Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapters 2. It Started to Make Riots

Asti was quite happy to see the recovery of Bude Ayu. It doesn't matter if she can just sit in the store. Soon Asti began to dismantle the groceries in three large boxes. The presence of Budenya gave its own spirit.

Until the girl realized that since morning did not see Mas Kusno. In the most complete gold shop, only guarded by Mbak Ruminah and Mbak Mus . Want to ask the whereabouts of Mas Kusno to them, Asti embarrassed. Afraid of attention!

Yu Yemi came carrying a tray containing two rice dishes and two glasses of warm sweet tea. Asti stopped by the rice shop for a while and ordered it. At the stall was Yu Yemi's husband and daughter who were still processing food for them to sell today. They are one family working hand in hand for the fulfillment of the needs of clothing and food.

One or two buyers still come to the Asti store. Some of the new merchandise is already on display and hung with a hanger in front of the store. Bude Ayu enjoyed his breakfast. The market is quieter than yesterday. So the atmosphere is quieter, neat and orderly.

Bude Ayu moved from his seat and left the store because he was interested in the conversation of the rickshawmen who parked near their store.

" Kusno, why Pakde Kromo?"

Mr. Kromo is the oldest pedicab driver among dozens of pedicab attendants who are used to running and looking for passengers in the market. He was even allowed to live in an empty room, which was near the market warehouse. Sometimes Pakde Kromo was also asked for his help to become a night watchman in the market .

" Abceptible to people, Mom! Almost got a knife from that. Fortunately near Koh Edy's house there are still many people who gather, so many who help!"

" Astagfirullah!" Bude Ayu was surprised.

Some mothers who sell around the place were also busy commenting. Actually there is rarely an incident of division or gouging like this their area. Usually in every village there is always siskamling activities in self-help. Moreover, this befell Mas Kusno who incidentally only keep his brother's gold shop. All gold jewelry is already stored in the store vault with double security.

The events experienced by Mas Kusno were also heard by people in the market. Starting from the security officers, the drivers of delivery goods to some shop owners and other traders. Not to mention the rickshawmen and the parking lotmen.

Two days later Mas Kusno was seen back behind the storefront of the gold shop "Glucky". It seemed that the man had injuries on his face and lips, there was a bruise mark that was starting to ripen blue. But in general, the young man was fine.

Until the atmosphere there was more heated when one of the drivers Mother Fatma saw the incident. Fatma's mother opened a grocery store that was located next to the market. The middle-aged man was carrying goods from a warehouse located close to Koh Edi's house.

Some large traders who are not native to the local villagers, usually live in the housing. The housing is not far from the sub-district market, even not all the land was built houses - ordered houses.

There is still empty land. Usually the houses are inhabited by immigrants who have business or work in the area. Therefore, the houses were built in a modern and attractive manner. Only, the road connecting to the housing from the highway is still empty and quiet. Understand because it used to be a former rice field. So if the night of the road is a bit dark because it is far from the settlement of villagers.

Mr. Prayoga, Fatma's mother's driver was asked to report to the market office. Mas Kusno who had been proficient in martial arts was still battered by the begal. Especially if a layman, could die on the spot.

It turned out that begal was led by Mas Timbul. He only intended to intimidate Mas Kusno who was considered to interfere with all his problems. Including defending Bude Ayu.

The man was escorted by Mr. Kholik, the market leader and Mas Kusno who brought his own motorbike, reported to the police office located not far from the district office. About two miles from the market.

Asti can only hug Bude Ayu tightly. Mata Mas Embossed was already blinded with a grudge. All the people he thought were blocking the way and his plans would be bulldozed. But it's wrong people!

Mas Kusno who has only two years running his brother's shop is not a typical young man. He dared to fight the begal who number nearly five people and one person even brought a knife. Even Mas Kusno was ready to bring the matter into the realm of law.

The uproar about Mas Timbul is still the talk of people in the market. While the bruises on Mas Kusno's face have also begun to fade. He said he got a shipment of Chinese medicinal herbs from his family in Madiun.

Asti heard that Mas Timbul had run away. When the police went to his house. There were only his wife and two children who were frightened when officers arrived.

Mr. Haji Anwar and Mr. Kades began to tighten the security of their village area. Even at the home of Pak Haji there are two brothers who have reliable martial skills participate. They also help to keep Asti and Bude Ayu home safe

Asti's grandfather's time still served as a kades, has been encouraged independent siskamling activities. Although their lives are simple, but the villagers have a lot of property in the form of cattle, abundant crops and crops.

When times are difficult sometimes there are hordes of people from outside the village come to rob or loot some houses.

Usually this happens when it occurs when the drought that comes prolonged or crop failure due to pests of leafhoppers and rats. The rest is due to differences in opinion between the residents, especially during the election of village heads who use money politics.

Asti obediently, when it is forbidden to shop alone to the nearest city by some village elders. Including from Pak Haji Anwar. Lek No and Ninuk became his bodyguards. The 15-year-old girl really enjoyed the event to take Madam Asti shopping, as a walk.

It is precisely Lek No who is more vigilant during the journey to escort Asti. The phone is always in your pocket and alive. Later he will contact Pak Haji Anwar and the closest people if there is an important incident that can not be handled alone.

On Sunday afternoon, at Bude Ayu's house there was a guest of a young woman carrying a very old matik motorbike.

Ninuk ran - ran to find Bude Ayu and Asti who were in the Coconut orchard. It turned out that Lek No got wholesale for coconut harvest from traders from other villages. They are bargaining - bidding on prices to reach a mutual agreement.

"Bude Ayu, Ma'am Asti. Searched the same Sister Nani !" ninuk shouted breathlessly.

The distance of their house to the coconut grove behind the house is actually not too far away. But to reach this place, you have to pass through slippery rice fields, shrubs with Koro nut trees that propagate on bamboo fences as a barrier between the rice fields owned by Bude Ayu and other residents.

Hearing the news of his son, Lek No was immediately ready to standby. He immediately walked quickly to Ninuk who still needed to turn again because there was a joint near the garden.

" It's okay, sir! Mbak Nani came alone, he said he needed to see Bude Ayu! "

Bude Ayu even looked at Asti and Lek No. He's a little confused.

What does the wife in Arise want to find him? Do you want to add more trouble? Actually, the woman was quite tired of facing the attitudes and behaviors of the former husband's family members!

If in the past there was no compulsion from his late father to accept Mr. Kushari's proposal, lazy he married again. Therefore, he was only married religiously so as not to be entangled, if there were problems in his marriage later. Moreover, his status is only the third wife of Mr. Kushari who intends to run for re-election to become a kades in the village next to him with considerable wealth capital.

It turns out that his late father used to feel indebted to the kindness of the richest man in the village next door. The late Harjo Winangun was also not too fond of the status of the widow who was carried by her eldest daughter. After Ayu Sulaksmi divorced her first husband who was still serving in the army.

" Bud. Sorry, Nani!"

There was a voice of the woman who was sitting on the front porch while waiting for the arrival of Bude Ayu.

Asti was surprised to see the appearance of Mas Timbul's wife. He ran to welcome the arrival of Bude Ayu who appeared first from the side of the house. While Asti and Ninuk walked faster behind Bude Ayu

" Nani, let's just talk inside! Not good here! Later, so the spectacle of the crowd."

Bude Ayu warmly tugged at Nanik's shoulder to get inside the living room . He immediately turned on the living room lights to make it more comfortable to talk in the place.

Ninuk looked at Asti questioningly. " That's his wife Mas Embossed right?

Said the village flower Sendang Ranti? Skinny dry kayak like that. It's like people don't eat a month."

Immediately pulled the teenage girl's hand towards the kitchen. " Make three glasses of sweet tea. Well, that's the cake."

" Hum, it's good, just leave!"

It seems Ninuk is willing to refuse Asti's request. Because Asti wants to go to the guest room as well , in addition to hearing the problems of Ms. Nanik, also to keep watch.

" Yes, Udah. Next week you will not have to go to Yogyakarta, will you?"

Ninuk's lips immediately piqued "Ih, Madam Asti is not fair..."

" Lion... Bulek Ratih did not refuse, if invited to visit there. .."

Ninuk turned to the kitchen while stomping his feet. He wanted to know this news too. Just be aware that until this is used as gossip material with a single gene theme!

Joko said that his sister's friends were called genes are not clear! Or a group of labile teenagers. Understand that Ninuk had gathered with his theme was always excited and crowded.

Mbak Nani while crying deeply while continuing to say a few words of apology. She shared her life with her two children who had nothing left.

Mas Timbul ran away from home after a friend who worked at the police station told him that he would be arrested for latching and robbery.

It turned out that at the event of the sealing and gouging, led by Mas Embossed . He also managed to snatch the HP and wallet of Mas Kusno. So that the problem becomes more severe because it includes criminal acts.

" I'm sorry, Bude Ayu! Mother who always instigated Mas Timbul to refuse when Bude entered the family Pak Kushari."

"You mean, Ratmi's mother or Condro's mother?"

Asti knew, Bude Ayu mentioned the two names of his elder brother. But Nanik shook his head weakly. The woman wiped her tears with the end of her sleeve.

" My mother, Bude! Sriyatun's mother..."

Bude Ayu's forehead is getting wrinkled from confusion. Indeed he did not know the two parents of Nanik who lived three villages away from where they lived. The village was further south than the subdistrict market. It is even bordered towards East Java.

"My mother and father knew Mr. Harjo Winangun. But do not like it when Mr. Mas Timbul married Bude Ayu. Because later the division of inheritance for Mas Timbul is reduced because there are three wives who also get the same rights. Not to mention his four sisters!"

" Shortly," interrupted Bude Ayu quickly.

"You and your mother are talking about inheritance, while Mr. Kushari himself is still alive?"

Nani was embarrassed. Nanik and Timbul were married for a year when Bude Ayu came to the mansion as a newlywed

" Greedy and greedy" Bude said slowly. " You guys want that, what else ?"

" Please revoke the report for Mas Embossed, De! We no longer have money. Mas Arise has been a month ago never come home and do not give money shopping."

" Nanik, I never reported your husband to the police, huh! How many times has your husband forced me to ask for money. But the actions of the Embossed on Kusno are already criminal. Prison is a proper place for your husband !"

Nanik's tears dripped even more profusely. He could see that this old joglo-style house was built in the heyday of the Bude Ayu family before, namely Saridin's grandfather Yosafat Winangun.

This thick Javanese house has a very spacious room to receive guests and family.The floor is given green ceramics , while on the front porch is a floor consisting of a tile of floral motifs - red and green flowers. The old-fashioned floor model that is now back in trend now.

Most of the furniture is made of main teak wood with various intricate carvings. Starting from a set of chairs and a living table, a large display cabinet and several glass cabinets with some antique decorations.

In the middle room there is a large gebyok towards the inner room that connects several bedrooms, dining room and kitchen. At the back door was a vast open field filled with various peppers, tomatoes and herbs in large black pots. Also a vegetable plant.

In addition there is a roof behind the house Lek No which is a view behind the house . From the back of the house there is a view of a vast expanse of green rice fields. Not to mention the various perennials other than teak and coconut wood that are on the outskirts of the rice field.

" I'm sorry, Bude! Mother all this time continued to instigate Mas Timbul. I also wonder why Bude would be the third wife of Mr. Kushari while Bude Ayu's parents are rich and famous in the village of Sendang Mulyo?"

"I don't understand your mother's will either. Though as the first child and son Mas Timbul it has got a bigger share than his younger brothers." Bude Ayu was upset. He most disliked talking about possessions or inheritances.

"I never forbid Mr. Kushari to give his house near the market to you, give his eldest son a car. Not to mention repeatedly asking for business capital. It may be worth tens of millions. Where's effort? Bankrupt right? "

Ma'am Nanik raised his face. Her once beautiful and brightly shining face had become dull and had spots and pimples. The body that used to be dense and contained is now very thin, as if only bones.

Even the dress she wore may cost hundreds of thousands of rupiah, now more like a washcloth in the kitchen so often washed and worn

"We have to pay for my mother's treatment, Bude. Mom was treated in Solo because her kidneys were having problems."

" Did your mother go to SMPN school near the suburban terminal?"

Nanik nodded slowly."My mother's husband is Mr. Junaidi. My father used to propose to Bude Ayu. But rejected by Mr. Harjo Winangun"

" I know, because at that time I had an appointment with another man. My future husband is currently undergoing his education in Magelang for two years. There's no way I'm accepting another man's proposal."

" When you're married, you feel unloved. For mother is only second choice in father's life."

Little by little Bude Ayu began to be able to pull the red thread of various problems in his life . O God, this speck of envy and hatred has stirred up a storm of rage that caused all the damage!

How the hatred of Ms. Sriyatun is not only damaging to life Arise so that she becomes a fugitive. Even his son and wife are now abandoned due to the absence of the head of the household as the breadwinner in their family

Once upon a time, Bude Ayu was the Village Flower of Sendang Mulyo. He could only finish his education until Junior High. This is also an achievement for their villagers. Because education was a bit expensive. Only those who are sufficiently willing to send their children to school.

Many young men proposed to him, but Mr. Harjo was very strict to choose the best husband candidate for his son. Bude Ayu Sulaksmi's heart is adrift in Grace Sodiq.

The man had for years left his village to attend high school in the city. The man was also elected while enlisting in the army in a union. When applying for Bude Ayu, the man must also complete his education for two years . So Bude Ayu had to patiently wait.

Mbak Nani finally paid his way home when the day started afternoon. He rejected Bude Ayu who gave him rice, dry side dishes and instant noodles. Even Bude Ayu was slipping several pieces of money hundreds of thousands into his hands. The money was received Nanik like a thirsty man in the desert and given a glass of water.