Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapters 226. The Fire that Doesn't Exit

The next morning, Mr. Darmaji Hendardi sent his wife to come to their neighbor's house, just to see the situation of Mr. Kerto. The woman was carrying a bag of crackle food in the form of cakes and rice packs.

Of course, the members of the Kerto Juwono family did not dare to refuse the arrival of the wife of the kades who lived right in front of their house. All this time the woman was always trying to help the family. Including trying to treat Pak Kerto who suffered a stroke the second time in one year.

The woman's tears trickled to see the situation of Mr. Kerto who was now lying helplessly on a cot in a room not far from the kitchen. The man's face grew thinner and paler. Perhaps if it were not covered by his clothes, his once large and muscular tall body had turned out to be extremely thin, just like a mere boneship.

The condition of the room was far from decent because the atmosphere was dark and gloomy. The only window in the room made of wooden slats only shows the view of the garden behind the house filled with large trees. Without the glare of the morning sun shining bright and warm.

Apparently the son had moved his sick father to the very back room of this mansion. Whereas usually, Pakde Kerto occupies the main bedroom located at the front, side by side with the living room.

A bedroom that is laid out is very luxurious, because it is filled with various expensive furniture from real teak wood carved with brown paint and gold gradations in each form of carving. A work that shows the success of Pak Kerto as a landlord who has dozens of hectares of rice fields and various fruit gardens in various villages in this region.

Surely the words of the people out there... The evil deeds of her and her sister during her youth and fullness and success were destroyed. They get rewarded with the severe pain they experience. Even his brother, Mr. Kushari first died of a heart attack almost 8 years. After getting the bank forest bill amounted to billions of rupiah. Because the business of renting development tools is bankrupt. Plus eating heart, because disappointed with the bad habits of his children who since adolescence began to commit acts that violate religion is also criminal.

They always undermined his father with all the demands of the division of inheritance in the form of rice fields and houses, asking for money large enough for capital. Which sometimes ends up unceremonious. Not to mention the delinquency of children who are teenagers who have greatly disturbed the community in the village. From drunkenness every night of the week, to the theft of property belonging to his neighbors. Said another teenager, the stolen money is usually used by Mr. Kushari's children to buy drugs!

It turns out that the situation of Pakde Kerto was almost the same. The more seriously ill he was, the more his children did not care about his father's condition. There was no intention of taking his father to the hospital in the city.

" Pakde's? How's he doing?" ask Mr. Darmaji's wife is friendly.

" Mrs Kades?" ask Pak Kerto lirih. The man could not get out of his sleep without the help of others to support his frail shoulders

" Not to get up, sirde! It's nothing - what... I just want to ask. Did you get a visit from Doctor Vivi?"

" It's Miss Kades, last week." said the man quietly, almost inaudibly.

" Sir, here I bring breakfast! Mba Maha who prepared!"

" Thank you!" lirih.

The woman placed the bag on the table near the bed. He's trying to find Musdalifah's mother, his wife. The woman who had been painfully taking care of her pain.

Ika Sawitri's mother and her husband who took the initiative to bring in doctors from the health center to check on the man's condition once a week. After his children no one intended to bring him to the puskesmas. Even though it has received free treatment, on the initiative of the citizens, which is taken from public health funds. Although half the residents do not like the lunge of Pak Kerto and his brother who have long controlled the economy of their village. But the villagers of Sendang Waru, do this on the basis of humanity alone.

There is no way they are silent and stupid! Meanwhile, the neighbor in front of the house experienced severe pain and needed the help of others.

" Did Mr. Kerto go to Puskesmas yesterday, Ms. Mus? " ask the woman who is still ayu at the age of more than 50 years was attentive, to Pakde Kerto's young wife.

" Ah, Miss Kades doesn't know Tarjo! He forbade us to leave the house... Where would he bother - bother bringing his father to treatment ... His son and wife have eaten or not yet, he doesn't care!"

" Mommy, just go home! If only one or two plates of rice with potluck in the house there is! Poor Mr. Kerto! Although sick he also needs to be fed every day .." whispered Ika mother more and more tenacious.

The woman, called Ms Mus, blushed between shame and the current state of the family after she bore the title of Pak Kerto's second wife. Or young bini! Also the existence of their children who are adults but still live in this house without trying to live independently.

This large house is inhabited by three families at once. Namely the eldest son of Pak Kerto, Tarjo who lives in the front two rooms with his wife and two daughters.

In the other room, there was his second child who had also married a young girl from another village. She is also married and has a son who has attended elementary school. Even his wife was returned to the parents' house, with her son. Without divorce decision.

While the youngest child has gone to another city, without a clear job because education was inadequate. Joko once saw Aryo Juwono busking in a roadside restaurant on the border between Solo and Klaten.

Banowati's mother was very angry with her husband's intention to marry again. They already have three grown children.

Especially after he found out, if the woman who will be his honeymoon is his own housekeeper. The young woman was Musdalifah who was not even 20 years old at the time, which still deserves to be called ABG...

Only the girl was young, beautiful and looked naive. Maybe the young girl was fascinated by the comfort of life offered by Pak Kerto Juwono. He also did not refuse to be betrothed by the man, who is estimated to be the age of maybe the same as his father who lives in a more remote village again.

After the great quarrel that occurred between Mr. Kerto and his wife, the man was increasingly cruel. He divorced his wife and kicked her out of the house. Until the man forbade Ms. Banowati to bring her children, nor was he given any gono-gini treasures.

The marriage of Pak Kerto and Musdalifah made the biggest news to all other villages. Although the reception is not fancy ... But many of the mothers denounced Musdalifah's veiled intentions glared at the luxury and abundance of possessions the man possessed. But willing to ruin the happiness of the household of others.

The happiness felt by Mother Musdalifah also did not last long. As the children grew older they began to resist the stepmother and rebelled against her father. Now, the position of Mother Musdalifah returned to normal, made like a maid in her own home. Also have to take care of the house and Mr. Kerto who is seriously ill.

It seems that Musdalifah only felt the glory was not until 5 years, after being married to Mr. Kerto... But for years he and his family began to get blasphemy, hatred and resistance from people who felt that Mr. Kerto was arbitrarily treated. His efforts also began to slow down... He started selling his assets ..Starting from the warehouse where the produce is stored, grocery stores, cars, to homes and land in other villages.

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The woman began to feed her husband the breakfast Ms. Kades gave her, straight from the wrapper... The kitchen next to the room had not lit the fire for a long time, because it looked dusty....

Tarjo's wife Sukinah worked every day as a waitress at a provincial roadside diner just to support herself and her two daughters ... Danang's wife did not work, because she was pregnant. The work of Tarjo and Danang is also unclear. Sometimes join odd jobs in people who need their energy for various purposes. But more often they are always at home . It can even take days without any income.

" I'm saying goodbye, Miss Mus!" Ika's permission while leaving the room at the end of this big house. In the living room, Danang's wife was sitting on a rickety bench. But he doesn't care about Miss Kades' presence. Not even get ... The woman understood the attitude of the residents in this big house that was far from being polite and respectful to others.

The big house has also lost a lot of its contents of luxury goods. From antique display cabinets, a set of luxury guest chairs to even a variety of expensive electronics. So the mansion now seemed empty and gloomy.

Even the woman who was often called Bu Kades was becoming more and more concerned looking at the young woman. Because the marriage of the woman with Danang is only recorded religiously. Of course they will get a lot of trouble if the baby is born to get a birth certificate of his child later. Because they do not have an official marriage book issued from the local KUA service.

The woman walked through a very dirty yard with garbage, junk and weeds that grew tall and irregular. But he saw no Tarjo or Danang in the house.

" How, Mom?" ask the kades sir. After seeing his wife come home.

" It's getting worse, sir.. The Pain of Pakde Kerto.. His son looks stupid!"

" So they're all home?"

" Now there is none! Yesterday it was possible that Tarjo went into hiding out of fear for his viral video when he threw a stone at the glass window of Asti's house. It's thought the house is as good as it's not installed like CCTV!" mangkel.

The man smiled... They are in close contact with Lek No's family. Back when his father was still alive, always given many work projects by Pak Harjo Winangun who was still a cousin with his father. So that the life of the Hendardi family was quite well established. Even Bude Ayu dared to spend a lot of money when he ran for the election of the Pilkades in his village almost 4 years ago.

" The father will call Mr. Sarno and Mr. Muin if the two sneaks are at home! Tarjo should have taken the house off, Mom! The price is also good. So they can buy a smaller but decent house instead of living in a big house but more clean our cow pen!" mr. Darmaji said he was increasingly disappointed. " There is even money left for Tarjo and Danang to open a business! That is if they have the intention to improve their lives. Don't kayak now, lazy work wants to live happily continue ..."

Ms. Ika Sawitri prepared coffee for her husband. " I always remember the words of Mr. Harjo Winangun when he was there and often came here, yes. Sir! So that our children are given the foundation and knowledge of religion from childhood. Given adequate formal education as a provision for their lives later. After all if given a myriad of money, but can not be used by his children who become redundant as well..."

The two of them stared at the Juwono family's house... A large one-story house building with a wide garden back there. But the house seems very suitable as a place to shoot horror films or haunted films. It's so unorganized that the house..

Until Mr. Darmaji made many street lamps in front of the house that illuminate at night. To keep residents passing through the big house comfortably and safely. Do not be afraid to meet astral beings such as genderowo or pocong who like to be in a dirty, dark and quiet house.