
Returning to this official house again is the obligation of Asti as the wife of a Satrio Wibowo. For a while there is a middle-aged mother of distant brother Mbah Sanjaya who will accompany and look after Asti while Satrio works.
The woman lived in the house of Mr. Sanjaya with other relatives.He was still a brother with Mr. Sanjaya's wife. Because her husband is dead.
Bude Prapti fortunately can ride a motorcycle matik, so they often shop to the market to buy a variety of vegetables and fresh fruit. Of course with the permission of Satrio, from Asti who hitchhiked.
Sometimes they receive the visit of Ibu Anggita who teach or just bring the twins an afternoon walk on the road in front of the house. Asti occasionally went out and greeted the other neighbors. But she kept her pregnancy a secret, a bit lazy if you can talk and advice from women who feel like they know just because they already have children first.
At the house of Bude Ayu again held a tahlilan event to commemorate his death to the
40 days . Two days earlier, Asti had been staying at the house with Bude Prapti. All kinds of needs have been quoted Bulek Prapti a week before from buying dus for rice boxes, plastic bags of various sizes to crackle bags.
This afternoon Asti came to Bulek Ratih's house. There is also Bude Prapti who is busy peeling red onions. All sorts of groceries were placed on the large table in the woman's kitchen.
" Here, Asti. Bulek bought Yu Yemi's rice for you!"
There was a smile on Asti's face when she remembered Yu Yemi and the story about the market. There is only news about Bu Haji Anwar store that receives many orders as many people are interested in Umrah activities. Because the pilgrimage if waiting for your turn can leave at the earliest five years!
Before long, the mothers of some nearby houses came. Asti just folded the cardboard boxes for rice and cake with the help of strapless. There were mothers cooking in the kitchen talking in whispers afraid to be heard by Asti.
Almost all the neighbors here feel the sadness of Asti because of the death of Bude Ayu. But Mrs Haji Anissa kept reminding some residents in the village to give Asti peace. Asti is pregnant young. Asti content age of 8 weeks is still young and vulnerable.
" Healthy Ma'am Asti? " reprove the mother of the newly arrived Nesti and enter the kitchen Bulek Ratih.
" Healthy, Mom. Thanks for the prayer."
The mothers worked while talking a lot. Various vegetables have been cleaned and separated from the crackle. Various kinds of spices have been kneaded and stored into plastic containers. The two-door refrigerator in the main house has been moved to this kitchen which has been expanded Lek No by breaking into the separation wall next to the warehouse.
The next day the mothers who came to rent more and more. The various smells of cooking in the kitchen even make Asti nauseous. He immediately stepped aside while apologizing, returning to his room in the main house.
" Asti can't be told who robbed Bude Ayu?" Ask a mother called Watun.
" No.Tun. Poor thing..."
Bulek Ratih understands the curiosity of the community over the development of the case. But from the information of Mr. Haji Anwar, Bude Ayu suffered shortness of breath because he was pressed tightly by his neck after the robbers forced the old woman to show her his treasure.
There were no valuables in the house, except for Bude's wallet which only contained one million rupiah. Though the people heard that Bude Ayu received tens of millions of rupiah from the bulk of the coconut harvest in his garden. There were no tens of grams of gold jewelry, except for a 4 gram gold ring that coiled around the old woman's finger. A gold ring with the initials of her mother, Sri.
The rest Pak Haji Anwar, Lek No and some village officials continue to help Mr. Herlambang investigate the case.
Satrio also did not tell Asti about the involvement of Mbak Nanik family in Sendang Ranti village. Nearly two weeks later Mr. Junaidi's house was raided by dozens of police. There were several people arrested including one person who was suspicious because he resembled the figure of Mas Timbul.
" Hey, still nauseous? " Bisik Satrio when he came to his wife who was still lying on the bed, in his room.
According to the woman who has given birth three times and takes care of the grandchildren of her grandfather, Asti's pregnancy is not too burdensome.
The woman never bothered her husband to fulfill his cravings like asking for a strange one. Never wake her husband in the middle of the night just to eat or snack outside the house. Never asked Satrio to climb a neighboring mango tree, just because he wanted to eat sour young mangoes.
Just that is often nausea because it smells less he likes, such as cooking !
A glass of warm ginger wedang water is recommended by Satrio to drink Asti to relieve nausea. Fortunately this room has been installed AC since a week before he married Asti. Because the house is old, the ventilation in this room is inadequate and makes Asti room rather stuffy and hot.
The tahlilan event has begun. Asti just sat in front of the room, because the mothers since the afternoon were busy arranging boxes of rice thanks. Lek No invited almost all the neighbors of the village consisting of 70 heads of families.
After Yasin's recitation was completed, various foods on the plates began to be served. Glasses containing coffee or tea are also provided in large plastic trays.
Mr. RT also told an information when the fathers had enjoyed the food and drinks provided.
" My fathers will say something to keep our people calm, safe and secure after this news!"
The fathers were silent because they saw Satrio who was also sitting next to Pak RT and Pak Haji Anwar.
"Mas Timbul has been arrested in a house in Sendang Ranti village. But the one who robbed the Bude Ayu House was Zasman's younger brother Mbak Nanik. We don't know if the man married Tina or Dian, Mbah Rayi's son."
The voices of the fathers murmured. They began to understand little by little the series of stories.
" The woman that Agus saw, Mr. Ton's son at Bu Condro's house was really the Embossed. He came to see his mother in disguise in female clothes. But the people who came to Bude Ayu's house were Zasman's plotters. "
"When raided near the river on the Ngawi border, Zasman was able to resist and was shot by officers. But arriving at Zasman's hospital was not helped. She die. Arise in prison in Semarang because many crimes committed in the city such as snapping and begal"
Bulek Ratih sat limp.Until he began to approach the room where the fathers gathered
" I'm sorry, Mr. RT. Ma'am Dian who lives in Mbah Rayi's house! Sister Dian had stopped by the house when there was a coconut branch in the garden. He asks questions of sorts. Because I don't understand not asking for Ninuk's father."
All shocked. Including Mr. Haji Anwar." Didn't Dian live in Yogya and work at her friend's cafe near Malioboro?"
Bulek Ratih was even more confused." It's been a long time since the divorce, sir. She married Zasman for over 3 years and had one child."
Tomorrow comes some police patrol cars to the village . The car group came to Mbah Rayi's house at the end of the village. Right, there is Ma'am Dian and daughter who is still a toddler.
The woman looked resigned after she was lifted into the patrol car. There are many items that can be used as evidence of the crime of the husband and wife. Looks like a big bag that was lifted by several officers. Fill the bag of various sharp objects to tools such as machetes, large knives to the crowbar.
The car left the village accompanied by dozens of pairs of eyes of the spectators who were some of the local villagers. There are also some words of disbelief. The half-brick and seedy house turned out to be a nest and hideout of the Zasman group all this time. The group begal sadistic to persecute the victim and kill him if they fight.
This time Asti returned to the city quietly. At her side was a husband who always looked after and protected her. There is also Bude Prapti who keeps him affectionate. He only hopes to live his domestic life with Satrio according to his religious teachings. A Household that Allah hath directed.