Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 246. The presence of Pak Sampurno in Sumber Sari village.
Echoes of Azan Dhuhur's voice rang out from a distance. All activities in the village, as well as land payments taking part in other rooms in the village were temporarily halted. Everyone, will rest for lunch and pray Dhuhur congregation.
It turned out that the mosque that was preaching the prayer, was located quite far from the village office. It's almost 2 kilometers from here. The location of the mosque is precisely in front of the local sub-district office, which also occupies a nice two-story building with a spacious courtyard, clean and beautiful.
Leon took Mr. Lurah and some of the highest staff in the office by car to the mosque. While some other male workers from the village, followed by using a motorcycle. Each of them sat together.
There is a busyness in itself, when mothers who are members of the PKK organization in the village began to prepare lunch. They cook in a public kitchen located in the old building of the village. Before it was renovated as it is today, and transformed into a nice and modern building.
The PKK mothers prepare the dishes for lunch this time with more portions. For they have not only prepared the food for the people who work in this village. But some security officers, consisting of officers from the local police, PP satpol to the youth ranks of certain groups, to keep the land payment activities to be safe and orderly.
Everyone involved in this great activity. Up for the next three days . Counting the number to almost 50 people. An activity that is almost similar to other activities, such as the celebration of Indonesian independence day or the anniversary of the birthday of Sumber Sari Village, which is always celebrated in a big way.
" Mom, Yuk, let's get lunch outside!" whispered Ninuk. A little uncomfortable Mother's activities. They are uninvited guests, so it is not polite to have lunch together here. Fear of burdensome as well, because their entourage also consists of many people, almost ten people. Although Ninuk knew, Leon was the main character of the activity.
Maybe Ninuk also saw a woman from the village staff who was not kind to Asti. They were clearly placed in a separate room. Not mingle in the front yard, with residents who queue their turn to get their land or land payments.
The group immediately came out from the terrace beside the village building, led by Ninuk. Lek No and Bulek Ratih agree with Ninuk's proposal. They are actually still quite full after enjoying the cakes and eating meatballs that Asti had bought.
Moreover, seeing the reports of PKK mothers had to work hard to prepare enough food for everyone. Although Leon's family did not know, that the man who financed the lunch together with money from his pocket personally. Because Leon feels a lot of help and ease in this business.
" Sugeng, let's find the mosque first! Later we will go to the city of Madiun just to find food and a place to just walk thin!" lek No said in style like a big boss.
" Beres, Mr. Boss!" Said Mr. Sugeng a little respect, after hearing Lek No's speech
" Ngaco, you! No need to be neko-neko. Call me boss! Bus yes!"
" Less long, if you want to call it a bus, sir! There should be 30 benches in it!" sahut Mas Aji's.
Laughter they're breaking. It turns out that Mr. Sugeng and Lek No have been friends for a long time. During this time, if Lek No needed a wide range of freight fleets, the man prepared it. Starting from open tub cars to trucks used by Lek No to transport rice crops in their rice fields.
The Elf car, immediately entered the courtyard of the village mosque which was quite majestic as well. The car was parked next to Leo's Pajero. Because Asti had memorized the car using the Semarang area police number. Akbar and Qani waited not far from the car parked with Princess and Sister Ning. Incidentally they are also being prevented, so they do not pray with Asti, Ninuk and Bulek Ratih, as well as Bu Jum in the mosque.
In the corner of the courtyard of the mosque they sat on a concrete staircase that only had two or three steps. Even though it looks safe, Sister Ning and Princess will watch over her employer's two children closely.
Before long the group of worshipers of Dhuhur prayer has completed its prayer. One by one they came out of the mosque. Akbar yells to his father, when he sees Leon there is him among them.
" Dad, this is Akbar with Dedek!" call him.
Mr. Cakra immediately turned his head. Because Leon is still busy chatting with Mr. Lurah Acmad Sudiro. He is the most respected person in the region besides Mr. Camat.
The impatient Akbar immediately ran towards Leon. The man laughed when getting Akbar was hugging both his legs tightly.
" Where's mom, brother?" whispered Leon while lifting Akbar's body to carry him. Qani also poked his hands together to ask to be carried. This time the baby girl relented, because the one carrying her was Pak Cakra.
" Are these kids, Mr Leon?" ask me, lurah is friendly.
" Yes, Sir!" He asked Akbar and Qani to greet Mr. Lurah and his important staff.
" Good, Mr. Leon. Let's go first!"
Finally Joko and Typhoon who took over Leon's car to drive Pak Lurah along with the deputy and two staff returned to the village office.
From the outer door of the mosque, Lek No was seen coming out of the mosque in a hurry. He put the wine back in his pocket.
" From, Asti! We better get back to the village. For you have come with his wife there!"
Asti immediately leads Akbar into the car. Leon asked the whereabouts of Mr. Sampurno, it turns out also just came.
The staff and officers were waiting for the PKK mothers to prepare for lunch together. But some of the average population has returned home. They prefer to stand in line tomorrow. Though working hours in the village until 16:00. But the residents there knew very well the performance of the staff in the sub-district office, which would be very slow to serve their requests.
Inside the work room of Mr. Lurah, which doubles the space for his special guests, there is a voice of conversation that is quite crowded. This is the East Java speaking style that is different from the way people speak from the Central Java region.
They spoke in a somewhat loud voice and slightly exploded - a burst. Even if his speech is a joke or joke.
Now there is a lot of strangeness again, which they feel, after Asti's entourage returned to the village office. Earlier, the Elf car driven by Mr. Sugeng was instead guided by a village staff to park in the front yard of the village. Not in a dusty, hot back yard.
Especially after they saw Leon get down from the car while riding Qani. The ART and driver chose to sit in the front yard of the village with Ninuk. Because the atmosphere there is more shady with many large trees growing there. While Asti and Akbar followed Leon into the workspace, Mr. Lurah Sumber Sari, Mr. Acmad Sudiro.
There was seen Mbak Wati, a local staff assisted Bu Lurah put some sweet tea cups and dishes containing cakes on the glass table
They also saw the arrival of Leon and his entourage, in addition to Lek No and Bulek Ratih there was also Asti and Akbar.
" Asti, here! This is Mr. Lurah. Nastiti Anjani is my niece, also the wife of Leon Narendra Murti!" Mr. Sampurno said proudly.
Asti looked down at his face. Covered his hands as greeting. Asti has long not done shaking hands with other men who are not his muhrim. But Asti likes to be unpleasant, if he must refuse to shake hands with a man who is very old or old.
Alternately Pak Lurah greeted Lek No as well as Bulek Ratih who was a relative of Pak Sampurno. " Sir, lunch is ready !" said Ibu Yatmi, wife of Mr. Lurah.
" Monggo, Fathers and Mothers, we move to the dining room to enjoy lunch. Understand the cuisine of the village.... Just like!"
" I'm sorry, Mr. Lurah! I have received an invitation to lunch at Mr. Camat's house. He is also related to Asti ... There waiting for my wife. We're going there, taking all the family members, Leon."
Asti stood next to Mr. Sampurno, to leave. The second face is almost similar. That's why Mr. Harjo Winangun often comes to his cousin who lives in Madiun. Because the face of Mr. Sampurno is similar to the late Bagas Winangun, his father Asti. The old man came there to give up the longing for his beloved son who had died at a young age, only 23 years old.
Wati almost dropped the coffee cup she was holding. The glass clashed with the surface of the living table in this workspace which was also made of glass.
" Sorry... Pardon me! "'Tell the young woman stammering. " Excuse me!". He hurriedly left the room.
How ashamed and unkind that woman was. He had already rebuked the woman loudly, when his wife Mr. Leon was willing to enter the payment room. The room was sterilized from disinterested people because there was a lot of money there, which the local bank brought.
That's where the main part is. There was Mr. Cakra, Mr. Leon and three local BPD officers who did the counting, checking the money and surrender. While Joko, Typhoon and three village officers were seconded in the lobby for calling and checking letters and payment terms.