Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapters 120. Determining the Day Ahead
The two men who are elders in this village were unable to refuse when breakfast was provided. Moreover, Bulek Ratih had taken out a container of warm fried rice that was immediately arranged on the side yard table.
The saying of people in this village in general, they do not refuse to be given anything, by the host! It is therefore a part of the sustenance given by God through the intermediary of others.
Ms. Ning immediately prepared the plate, spoon and glass. They also enjoy the complete fried rice is processed Asti in the side yard. They refused to enter the house, because they knew there was another guest staying in this house, namely Mr. Leon's family. Moreover, the corner of the side yard in this house is quite clean and shady. At that place was filled with large pots of old drums containing graft fruit trees that grew lush and fertile.
"Monggo, Sir! Please! " said Bulek Ratih polite and respectful.
Soon Mr. Roh and Mas Yanto joined in enjoying breakfast together. Inside the house also came Mr. Leon. This time he was alone. The arrival of the man was actually only reasonable to see the state of Mother and her older sister. Though he actually wanted to see Asti who was still busy struggling in the kitchen since this morning.
" Loones Leon, let's have breakfast! Asti you know, who cooked this fried rice!" Goda Bulek Train witty.
As usual, Mr. Leon did not refuse. Moreover, he knew the famous delicious Asti cuisine. Only the seasoning cooked by his future wife was lighter, with much less than it should have been.
Ms. Ning had also lifted a complete fried rice basin. A large plate contains pieces of egg omelet, a bowl of spiced meat, crackers and chili.
Her mother and sister had come down from her room upstairs and joined in. So did Ninuk, Bu Jum and Mbak Ning. The least is Asti. They heard Akbar crying in his room. Of course the baby began to demand the attention of the Mother who was busy taking care of their guests since yesterday.
Sure enough, before long appeared Akbar who had bathed and perfumed. The baby was running around in the living room happily. Because the house was filled with guests again. There are also Aunt Ninuk and Mbah Uti Ratih.
"Akbar want mam?" ledek Ninuk's.
Because Ninuk ate on a thick carpeted floor while watching tv. Akbar shook his head. Asti always taught that Akbar eat with his own food. She knows the women in this house like to eat spicy chili or chili. So he wouldn't eat being fed with food on their plate.
" Snake!" refused funny. He quickly ran into the arms of Mr. Leon who was carrying warmly. The man continued to eat it while sitting Akbar on his lap.
Mbak Mesya's eyes continue to pay attention to the interaction between his sister and the baby. It seems Leon is very familiar with his son Asti. Perhaps Leon also missed the presence of a child during his former marriage. His ex-wife Corinne Fasha is a free woman and Childfree.
As usual, Asti will not play orders to Bu Jum who still enjoys his breakfast. Because he really appreciates the tasks and energy of the people who work and help him to take care of this house.
He looked briefly at Mr. Leon who did not seem to be too bothered about eating while holding Akbar. They dined at a dining table containing only four chairs. While Bu Jum and Mbak Ning ate in the living room with the rest of the plastic stools that had not been stacked by the neighbors last night.
Mr. Leon and Asti looked at. Asti meant, wanting to tell the man to have Akbar sent down. Because he is also preparing special food for Akbar. Vegetable and chicken team rice mashed with Food Processing tools.
" Asti, the fried rice is delicious. You're using a five-star restaurant secret sauce, aren't you?" mama Mesya asked after sipping a warm sweet tea.
Asti smiled amusedly. " Time, Ma'am? It's just village fried rice with potluck seasoning. If it's good, yes. Thank goodness!"
" Today I did not have time to try the tongseng cuisine of Mrs Ratih, you know! My kids say it's delicious!" Cut the Graceful Mother also does not want to lose.
Waduh, Pipi Bulek Ratih blushed because he received praise from his guests who came from among the people. Fear their taste is different.
" I'm also in the culinary business, Mrs Ratih. Many of my cooks are from this area!" Obviously Mr. Leon's mother.
Bulek Ratih's eyes pricked in disbelief. Maybe because the people in this area always have a cooking event together with the citizens of all residents to make various dishes in the feast of the people.
From celebrating religious days such as slaughtering sacrifices on the Feast of Eid al-Adha to the celebration of the Prophet's Mawlid. Not to mention making tumpengan to celebrate HUT RI. Also various folk parties from clean villages, harvest raya to birthday celebrations of their villages and sub-districts as well.
" Here, Akbar eats the same, Om!" talk to Leon when Asti puts a plastic dish containing food for her child on a small table near the television.
The baby refused to come down from the man's lap. Because I'm used to being treated like that. Asti alone does not know! When he was in the hospital, and had to undergo an opname. Several times Mr. Leon invited Akbar to play to the development project at the west end of the village there. Because Akbar began to fuss in the morning because of the loss of his mother after days of not coming home. So Mr. Leon persuaded him by riding his car to the project with Bu Jum along with a baby bag containing all the needs of Akbar.
The baby was quite amused to see some heavy equipment working to complete the facilities there. Like the manufacture of a major highway, a bridge over a small river. Until building a residential guardrail wall.
" Leon, teach this kid to call you Papa, so! " Anggun Mother's Advice.
" It doesn't fit, Ma! Papa's time with Mom? Let Akbar call him father. It's worth it, huh! Mom and Dad!" Mbak Mesya said.
Asti's red face was blushed by family member Mr. Leon. Lek No had asked the Old Man to get a good day for their marriage. The man suggested Sunday, the fourth week of next month is a good day for the couple to get married.
Until persuaded Bu Jum then Akbar want to be invited down from the lap of Mr. Leon. Akbar usually sat in the stroller to enjoy his breakfast.
Mr. Leon's mother saw the baby boy was very handsome and quite well-groomed. His mother had to leave him at home every day to sell at the market.
Lek No had gone home earlier this afternoon. Because it is still busy taking care of the rice fields that have been planted with peanut seeds. Although there are two men who are very reliable in this business.
" What time do you want to go home?"
" Leon, you're upset with your mom and your mom, huh?"
" It's not so, Ma! The project will be abandoned if Mama postpones going home. Cakra and I are preparing the main road in the North of the project."
" Yes, already... You do not need to take us to Semarang! Same as your driver, huh? The Dimas...'
Ms. Mesya is still busy sitting in the park on the right side. Main hape while watching Bu Jum feed Akbar a meal. Although in this area including the lowlands, but the air is still cool. Because residents in this area still maintain environmental sustainability, by maintaining a variety of large trees and green open land.
Especially in the side and back of the Asti house there are still thousands of meters of land which by the guard planted various fruit trees from mangoes, bananas to cassava and yam. It was just that the garden was tightly sealed by a tall wooden fence and was somewhat poorly maintained.
" Akbar eats it easy, yes. Ma?"
" Easy, too. But Ma'am Asti always adds vegetables, in addition to chicken and fish that are processed by itself."
" I'm pretty at home here, kind of quiet... The atmosphere is cool and relaxing. If I go back to Semarang my work is more and more piled up. Since our father got sick, my mother went back and forth between the house and the hospital.. So there's no one to help in the gallery and the shop!"
" Well, I've never been to Semarang, Mom! Most if you take a bus to Jakarta just pass by the terminal for a while."
" Play into my house, Miss Jum! We still live in one complex. Close to the old man's house, still in the same housing. Just a block away. Especially the Leon project here. She must have stayed at home and rarely looked at us!"
In the afternoon, Mr. Leon came back to pick up his brother and mother home. The woman hugged and kissed her youngest son's cheeks full of affection.
" Before the wedding day, you take Asti and her family to Semarang to see your Papa! Let him know Asti and Akbar too!"
Leon just assented. Mr. Cakra also could not deliver them to Semarang. Later that afternoon, the construction of a bridge in the North of the housing project began. Because with the creation of a wider and concatenated bridge, project vehicles are easier to get access to the housing.