Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter . 218. The Arrival of Strangers
Asti sneaks into the house. It seems he no longer has the guts to find out who the pair of men and women who had been riding in Satrio Wibowo's Fortuner car.
His busyness took care of Qani, eliminating for a moment the anxiety that raged blue in his heart. Aided by Bu Jum, Qani was replaced by a clean shirt. Because his clothes were soaked with milk.
" Want to drink some more milk, right?" ask Bu Jum.
The baby nodded at the sign that quite a lot of milk was released earlier when taken by his mother to the mini market. So the baby is still thirsty. Full of love Asti hugged the little baby. Afraid she's not feeling well. Earlier, Bu Jum also rubbed telon oil on his stomach and chest to give a feeling of warmth. Before putting on her change of clothes.
The baby lay quietly and comfortably after being given formula again. From the outside, Akbar's footsteps came into this room.
" Mom?" Call the boy.
Akbar got onto the bed after removing his footwear on the doormat in front of the bedroom door. Leon deliberately used parquet floors from wood sheet material to keep this room warm and comfortable when his two children played on the floor.
" Akbar has school?" ask Asti. Even though his son only played for a while in the Paud school yard. But Asti said his son had gone to school, so that there was a high sense of courage to be in a wider community than at home.
Almost every morning Akbar ushered Mbak Putri went to play there only to see children who were two or three years older than Akbar, playing and learning in the Paud. Akbar gets bored too... The child only stayed in school for one or two hours and immediately asked to go home.
" At, Mom!" akbar was pleased
Round eyes Qani also listened to the babbling of the brother who was allowed by one of the teachers there to try various simple games on the page Paud... There is a short slide of thick plastic material, stairs with braided mines, swings in a large tree trunk, also used motorcycle tires lined up for jumping - jump activities.
There was a gentle knock on the front door of the room. When welcome to enter, the Princess came while bringing a change of clothes for Akbar. His T-shirt and t-shirt were soaked in sweat. Akbar sign quite a lot of energy and energy while playing in the school yard.
" Mr Asti, looks like someone's looking, huh!"
" Who, Put?" ask Asti less sure.
" There was a strangely dressed man asking in front of Mr. Sembodo's house... Said he was looking for Ma'am Asti, school delivered Bu Ani to this house."
Asti awaken... Very lazy if he had to meet the person called by the Princess earlier. Especially if the man who was looking for it earlier, still related to the family relationship of one of the Satrio family members.
When mentioning the name of the man who is Akbar's biological father, his son, Asti began to arise a little emotion. How much the man did not care about the existence of Akbar, who he did not recognize as his own biological child. The man, who is said to be a graduate in informatics engineering at a famous campus in his city, said people were crazy about the charm of Zahra. Even the man was easily influenced by the young lady. So that in an instant he was able to forget his status as a man who already had children and wives.
Now only Asti realized that Satrio's behavior that was far from the logic and common sense of normal human minds was due to Zahra's actions. Of course, all of that is supported by both Zahra's parents and her grandmother. How easily Satrio's heart turned.
Poison Zahra with potions - jampi, science pellet and his country, made from the grandmother who is said to be famous as a shaman or paranormal in his village was very effective. Even Satrio firmly rejected the DNA test presented by Asti. To prove that Akbar is Satrio's true son. Also to dismiss the sloping news that is not pleasant to Satrio's attitude. She is a bad woman and not a faithful wife. Moreover, the cost for DNA tests to be issued is also very large, reaching tens of millions.
Was Zahra the one who told the strange man to look for her in this house? Is there any interest in the evil woman continuing to do so... What Asti believed, because of the power and greatness of Allah SWT, one by one the vile deeds of Zahra had received the appropriate reward. Their household, which was built on the ruins of Asti's heart, now goes with all the difficulties of life both of which continue to come in tubes.
As always the advice of Haji Anissa's mother to Asti. So that he studied sincerely and received all the tests of his life that are so heavy with confidence. It turns out that all the resigned and sincere feeling was reciprocated with the ease of life that Asti got. He was given an abundance of sustenance so that the heritage land of Bude Ayu's late house can be built a comfortable residence and four shophouses to connect life.
Now she was given another mate by marrying a good man. Leon is able to accept Akbar's presence and treat him like his own biological son... The man was also willing to accept with open arms all the Asti family and the people he had worked with for a long time.
Unfortunately, still everyone who mentions Satrio's name, the feeling of heartache is still in Asti's heart. Like opening an old wound. Despite being given an antiseptic and given a bandage, the scar still causes long scratches on his skin.
Sure enough the strange looking man was already sitting on a chair, in the living room of his house... He was received by Sister Ning who was sweeping the front yard...There was even Mother Ani accompanying the arrival of that person. Because it still felt a bit suspicious looking at the appearance of the man. Which is not very common, for others.
For the village people, dressed eccentric as worn by this Father, too raises prejudice less good. Strange and a little tacky! In fact, he seemed to want to show the style of dress of a detective who came from the mainland of England there .
" Muin sir, this is Asti's sister who owns this house!"
" Asti, did you forget the same as me Nduk? I'm Pakde Muin Supangat, still your daughter Mbah's nephew!"
The deg! I can't believe that the man still has a sibling relationship with his family. The man smiled broadly when he saw the Princess bringing him drinks and cakes.
" In the past, the Ayu when stopping to Purwokerto once asked Pakde to continue the search for your mother's family in South Kalimantan.. Pakde has not been able to continue, even hunted to hear that Bude Mu is dead...."
The man asked permission to drink warm sweet tea water in the cup. He seemed more relieved. " We met at Widya's house in Purwokerto... At that time Pakde had a special task... So we have to get back to Jakarta!"
" Who was the woman with Pakde in the car?"
" Oh, my goodness it's your new Bude...!"
The man rushed out the front door of his house. Of course he intended to meet the woman in the car park in front of the shophouse. Though Asti would like to tell, if there is a way closer to the shophouse through the side road in this house. Quickly Sister Ning walked to the back to open the connecting door of the iron.
"'That was really still Asti's sister ?" whispered Ani's mother couldn't believe it.
" I'm not sure either, ma'am? ... But he knew the late Bude Ayu. It's the young name I use for the name of the shop in front and the mini market..."
"O ala's... Yeah, already. After the father asked the name of Madam Asti with the name Nastiti Anjani ... Where am I, ngeh! that's Asti's full name!"
"It's okay, Ms. Ani. Thanks for everything... " Say Asti was moved.
Ani's mother smiled softly." You told me to stay alert while I was still working on the project... If the matter of the mystical fence for security in this house, it's the business of Mr. Ruh who asked for help from the leader of this village.... The matter of vigilance against foreigners is mandatory, Ma'am. Afraid that there are hil-hil impossible." he said kidding.
Asti was still laughing amusedly when Bu Ani came home with the way the woman spoke... Sometimes with current news rumors, artist gossip or something... While Asti sees the arrival of the man with a young woman, perhaps more than half of the age of men who describe themselves as Pakde. Which means he was over his deceased father.