When Passion Is Greater Than Lust
Sandra and Rubbish

Sandra left Dadang's house with her face bent, she did not expect if everything even became like this ? How can Dadang ask for the card back, anyways for what to try, anyway the card has also been blocked, mending discarded .

And indeed Sandra had already thrown the card in her tantric garbage bin, after coming from the market with Dadang earlier, and she also saw clearly if the garbage had been transported by a garbage man who used to travel around the village,

" Aunty Fatma.. Kang trash who used to take the trash is his house where is it ?"

" Why do you ask him, he is handsome. But stinks of tofu ?"

Sandra was astonished by the aunt's strange answer, discussing the coarseness of everything else.

" So Sandra accidentally fell in earrings in a tub of Aunt Trash, so her intention was to look for it. Who knows if it's still sustenance ?"

Sandra purposely hid her earrings next door, and just bared the earrings in her earpiece that stayed one.

" You're just San, how could your earrings fall there ? try to remember again. Maybe it's not the fall, but somewhere else..!"

" No aunt. I'm sure the fall was there. come on tan, just an address kok until introgasi kayak gini everything ?"

Sandra was a little sewot because the aunt even made her time wasted.

" Tuh, at the front intersection, right before the turn of your in-laws house, you don't have to ask people. You'll just smell it.."

Sandra seemed to think for a moment, there was no way she would look for the card now. While the day was going by night, she was also pregnant. But which one he was confused about now where should he sleep ?

Fatma apparently realized Sandra's confusion, she looked at her nephew with probing eyes.

" Why are you ? marahan is your husband again ? You were expelled ?"

Fatma went inside, While Sandra was tailing, apparently her tent was now cooking a side dish for dinner. Sandra chose to sit down, lucky she had eaten back home earlier. So that he does not have to gulp saliva of the aunt's cuisine that looks delicious.

"Why are you ? He asked me, just shut up..?"

" Bang Dadang is angry, because the earrings are gone so if you haven't met , he forbid I make it home. ."

Sandra deliberately put on a sad face in front of the Aunt asking for sympathy .

While Fatma, showing a reaction away from the shadow of Sandra "You are no longer nervous anymore right ? How could your husband be. Especially with the condition of you who are pregnant like this ? Don't look for topics that are too predictable.."

" Let me tan. Sleeping at aunt's house, tonight !!" Not running out of ideas, Sandra finally pleaded with a face of compassion.

" Yeah. It's been there sleeping, it's been tonight. It's not good for pregnant women to sleep too late .."

" Thank you tan... Aunt is the best.hehheh"

" Ckckckck" Fatma clucked not understand why she could have a bang like Sandra. ..

***

It was six o'clock in the morning when Sandra opened her eyes. Thank goodness the tantunya was not chatty by waking him up at dawn.

After finishing washing his face, Sandra stepped towards the back of the Aunt's house, trying a shortcut so as not to cross paths with her in-laws who must have been on the road to leave for the rubber garden.

Arriving at the intersection, it is true said the Aunt, the smell of garbage feels nose-piercing, Sandra berdo'a hopefully the garbage crackle owned by the Aunt has not been thrown into the TPA.

" Bang Ali is it ?"

Sandra greeted by closing her nose, despite knowing that her attitude was impolite but she did it anyway.

" The crackle belonged to Aunt Fatma yesterday at the taro where is it?"

He asked while looking at the pile of garbage that piled high.

" not wrong, is it ?"

The young man named Ali replied to Sandra with a double forehead "I'll just do my job to take out the garbage crackle. And do not have time if you have to give a sign or name on the garbage bag !!! If you want to check it yourself , these bags one by one...".

Sandra looked at the man in front of her with a longing gaze, hoping that this man would help her carry out the hard task of the husband.

" Bantuin lah Bang !! Abilkan already accustomed to the smell of garbage.."

Sandra looked at the man in front of her with a sleepy look, why did she even hear this kang garbage !!

" What time will it be transported to TPA bang ?"

" Nine hours mbak. Better to move fast. While there is still time.."

Sandra started pouring the trash into the pushcart of the garbage boy and started stirring as her eyes carefully observed the red object that might have been tucked away there..

One by one, if he still looks disgusted because he still uses wood to stir, but now Sandra instead uses both hands without showing a meaningful facial expression, which means, it was as if he had been immune to the smell of trash piercing his nose.

Half an hour has passed, but Sandra's search has not been successful. He was almost desperate, hoping for help.

" When did you meet me ? "

Sandra turned her head quickly, how could she forget the whereabouts of Ali. Was it because he was too depressed that his brain and mind momentarily went blank.

"Abang please help me dong, do not just be a spectator. Let's meet up soon.."

Ali cuek, as if not hearing Sandra's words.

" I give you fifty grand, if you meet me.."

Instantly, Sandra seemed to see a twinkle of light in the eyes of this man named Ali .

" What should you look for ?"

Ali swiftly joined in scrambling the garbage in front of him

" atm card. Color red.."

Ali was mangosteen and immediately poured all the garbage crackles on the ground. Not until ten minutes, the card that Sandra mentioned was now in Ali's hands.

Sandra was excited and wanted to take the card immediately.

" eit.. Wait dong Mbak bumil gorgeous. Where's the money ?"

Ali raised his right hand, while his left hand he used to raise the card high-stay.

Sandra pouted with an insincere feeling she took the only money she had left in her pocket. He did not care about his dirty and smelly hands now touching his clothes.

With a quick gesture, Ali snatched the blue money from Sandra's hand and exchanged it for the card he found earlier.

" This is true, Ma'am. Ma'am please just go home, let me clean up all the mess that has been done here.."

Ali said happily, and looked at Sandra who looked tangled and had a cypress face.

***

Fatma eventually comes to Dadang, because of Sandra who she does not know of her existence. She was worried that Sandra was reckless, because she left the house without saying goodbye and was hungry.

" Dang's..Dadang !!!"

Dadang finally opened the door, holding a spatula in his hand. Maybe the arrival of Fatma surprised the man, so because of the rush he was not aware if his hand was still holding a tool to flip the side dish, so he was not aware,

" Eh Fatma Ma'am, why mbak.."

" Where's sandra ?"

" Loh, no one said that Sandra slept at the house last night !!"

" Yes, but now I don't know where he is, don't think he's coming back here. Anyways you guys have a problem what's the matter ? Time just because the earrings are gone you as a husband could have told him to sleep outside and ask him to look until you meet.."

Hearing that Sandra had made up free about another lie, in order to save herself. Dadang finally slightly retreated from his position just in the middle of the door,

" Mending can't go in, it looks like you must know the behavior of your nephew..!!"