Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapters 227. Meet Mr. Kerto
Mr. Muin invited his wife, Bulek Ratih and Pak Sarno to meet Pak Kerto after getting a call from Mr. Darmaji this afternoon.... Including telling the last situation that was in the man's house. He said there was only Mr. Kerto who lay sick, his second wife, and his daughter-in-law.
Before leaving, Bulek Ratih still had time to include some food packs, fruit purchased by Asti and two banana comb king. All are put in two different crackle bags.
The journey to the next village takes not ten minutes. Moreover, Mr. Muin drove the car casually. They passed through the road that became the border of several villages at the southern end there, after arriving at a crossroad. On the road to the village of Senda Waru, the road is getting wider, flat is also well paved.
It is very different from the alternative road that divides in the bamboo forest, in the village of Sendang Mulyo. The road for years still remains solid and hard gravel.
Though the road is now not only used by residents of Sendang Mulyo only. Some other villagers will also use the road, if you want to travel to the west with a shorter travel time and a closer distance.
The alternative road is also getting crowded... Almost every day, motorcycles are there. There are even rickshaws and bicycles. Sometimes also passed by four-wheeled vehicles.
People choose the alternative road because they aim to go to the market, to the sub-district or to other small cities that are still in the province of Central Java. Without the need to go through the road to another village, such as passing Sendang Waru Village which is almost 4 km more. Not to mention having to go through the provincial road around the village of Sendang Mulyo and its neighbors are surrounded by dense bamboo forests and tight. Although the provincial road is wider and paved smoothly, it still takes longer travel time if you want to go to cities in the western region of the place.
Apparently, the existence of a translucent road that passes through half of the bamboo forest area is much forgotten by local officials. Because for years, the road has never been improved, either in the form of hardening of the road or paved.
The reason is not listed the road as part of the local government, so there is no budget to fix it. Moreover, the road was made on his own initiative of the late Pak Harjo Winangun. It seems that the situation is like opening the eyes and views of the community, that Grandpa Asti always dedicates his energy and mind to the benefit of the crowd. Because the road remains intact as it was opened for the first time almost 30 years. The road that uses the stone foundation Padas, overwritten by a fine layer on it. The road remains flat, not perforated just a little dusty in the dry season...
The arrival of the Lek No family and Mr. Muin's entourage was awaited by the host. Especially Mbah Imah. The old woman looked moved when she met his wife Lek No. For more than a year they had not met. Last ... at Asti's wedding to the businessman, in his big, nice house near the intersection
Bulek Ratih's face looked increasingly radiant with his body getting denser and a smile sumringah. " Healthy Mbah Imah!" said the woman was moved.
How Mbah Imah heard, if the eldest son of Ratih, namely Joko already has a tent stall business that is quite famous throughout the sub-district and the city next door. Ninuk was still in college in another small town. While Asti has a nice house, terraced. It also has 4 shophouses, and one shophouse is its mini market.
" Monggo, mongo!" The old lady was friendly. The four guests kissed Mbah Imah's hand with reverence. In terms of numbers, this woman is older than Mr. Harjo Winangun, so almost 80 years old. Still fresh, healthy and happy.
Bu Ika Sawitri hugged Bulek Ratih and Bude Mayang full of longing. Since Bude Ayu died, Bulek Ratih also began to reduce its activities in the organization of PKK activities in the village little by little ... The woman consciously understood that she had to take over the household affairs of both houses of the Winangun family. Also helped her husband take care and cultivate the heritage rice fields that are quite extensive.
Soon Lek No, Mbah Imah, Pak Darmaji and Pak Muin walked to Pak Kerto's house... While Bulek Ratih, Bu Ika and Bude Mayang have other talking materials. Especially relating to all the actions of Pak Kushari and Pak Kerto for various facts and events that are distorted for their personal interests.
" It is true that Mbah Imah's story, Jeng Ika?" bude Mayang asked uncertainly. Last night they were at the Joglo house chatting in the living room with Bulek Ratih's cousins and their husbands..Accompanied by a pot of coffee tubruk typical of this area, boiled king bananas and cassava are obtained into mento.
" My mother-in-law, she was already old. But still very sharp memory... Of course, only to him, Mr. Kerto wants to tell the dark secret ... Maybe Mr. Kerto is very desperate and thinks the death is near. While he still harbors his most heinous sins and deeds. Awareness has been gained since he had his first stroke. His left leg was paralyzed, speaking also indistinctly because his lips were tilted next to his. After treatment, and therapy. Gradually his health began to improve. But two months he had a second stroke, and the consequences were even worse. Both of his legs were paralyzed, his left hand was hard to move !" Answer Miss Kades
" Surely he's still alive today, right? Who can control fortune, death, and a soul mate. Except God ?" Bulek Ratih sage.
Since a few months ago, the matter of Pak Kerto's stroke became the talk of the fathers of the residents in other villages... The Juwono family is exhausted now!
The wealth and prosperity of the Juwono family was once obtained from squeezing the sweat of others. Because it pays its workers very low. There are also tears, blood, and suffering experienced by his business partners, as well as his business opponents. Because the two Juwono are always cheating when it comes to business. Until his business partner broke his business.
There was even a businessman from another area until it was made crazy! Because of losses up to billions of rupiah. So he had to lose his property and his family divorced, as a result of being tricked Pak Kushari on the tender for the construction of a bridge in the outskirts of Solo. Not to mention the various other efforts made by the two brothers to enrich themselves by justifying all means.
Now all have reciprocated with their property and wealth that directly ludes not left. Instead, change with the difficulties of life that they have experienced for almost years.
Without a steady job and very minimal skills, the Juwono family's children have difficulty meeting the needs of their respective families. There was no money to buy rice, side dishes or pay her children's school fees.
Of the dozens of hectares of rice fields that were once controlled by Pak Kushari and Pak Kerto, some have been sold to others. The rest goes back to the original owner ... Like the rice fields of the Winangun family, which almost claimed to belong to Pak Kerto. Large houses with stores as well as warehouses that are storage of furniture items from teak wood have long been closed and bankrupt.
The situation there is somewhat different at Asti's house... The kids take a nap after eating. The princess was resting in her room upstairs. Asti was reading the report given by Madam Dewi when the woman took her lunch break.
Suddenly we heard footsteps from the side door... Asti surprised. He did hear a greeting from the side door. But did not have time to pay attention to who the person who came to his house this afternoon. Because in the kitchen there is always Ma'am Ning or Bu Jum.
" Daddy?" Asti was shocked. When looking at the figure of the man who opened the door of his room slowly.
Leon immediately grabbed Asti and hugged her longingly. For a moment Asti's heart flowered because it felt happy. Inhaled the body odor of a man who almost a week was sorely missed. But the distance that separated them felt very far away. Even Asti spilled the longing was accompanied by an uninterrupted prayer that Asti always said. So that her husband is given ease and smoothness in all his affairs and can return home safely.
" Mas... the business in Madiun has been settled, huh? " ask Asti confused.
" Not yet, dear?" whispered Leon. After the man kissed the cheeks, forehead and lips of the beautiful woman.
Unknowingly, Asti stroked the man's cheek... The man's face was more tapered than ever since they parted in Semarang that time ... But Asti loved the man very much... Since giving birth to Qani, the man's affection has become more abundant for himself and Akbar.
" How are the kids?"
" They often ask, Mom! Never have they been left so far." he said upset.
" Well, next time, you should come, yeah! Even if you only stay in a hotel or at a place of lodging. I can't do it like this ... Keep thinking of the children as well.. his mother children.." Leon suddenly melow.
" Want to prepare lunch?" asti whispers are soothing.
"'We had lunch on the roadside ... The team of lawyers must return to Semarang to prepare all kinds of letters and other purposes."
Asti prepared a change of clothes for her husband. Maybe the kids miss their dad too. One by one they woke up from a short nap. Especially Qani. The little baby was silent... She was crying because she thought she was left alone in this room. But his eyes looked confused at the figure of his father who was full of longing.
" Had you come home, Mom?" akbar asked when he woke up. Asti was putting some clothes that had been ironed by Bu Jum into the rack of the wooden closet.
" It's!"
Akbar's face looked very pleased. The boy immediately woke up. He immediately walked to the next room after being signaled by his mother.
Now they rolled around and hugged on the bed. Leon is still busy tickling Qani and Akbar. The father and son were still talking on the bed.
Asti left them to take a look at the cuisine that Madam Ning was going to prepare this afternoon. Asti made coffee for her husband. The man did not rest because he was still gathered with his children in the master bedroom.