Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapters 16. Life Flowing Like Water
Asti as a newcomer to the complex tried to get to know the neighbors well. Many of the mothers came from other regions, some even came from West Java. They as wives of soldiers must be willing to follow the husband and live in any area where the husband is assigned.
The mothers often tease Asti because she is the youngest woman in this complex with her husband's position is quite high. Especially the newlyweds.
The neighbors had been married for a long time until someone had teenage children. They attended a private foundation not far from home.
" Come, it's ready. Bags, HP change of clothes? " tanya Satrio trying to remind Asti who sometimes forget small and trivial things such as bedroom keys for example.
" Ready, commander! " Reply reply Asti.
His beautiful wife was wearing a seatbelt. He also stole a kiss on the cheek of his wife
"Mas... Shame ah, looked at people !"
" Cooking is forbidden to kiss his own wife, Well, if kiss the neighbor's wife so long business..."
Asti's eyes glared at me." Yes it's the way!"
Satrio smiled happily. Seductive Asti has always been an entertainment in itself to eliminate the sense of fatigue from the laborious work.
" Mrs didn't buy by-by?" satrio asked after they passed through several mini markets and pastry shops along the road they passed.
Bude Ayu did not choose food. Moreover, cakes that can rarely be bought in his village. Perhaps not brought by-by anything is okay, as long as Asti is healthy and nothing less.
Satrio took his car into one of the mini markets with the blue red logo. She proudly joined the beautiful woman after helping open the door for Asti.
" Pake a basket, Mas. I'll buy the shot in the market tomorrow! Cheaper ...."
Satrio did not so take the trolley, because Asti had offered a shopping cart of red plastic.
Some pastries, syrups and drinks have been put Asti into the basket that her husband brought. Some visitors looked at the couple with envy as they looked very harmonious. The beautiful face of Asti combined with the handsome face of Satrio who is more masculine.
Their clothes were both neat and simple. The husband seemed to love her very much because he carried the basket full of groceries while following her wherever she stepped.
Neatly Satrio put two by-and-by crackles for his family in the village. After looking briefly at the face of the beloved beauty, the car left the mini market courtyard.
It was already a bit dark as the car Satrio was driving through the village's translucent road in the bamboo forest. Main road to Sendang Mulyo village.
Suddenly passed an old type of motorbike, which is famous for its speed and noise.
What caught Asti's attention was the woman who was piggybacking behind him. The woman was veiled and in a long dress but her sitting style was male. Asti quickly memorized the police number on the motorbike. Because some of the villagers are very concerned about politeness and manners. Especially for women!
Satrio was also somewhat suspicious as the motorbike turned on the road towards the village border at the end of Pak Rayi's house. Because there is the only way to the cemetery.
As for the village or to the house of more residents should pass in front of the house Bude Ayu. Satrio did not hear the sound of the motorbike again lost drowning with the dark atmosphere of the village towards night.
Bude Ayu hurriedly opened the door while answering Asti's greeting. The woman hugged her niece's body tightly like she had not seen each other for years.
" All healthy?"
" Thank God, healthy! " answered Satrio.
" Want? envy? say boss! " Ledek Bude Ayu who started memorizing some of the slang jargon that was going viral. Bude chuckled amusedly as Satrio fell silent. One empty!
" That's why don't you like to talk about it! " Say Asti.
" You like me to be a little change ...."
" Answer-Jawab Mulu. Sleep at Lek No's house, all right!" Asti said angry.
" Don't dong, dear ..No one will be cold, cold . ..."
" I slept with Bude. Kangen. " said Asti immediately chased her buds who entered the kitchen.
Satrio is confused that Asti does not want to be seduced. Before long Lek No came to take Satrio to the front mosque. Bulek Ratih also appeared from the back door and immediately slipped from the back kitchen.
Since Asti's wedding ceremony, the road connecting Lek No and Bude Ayu's house was opened. The road was given a bright light. The warehouse has been cleaned. There were only a few sacks of rice piled on the higher wooden floor.
The dinner was even more festive with the presence of Bu Haji Anissa. The woman hurriedly came to this house, because it was rare to meet Asti. Especially since Asti moved to her husband's house in the city. So they talked a little long.
Lek No cut some banana combs that are ripe garden. The two largest combs were given to Haji Anissa.
" Wow I got windfall. Alhamdulillahot. Thank you, Lek!"
Asti pity to see Satrio who became calmer. Satrio always teases with his silly actions and words.
"Sorry, yes . Dear. Forgive me! Don't be angry, will you? " Pinta Satrio slowly. After they entered the room.
Asti resigned only, when hugged tightly by her husband. Indeed the family already knows the habits and silly speech Satrio. But Asti was not good with the response of others. He thought Satrio was arrogant and lacking respect for others. Moreover, he has a profession as a state servant. While apologizing many times Satrio kissed Asti's forehead, cheeks and lips.
" It was ah. Mas. I'm sleepy!"
Soon the man fixed a thick blanket on his wife's body. His wife was rarely angry for long. But if he is not feeling well, he will definitely refuse to be approached. Satrio could be fasting a long time starting tonight.
The man took a long breath. Nastiti Anjani is no ordinary village girl in general. As a teenager he was mentally dropped by Fahira. The most popular girl in school used to be, because her father became the number one person in this subdistrict. The more shunned by his classmate named Fahira, the more his hatred cornered Asti.
Sometimes Asti just shut up. Or he was in the room crying long before going to bed. Perhaps it was also because he felt the absence of his father and mother since he was a child. But he was loved by his family.
Even Lek No diligently drove and picked her up to school. From her school in Elementary School to Junior High. Sometimes together with his son Lek No, the Joko whose age is only one year different. Bulek Ratih said when he took care of Asti and Joko when they were children, like taking care of twins.
Asti began to feel she was shunned by young men like she was an infectious disease when she went to school in an SMK. There were more than ten students from his Junior High School who used to continue in this school.
Three of them were Fahira's best friends. So through their story, Asti is called a pesky girl because it carries a curse from the bamboo forest in her village.
Since then Asti has severely limited his association. He became somewhat offended by Satrio's silly and somewhat disrespectful manner of speaking. Asti has often said that he is uncomfortable with Satrio's more open and free speech.
" Sorry. I love you" whispered Satrio while peeping the tip of his forehead. He hugged his wife with a blanket that rolled up his whole body .
Sure enough, Asti soon tried to get out of Satrio's tight embrace. Opening up a little blanket.
Asti overheated, Satrio pura-pura sleeps soundly while reaching for his wife's makeup body. Before long Astri began to fall asleep. These days Asti's attitude is getting more sensitive. It seemed that she had to be even more patient facing her beautiful angel who was again badmood.