Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 241. Behind the Holiday Plan 1
The evening atmosphere in front of the resort felt very different. In front of them there is a view of steep greenish hills with valleys - valleys featuring dark trees below.
Across the resort courtyard which is bounded by a wide highway is a very fertile rice field and very large area. Uniquely, the location of rice fields in patches follows the high and low slope of the land in the form of hills. So that the rice fields are terraced - level or often called terraced rice fields.
A scene that is quite different when compared to the rice fields in their village. Persawahan in the village of Sendang Mulyo, located in a flat lowland and far from the flow of large rivers. So it used to be called rain-fed rice fields, or on it is called Gogo Ragapan rice. No wonder, if their rice fields can only be planted with rice only once a year, when the rainy season comes.
"Come, Sir, Mas!" invite Sister Ning who has prepared all the dishes for dinner together.
Some of their orders, on the kitchen of the hotel have been delivered by the hotel waiters. But the rice cooked in magic com is just an addition. Likewise, some side dishes that can be stored longer also become part of the dinner dish as well.
" Nah, this...What I miss about cooking, Sister Ning! " clamation Joko eating a piece of Javanese meat rendang. That is meat cooked with rendang seasoning but by reducing the variety of spices, especially chili so as not too spicy. Also cooked is not too dry, because there is still a little leftover of the spice in thick coconut milk.
During this week, Joko, Pak Cakra only ate dinner at the resort where they usually fried rice or cooked food not too long. Because in front of the village, where they work while, to record land ownership data, there is a stall that sells a variety of foods and breakfast typical of the area. Some sell mixed tofu, Sego pecel and soto, even chicken porridge.
In the afternoon, they can walk to a hawker center in the district square which is quite crowded place. Except at night, the place became quiet and dark. Because the area is on the outskirts of the city that most of the population lives from farming. There are rarely young people there.
They all miss home cooking. Moreover, Tek-tek noodle snacks and fried rice that became a menu of sales at the tent stalls. " Come on, the others. Who wants to eat?" haggara Leon .
Lek No and the drivers ended up eating with fewer portions. Because, the air of this area is cooler, making them feel hungry as well.
The rest of the day that night they spent chatting on the second floor balcony. Especially for the men who were very much enjoying the slightly cold air. There are those who drink coffee, smoke or idle looking for TV broadcasts provided at the resort by using a parabolic antenna.
While Ms. Ning and Ms. Jum watch TV in the basement. While Asti was asleep, after putting Qani to bed next to him. They asked for an extra bed to sleep Akbar, in the master bedroom.
In the morning, Bulek Ratih and Lek No walk around the resort which is overgrown with trees - large trees and ornamental plants in front of the terrace of each resort. Various green plants were planted on the edge of the wall which became a guardrail between the lodging area and the highway in front of it. After sunrise, at the end of the hill there. The light shone on the entire nature around him. The natural scenery there becomes more real, with all the colorful beauty.
They wandered out of the courtyard of the inn area, towards the village at the end of the road. The location of the inn also borders the fruit orchards owned by local residents.
Occasionally Lek No stops near the rice field ripters while breathing the cold morning air. Unknowingly the man grabbed his jacket. The movement was followed by Akbar. Everyone was laughing. Including Ninuk who secretly opened the camera and began to video the activities of the grandfather who was imitated by his grandson.
" Is the air fresh in the morning?" ask the man.
Akbar smiled..." Cold, Mbah!" said while showing his slightly trembling teeth .
" Akbar wet the bed, didn't he ?"
" No, kok! But time to use pampers with mom!"
Bulek Ratih who followed the conversation became amused. Although it is rarely wetting, but the cold air here will make children as small as Akbar can often go to the bathroom, aka pee. Moreover, he had to wake up in the middle of the night, without pampers would be very troublesome Asti or Leon.
From a distance, the farmers began to work in the fields. They are removing various weeds or wild plants that will interfere with the growth of rice. The activities of the streets also ended with the scorching sunlight, the sign of the day is getting noon.
Later in the afternoon they plan to visit the home of one of Winangun's relatives in Madiun city, Pak Sampurno Hardiman Winangun full name. The man is still the son of the cousin of Pak Harjo Winangun.
Joko said, his position is quite high in the local government. So because of the help of men, the process of negotiating the purchase of land owned by the community in Sumber Sari village became easier to implement. Moreover, the name of Mr. Sampurno Winangun is highly respected by the administrators in the regional environment there. Because he was always diligent in providing assistance to the community in several villages there.
Asti and the others were sitting around casually in some of the saungs that were deliberately set up on the outskirts of the pool area for visitors. In addition there is cooler, with a lot of shade trees and some neatly arranged parks.
" This is a real holiday!" ninuk said after taking off his fatigue. Although the pool was not very large and deep, it was enough to wet itself by helping Akbar learn to swim.
Qani was already cold as he carried Leon out of the pool. The baby has since refused to stop her swimming. Now Asti wrapped the baby in a large towel. Ms. Jum had rinsed Qani's body earlier in the bathroom rinse with a shower, next to the dressing room.
One of the officers offered them a new tour not too far from the inn. This place is in a large river, which most of its water flow is also used as irrigation to irrigate short rice fields.
The man spread a brochure with several photos showing amusement rides there. In the brochure is offered a variety of activities carried out near a large river. But Ninuk refused the offer, because he knew that the adventure tour was not suitable for his family vacation this time.
Understandably almost all members of this street troupe are old. Except for Ninuk and the Princess. Moreover, the activity also requires its own courage. Such as playing rafting Arum, flying fox and other adrenaline-pumping activities.
Departure to the city of Madiun only takes less than 1 hour drive from the inn. Previously, they stopped by a few shops to buy souvenirs.
Bulek Ratih buys a few kilos of fruit, such as oranges, apples and bananas. Leo bought a cake that is a best seller product in a bakery store that is quite famous and most visited by buyers in the city.
The residence of Mr. Sampurno Winangun is located in a beautiful neighborhood, in the center of Madiun . It seems that in that region officials, community leaders and religious leaders reside.
Residential for upper class people who are successful in work and have high income. Because the gate to enter the housing is heavily guarded by several security officers. They are on standby for almost 24 hours.
"We want to go to the house of Mr. Sampurno Winangun, we are his relatives from Central Java!" Report Mr. Sugeng to the head of security there.
Of course the officer has received a call from Mr. Sampurno. The proof is that they are allowed to enter, without leaving a ID card at the guard post there
The Elf drove past two blocks of the elite housing to reach its intended address, block C A 14. From some of the large and luxurious multi-storey buildings, they stopped at the iron fence of the dark place.
Leon went down first to ring the bell on the tall, tightly sealed fence.
" Sir Leon, huh?" reprimand a father in front of the guard door, after opening a fence whose door is smaller.
" right. My family and I would like to visit Mr. Sampurno. Is he home?"
" There, Sir. Come!" the officer said it was friendly.
Very quickly the man pushed the gate that was almost 3 meters long using a wheeled door. When the Elf car entered the front yard of the house. Seen from the front porch of the house, Mr. Sampurno and his wife have welcomed their arrival.
" Asalamualaikum! " Sapa Lek No , who went down first. The man not only got an answer, from that greeting. But he was hugged by the man very tightly.
Asti who had been lined up waited for a moment, while staring at the man. It turns out that they had come to his house in the village of Sendang Mulyo, on the day of his wedding with Satrio Wibowo. Even at that time, he was still accompanied by Bude Ayu.
It turns out time has passed... Until Asti realized that he had also been hugged by the man who was still an om, or his deceased father's sister. Although living far apart, it used to be these two parents of Sampurno who most often visited Sendang Mulyo Village, when Mbah Harjo Winangun was still fit and healthy.