Our laughter had not have finished yet, suddenly, the leader of the group of monks shouting gives the cue again.
“What a smeeeeeellllll.”
We came to laugh out loud once more. Tum Mak pursue her fringe which rolling into the middle of the street. She chased the railing as she giggled. Apparently, it was railing separated from her mouth when laughing earlier. We all rejoice in the whole village that morning.
After watching independence’s carnival, Yanto, the son of a neighbor, invited me to watch a game of transvestites volleyball in a neighboring village. We went along with Pieter, his brother. Once there, it seems the game has already begun. Crowded people were watching. We heard hem to laugh. We quickened our steps toward the field.
Arriving at the volleyball court, the three of us took the pole spot near the net. The umpire asked us to step back and the three of us in accord with him. The players in a game of volleyball was upper average beautiful face, but their bodies were stocky and muscular.
One or two people from the volleyball players we watched was apparently good at playing. While most others apparently just to enliven it. If there is any batted ball misses, or the ball hit on their bodies, they would scream hysterically.
So always heard their cried when the oncoming ball. The audience laughed.
Suddenly there was a tosser pass the ball quite pretty. The ball was apparently quite convenient to reach by fellow team-mate to smash. Player who will smash it was the player with long hair and a beautiful face. He immediately shouted with enthusiasm. His voice was heavy and steady. Typically male.
He jumped high and smash the landslide. Opposing players are trying to reach the ball that came rushing it through backward made. We the audience back to laugh.
Day was about the evening when I return home. At home I met my mother who was making a cross-stitch of colorful wool yarn. Mother looked up and greeted me as I passed through the door.
“Where are you from, Mit ?.”
“Watched a transvestite volleyball,” I replied.
Mother wrinkled her eyes and responded, “What a shame,” but inevitably her lips flashed a smile.
pict by Emile Seno Aji