Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapters 17. Asti's Restlessness
The departure of Asti who stayed at Bude Ayu's house, twice a week it turned out to be the attention of the front neighbor of the house. Suparlan's mother who has 1 teenage daughter and two elementary school children.
For Asti, if the neighbor asked politely and kindly, of course it would be well explained. It seems that Asti's neighbors are different.
Moreover, Suparlan's mother who has her maiden name Inneke, it feels her most modern. Just because he lived in Jakarta. In the hope of Suparlan's mother, there is a negative thing because Asti often goes out of the house and uses all the sleepovers!
Asti is getting gnarly! Hello how are the long robe and the neat veil that he wears every out of the house just a formality? She was also picked up and picked up by her husband. Not anyone else!
At first glance, Asti looked at the face of the woman who likes to wear complete make-up even though all day only at home. He said nothing and turned back home. Polite is not polite, better stupid!
Like life, we can only follow the flow. Not stopping where? Or hit by a wave or wave?
At least Asti has his own income, so it is more free to use for his personal needs. Not relying on husband's salary. Although Satrio entrusted all his salary to Asti, because he believed his wife would carefully and carefully manage the finances of their household.
" There go out, follow the gymnastics mothers in the park or play volleyball in the front field!" Take Satrio who saw Asti just lying on the living room sofa.
Though Asti did that since Satrio permission to run morning to the town square until he returned home, his wife had not left the place of his greatness.
" No, ah! "
Satrio immediately sat down beside his wife ." Is Satrio junior here yet ?"
The man whispered softly as he rubbed his wife's flat stomach.
" It's been ah, Mas. Amused! I'm not pregnant. Just ..."
The man stroked the pretty face rather anxiously. " Come on, dong!"
" I'm staying at Bude Ayu's house, okay?"
Satrio's eyes pricked in disbelief. " You want to leave me, Yang?"
" No! I live in a village, right? You can go and go to work from the village. I don't feel right here."
Long - long Asti finally cried softly. His shoulders shook violently as he tried to endure all the pain.
The man grabbed Asti's body and hugged her tightly. Satrio deliberately brought Asti to stay here precisely to keep Asti from various problems because of the feud between Bude Ayu and Mas Arise. At times the problem will explode.
Sorenya Satrio took his wife around the city. It wasn't until an hour the whole corner of the city they started exploring. It turns out that simple activities are enough to give Asti its own happiness.
In the town square, many food vendors opened their stalls. The price is cheap too. So they tour kulineran snack at warung kaki lima.
" Easy? " satrio asked when Asti tried the food of tofu and flour, while living and studying in Bandung, the food was called batagor.
Asti shows a face that doesn't like. Satrio also felt a bit strange after tasting it a little. Because food is far different from how to process, serve and season.
" Tomorrow I'll stay out of town, you'll be fine at home!"
" Darling my time is very tight if you send you first to the village and then back to the office, no time. Where the Boss is in the entourage, you know!"
Asti helped her husband put some change of clothes in a small suitcase. While his uniform was only folded with the hangers so as not to be scuffed because the suitcase was rather small.
One morning Satrio went out with his black Fortuner. It turned out that there were two neighbors who were fellow police officers who joined Satrio's car.
During the three months Asti was married to Satrio, her husband rarely talked about work. He said he was bound by a code of work ethics so much to keep confidential information.
At first, Asti thought that the duty of a policeman was only to patrol the road to regulate traffic or solve crimes.
Bu Haji also proposed that Asti has its own busyness so as not to be saturated. But in this city she knew no one but her husband.
Sometimes Asti is just a fad of growing chili seeds or tomatoes with cheap plastic pots. The plant is placed behind the house. Being in the front yard is only enough for Satrio car garage whose roof is given additional from asbestos.
Maybe he has a hard time getting along, so he enjoys being alone. Satrio only calls once or twice a day when he has free time. Because when he is on the field he must focus on his duties and work.
There was a young mother neighbor, finally managed to invite Asti to join the study group. Perhaps the mothers in this complex had not participated so much so they joined a study group from another settlement across the residential street. In the settlement there is a large mosque that is very crowded during fardhu prayer time in the day to night.
Asti comes every once in a while on Thursday afternoon. Still safe. They actually attended the study with a young Hanifah Ustadzah who became the leader of the Taklim assembly group in this large mosque .
The main intention of Asti to participate in studies is to learn and add religious knowledge. Since childhood he taught and read the Qur'an guided by Mbah Kung. In school religious lesson hours are only 2 or 3 hours a week. Rohis activities in SMK only hold various celebrations of Islamic religious holidays. After graduating SMK Asti only studied religion through the internet.
Anggita's mother who has toddler twins is getting closer to her. Every woman was out of the house, her twins were taken care of by her mother who lived with her after her father died.
" Jeng can't I go to your house to study njai?" ask Ibu Anggita one afternoon. They had just come out of the courtyard of the mosque after the recitation was over.
" you know, I can study with Ustazah Hanifah's mother right?" reject smooth Asti.
" I'm actually embarrassed. Because I cannot read the Quran. My kids are busy. I convert Jeng Asti..."
"I'm not a teacher, Mom.!"
"So I heard the voice of Jeng Asti while teaching melodious voice. Please Jeng! I can also teach the twins. The lecture of Ustadzah Hanifah was very touching. We're the ones who will form the foundation of the children at home."
Finally Ibu Anggita came every afternoon, after he finished homework. Asti taught the woman to start from the Hijaiyah and also read Iqro. It turns out that Ibu Anggita is very diligent and eager to learn.
Sometimes the woman brought various food creations to Asti's house. Food or cuisine that rarely Asti can be in the market or have never eaten it.
Some western dishes are still accepted stomach. Perhaps the tongue of his ndesa is less suitable for pasta because the mixture of smells from milk and cheese makes him nauseous. Moreover, Japanese-style food made from raw fish, Asti immediately take a thousand steps.
Mother Anggita's husband, Mr. Sadewo instead supported his wife's activities when she asked for permission. Again Suparlan mother aka Jeng Inneke, back on the radar want her to appear again.
When told by Jeng Anggita that he learned to pay with Asti, his mouth immediately sneered. Maybe for him learning to teach is not a modern activity or a trend of contemporary life.