in Tanjung Karang city.

After a few days ago Tigor had escorted Mirna back to her village, now Tigor intends to come once again with the intention of applying and fulfilling the requirements requested by the woman.

"How Bang? Is my book correct?" Ask Acong while confirming the location of the skullcap on his head.

"Haha. I see you're like a presidential candidate, Cong." Tigor.

"Oh don't get me wrong. If there's a position above the president, then I deserve it." Acong said while laughing.

"So the barber is you."

"What's so great about being a barber?" Ask Acong.

"Well, I don't know you yet. If the barber has given the order, the president is also obedient. Submissive he said yes submissive. Tilted it says yes slant." Andra.

"I how bang? This glove is always gone. If it's there later, it's shameful to have seven of my descendants." Ameng said while rolling up his sarong cloth.

"Wear Meng's belt! If it's like that, it's a joke." Tigor said.

"Bang Monang's. Borrow your belt dong." Ameng.

"That's in the trash cans a lot of raffia rope." Said Monang while laughing.

"My clothes are so funny. Yellow as it was floating in that river." Said another.

"According to your name. Arise." Replied Ucok who was busy walking in front of the mirror.

"Leave the tie. Who can wear this tie?" Acong said while thinking.

"If it comes with a tie, legitimate! I certainly look like the president." Said again.

"On YouTube there is. You see it there." Monang.

"Look at how to wear a tie." Tigor said while thrusting his HP at Acong.

"Look, look.., then sap sap. Why is it strangling? This must be this wrong." Acong said as he continued to pay attention to instructions on how to put a tie on YouTube.

"Haha... I'm like Mr. Kiai." Said Jabat while showing his turban.

The appearance of the handshake this time was completely different. Wearing a sarong, white Malay clothes and prayer mats were sidelined on his shoulders.

"Haha... Cool you're a friend too. How do you know how to curse that turban?" Ask Sugeng.

"From YouTube. How cool, right? Well here I'm talking to you guys." Said Jabat.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi. Ladies and gentlemen whom I glorify. Now is the time to welcome victory."

"It has already been. What victory. The war has not yet won. Your fast also wants to say win." Thomas said sneering.

"Don't you look the same as Mr. Kiai." The word made everyone laugh.

With a sloping skull, a glove of mud and tie that was somehow shaped, the ten people finally departed using three units of cars to the city of Tanjung Karang.

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The presence of Tigor's entourage makes Grandpa Mirna almost sprained by dentures because too trying as hard as possible to hold a laugh.

All his life, only this time he saw the entourage asking for this kind of situation.

Meanwhile, Jabat, busy fixing his turban that almost escaped.

Different from Embossed. From the top to the bottom, her clothes were yellow.

When they were welcome to enter, Mirna who peered from the kitchen also could not bear to not laugh to see her future husband's men.

"Ehem.. Here's Cake. The point of our arrival here is with very good intentions." The word Monang began to convey the purpose and purpose of their arrival.

"Maybe Mirna told Grandpa a little bit about ourselves. We are orphans who have no parents. So, I, as an older person, represent Tigor to propose to my grandfather's granddaughter to serve as a companion to my younger brother, Tigor Habonaran." Said Monang conveying their purpose and purpose to go to Mirna's grandfather's residence.

"Look at Monang. Grandpa agreed with the good intentions of Monang's little brother named Tigor. However, who will live this married life is the granddaughter of grandfather. That way, good grandfather asked first to granddaughter of this grandfather. Whether he agrees or not. How about Monang?" Ask Grandpa Mirna.

"It's good, Cake. Indeed, grandfather should have asked directly to the concerned." Monang said.

Grandfather Mirna momentarily looked towards the slightly pale Tigor. He just smiled and left the room to go to the back room of the old and small house.

Actually they knew that Mirna would accept Tigor. This was also because the one who brought Mirna back was Tigor.

But to maintain the custom, the grandfather had to ask Mirna if she was willing to accept the proposal or not. This is done so that the effect is not like forcing matchmaking.

After a while, Grandpa Mirna returned to the middle room and said, "Thank God that granddaughter named Mirna would accept this proposal." Said the Grandpa.

"Then it's legal!" Said Ameng suddenly nyerocos.

"Well what? This is not a qobul ijab. That's your idiot." Andra's whisper to Ameng's ear.

"Hehehe..." Said Ameng laughing embarrassedly.

"Alright cake. If our proposal is accepted, then expect grandfather to receive this betel from us." Said Monang while thrusting a small chest made of wood with a beautiful carved motif.

In the Malay custom of Sumatra, such chests are called tepak. The contents are betel, betel nut, Gambir, chalk betel and so forth.

With great pleasure Mirna's grandfather then received the kick and took a betel sheet then concocted the betel then rolled it then in the meal.

With this, it means that there are already signs that this proposal was accepted happily by the woman.

"How's Monang?" Tigor whispered.

"So good as this. I watched it on YouTube and read it on Google. It's useful too." Monang also whispered.

"Be a husband soon you bang. It's good you get horses every night." Said Thomas who sat to the left of Tigor.

"Sat... Watch out later on hear that grandpa. Can I cancel my marriage." Tigor.

"Rather than these monkey children continue, we better ask ourselves immediately." Monang said and stood up.

"Look. We all agreed. As a dowry we will prepare. With this, I represent Tigor wanting to hand over a ring as a sign of engagement." The word Monang was immediately received by Mirna's grandfather.

"If so, we beg you first, cake." Monang said and greeted the old man.

"alright. Be careful on the road." Said his grandfather Mirna while driving his guest to the front door.

"Huh... You're the one getting married, I'm the one hanging." Monang.

"Is that really how you propose?" Ask Tigor.

"Stop it. He should understand that we are people who do not know custom. We're Gor's homeless kids. How else. Gas is just that." Answer Monang.

"It is important that our goals and intentions are good. If it's not good, Mirna's pregnant first. After that, I was busy getting married." Pula Ucok.

"My cold sweat. Come home. I'm going to sleep after this. Spot my heart from earlier." Tigor's words made them laugh out loud.

Shortly after, their car began to move from the grounds of Mirna's house to the city of Kemuning.