Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 233. The Loss That Exists

In front of the terrace of Joglo Bu Jum house, Mbak Mar and Mbak Asni are still fun to chat while momong Qani. They were surprised by the entry of the Inova car into the yard at high speed.

Especially when Leon came down from the front door in a hurry. He opened the middle door and saw the state that his wife had fainted. Without saying a word, his wife's body was carried bridal style and brought into the house Joglo. Bulek Ratih quickly caught up with them behind him. He brought his nephew's handbag.

Another case with Lek No which immediately covers the side door of the car, as well as other doors. Because all down in a state of hurry and panic. Moreover, Leon's face was very anxious when his wife did not respond to the call of Bulek Ratih since they left the yard of Pakde Kerto's house.

The man quickly took a journey that was not up to 15 minutes, to quickly get home. Even when parking the car carelessly. Lek No is now closing the Inova door one by one. Also had time to scoop personal items belonging to Leon who left it just like that on the dashboard of the car... There's a hape, glasses and a wallet. The man knew that the item was bought at a fairly expensive price.

Bulek Ratih immediately ran into his room. He was looking for eucalyptus oil or any oil to make Asti aware of the stings. " Come on Asni, Mar! Help me!" bulek Ratih said back into Asti's room, followed by his two cousins.

Soon Ma'am Mar closed the bedroom window curtains. Aided by his two cousins, Bulek Ratih opened the veil, snail and dress that Asti wore.

Bu Jum immediately took Qani out of the house. Being aware of his employer's condition is not good - it's fine. I was also afraid that the baby would cry to see his mother. Once also Bu Jum saw the pale face of Asti in the sling of Mr. Leon.

They worked quickly to spread the eucalyptus oil to Asti's stomach, neck and shoulders that felt cold. Now the limp body of Asti, just stay dressed in it, covered with a thin blanket of rayon-striped material - black lines. Until Asti squirmed for a moment, feeling his body sweaty and wet.

" Bulek ?" Call Asti lirih.

The light of the room lamp is too glare. Because they closed all the windows and curtains while doing first aid earlier. Asti's body was ice cold.

"'Alhamdulillah.... Are you awake, Asti? "

Bulek's smiling face was relieved to look at Asti who was already humanized. A cup of warm sweet tea is immediately extended to Asti's mouth. Assisted Asti sat down, so that the drink can be drunk little by little to give him a little energy.

" Are you okay?" ask the woman softly. While putting the tea cup on a small cupboard beside the bed in the form of a cot with a mattress from kapok derived from the fruit of the fruit.

" If anyone is sick...Son Leon who will call Doctor Mursito Dahlan who opened the practice near the shophouse counter hape Mas Raihan!"

" I'm fine, Bulek ...Just my head is a little heavy!" lamented Asti.

The woman began to massage Asti's forehead, with those extremely strong and skillful fingers. Bulek Ratih has been too memorized by the habits of his foster children, since Asti began his teens

If Asti is a lot of thoughts or a lot of schoolwork that piles up, he can all day room to complete the task. So often forget dinner and go to sleep... Especially if the task can only be completed by midnight.

A few days later, Asti began to feel unwell. Usually the Javanese call it a cold. Sometimes his ulcer disorder also often relapses as well. ... Especially if his blood pressure becomes very low, Asti never fell unconscious at school.

When Asti grew up in adolescence, Mbah Harjo Winangun was a sturdy fortress that always protected him so Asti learned many things from his grandfather. Starting from the basic knowledge of Islam, to carry out the teachings in his daily life. Mbah Harjo also teaches the basic knowledge of managing their rice fields and fields . For they can pay the wages of the laborers who will work the fields.

Since Bude Ayu returned to the Joglo house, his nephew began to become a new target of various rumors or rumors that circulated in the community.

Asti itself is not a person who is easily open with others. He was a bit restrained in his association with his peers. His close friend was only a little. Asti is always friendly and polite to others. But his best friends are only people he knows well and sincerely.

For Asti he prefers to be alone but comfortable. Than many people who claim to be friends or friends, but often talk about his ugliness behind him. Especially since there are rumors that she is an unlucky girl or curse-bearer girl who destroyed the Winangun family dynasty.

Asti's life was also quite heavy since he was born, because without the presence of a father. Not to mention the passing of his mother by some circumstance. Which until now has not been known the fate, has died or is still alive?

Even the Princess, who nurtured her granddaughter, was increasingly vulnerable. His son-in-law has been returning to his village for months, never sending word. Though he left a baby, who still needs breast milk and the affection of his mother. Until Princess Sri Sumiarsih got sick. He died when Asti was only 6 months old.

During her childhood, she gained affection from her grandfather, Bude Ayu and Lek No's family. Bulek Ratih is like a mother figure to him. His love did not fade, even though they had their own children. Joko, who is a year younger than him. Ninuk was born 5 years later... They are like brothers because they grew up together.

It seemed that Asti had also heard those rumors as well . The grapevine about her as a pesky carrier or a curse-bearer girl. Rumors are getting more and more since the grandfather died, at the beginning of Asti sitting in the 9th grade Junior High.

The rumors became a common conversation among the girls at the school. Moreover, Asti grew up to be a very beautiful teenage girl, smart and accomplished athletes in her school. Many other students are very envious of Asti with all its advantages.

If a believer and a religious person certainly understands the "Law of the Sow" or his servant who says, who plants the wind will meet the storm. It seems that storm is now destroying the Kushari and Kertosono Juwono families, along with their children.

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Aided by Ma'am Asni, Asti dressed again because her body was still weak. While outside the room, Bulek Ratih began to convey the state of Asti who began to awaken to Leon and her husband.

From a distance there was the sound of four-wheeled vehicles entering the front yard of the house. It indicates that they have a guest. Mr. Muin's Fortuner car immediately entered the yard and parked on the side of Asti's car. Behind him there is also a black Nmax motor belonging to the next village Kades sir, Pak Darmaji Hendardi. The man was still closely related to Asti's parents. Descending from the big-bodied motorbike that began to trend and loved by the people in the countryside, Bulek Ika Pak kades's wife.

Hurriedly - the woman rushed in after greeting Lek No and the people sitting in the living room.

" Asti?" call Bule Ika immediately into Asti's room next to the main room. The woman immediately hugged Asti's body trying to get out of her bed.

Mbak Asni and Mbak Mar came out of that room. Because they also saw the neighbors began to come to this house.

" Have you called Doctor Mursito?" ask the woman to Bulek Ratih.

" Already, Yu. Hopefully he will come quickly!" bulek Ratih.

Leon also entered after seeing his wife was awake and guarded by two middle-aged women who looked very fond of him. " Rechecked the same doctor here, huh? If there are other complaints, then we will go to Mitra Sejati hospital only!" the man's pinta is soft. Asti smiled. With a friendly kiss his wife's forehead. Until the two women in the room became misbehaving themselves.

Leon's coming out to see them. Pakde Muin looked agitated. He walked back and forth in front of the terrace. His wife had already entered the kitchen when looking in the living room and this family room was all filled with men.

At the dinner table Mbak Mar has poured hot water from the kettle on beautiful cups that are white with sunflower motifs that match with wide leaves. While Kang Slamet began to take large trays of wood that could carry five or six cups of coffee at once to be taken to the living room.

" Let me take it, Ma'am!" pinta Bude Mayang's. Immediately he brought the tray towards the vestibule.

Ma'am Asni began arranging the dishes while taking out a few packs of food from the refrigerator. There are peyek nuts, tengginang and some snacks market that this morning bought by Mr. Muin and his wife on the morning road to the sub-district market, along with Bulek Ratih and Mbak Mar.

There came an old man in a white suit who was driven by a motorcycle by Kang Kasmat. For Bulek Ratih's brother, it is better for him to immediately pick up Mursito's doctor from his practice in his clinic. Instead of being called, because he likes to postpone first, with his patients quite a lot during the day. While this is a very emergency. The doctor's job was transferred to some of his men.

" Let's get a doctor, please come in!" Take Lek No politely.

" Mr Asti? What is it feeling?" asked the middle-aged man kindly. Soon he opened the special bag that contained some of his work tools.

" Dizziness, Doctor Sir!" asti.

" He passed out a long time ago, Doc!" the Bulek Ratih.

It was Doctor Mursito who examined the condition of Asti before and after marriage to Satrio Wibowo. She fell ill several times because she was pregnant young, and always escorted Joko or Lek No to her clinic which is open from day to night.

" Abah Asti's blood pressure is very low! " the doctor said after finishing removing the digital meter tension device on Asti's right arm.

" Please take care of the food, ma'am! Keep away from stress... All those tough issues must have a way out....Asti must be able to live more calmly, yes!" The middle-aged man's advice was long in width.

" Okay, Doctor Sir!"

The man wrote down a prescription that would be redeemable at the pharmacy in his clinic. The paper was given to Leon who immediately slipped the money into the man's hands.

" Thank you Doctor!" Said Leon slowly. After the man tidied up his equipment. He took the man out of the room to the front door. Kang Kasmat is ready to take him on his matic motorbike to return to the clinic.

The location of the clinic is next to the provincial road. Precisely at the gate in the entrance to the village of Sendang Mulyo, which is an alternative path through the bamboo forest. Although only in the form of a road without smooth asphalt, in fact many other villagers are more remote again, many pass through the road. So the road is always crowded by vehicles passing through it.