Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 249. Temporary Stay at Mr. Camat's House.
" Rest, Asti!" Pinta Bu Hernani after he had the ART prepare two rooms for his guests to spend the night in this house.
Lek No had returned to the inn was escorted by a security officer at the camat sir's house with his motorbike.
The real Pak Prayoga house is in Madiun City. Now the private house was occupied by his wife's brother for a while. In this house Mr. Camat used to live with his parents and younger siblings.. Not far from there, in the next village there is a large factory. The factory used to be owned by his father and Mr. Sampurno's parents. Thanks to the food processing plant, both their families are guaranteed a well-established economy.
The children of the second descendant of Winangun was getting a very decent education. Like Mr. Prayoga and Mr. Sampurno who completed his education until graduation became a bachelor, and became ASN. Their careers are also increasing. Mr. Prayoga was made a camat in the region. While Mr. Sampurno works in the local government office, with a fairly prominent position as Head of the office.
Qani finally wants to sleep with Bu Jum. Because in the next room it is not too cold like the room in the inn. I also don't use AC.
It turns out that all this time, Mr. Prayoga secretly helped Leon's business in the matter of purchasing the land through the hands of Mr. Sampurno. Because the land is less productive and can not be planted palawija or other commercial plants. So that it is left to be a field of weeds and shrubs.
So it has long been left abandoned by some of its owners. Moreover, the area is also located very far from irrigation or irrigation. Unless the farmers in the village gave up some of the land taken by the government to make the irrigation canal. But the plan was rejected by some community leaders years ago.
Asti started to sleep more quietly. Leon knew, his wife's side of the heart was hoping to see the state of his mother, if still alive today. Perhaps from the story of his mother Asti's two brothers, can be revealed all the truth that happened in the land of Borneo.
In the morning, Asti was still not well. Leon was a bit hesitant - hesitant to leave his wife alone in this house. They came to this house as guests. But want to ask for help, even Bu Jum, a little pity. Because that woman also has to take care of Qani. Until Leon asks Bu Ratih for help to come to this house to look after Asti.
Land payment affairs in the village office today seem more orderly, compared to yesterday. People no longer go to the office by bringing family members in droves. Apparently they are still afraid of being tricked, because of the bad experience that has been experienced. Now everything is running very transparent, also received full security guarantees from the officers who are on full alert in the village building.
Precisely the most compensated for the land acquisition is that of landowners who come from outside the village Sumber Sari. They have an average land area of up to thousands of meters. Because buying land or land can be used as a deposit or investment. Assuming the price of land the longer it will be more expensive.
While some residents who bought their land by the Abadi Murti party, will later be used as an exit specifically for project vehicles. Not to disturb the existing village road. As well as being a separate road to get to the housing if the place has been built and become a middle-class housing complex.
" Sir Leon walked into this office?" ask a security officer who welcomed the arrival of Mr. Leon in the front yard of the village. Because Joko, Pak Cakra and Typhoon are in their respective duties in the village office building. Leo waited until Mr. Ratih who came delivered Mr. Sugeng first to the house of Mr. Camat to guard Asti.
" Yes, Sir!" Reply Leon straightforwardly.
" Is it true that Mr. Leon's wife is closely related to Mr. Camat Prayoga?"
" Where's this news from? Watch out for news hoaxes!" Ledek the man.
The man who was a member of the police in the local police station smiled slightly. " There was a story from Mas Jayeng last night...He's still my mother's niece!"
" O, the driver's the camat sir, huh?" ask Leon.
Leon just smiled.He immediately entered the room, where the land payment will be opened for the second day.
" Look Leon, Ninuk wants to take Akbar for a walk to the reservoir, okay?" tanya Bu Ratih when they met in the living room of his house Mr Prayoga earlier
" Can, Mom! Ask Mr. Sarno to take care of Akbar strictly, yes! That kid wants to know a lot, so can't stay quiet for long!"
" Yes, Son. They'll all take care of Akbar. Ninuk hopes that Asti will also be healthy as before!" bulek Ratih.
Leon has also offered it to Bu Jum. But that woman would rather be in this house alone while momong Qani. Especially later they can stop by the village office. Hernani's mother will drive them, and Asti is checked at the local health center.
In the middle room Qani was already sitting in his stroller. Some time ago, Akbar had called his mother, asked Permin to leave and pray his mother quickly recovered.
Without feeling Asti's tears dripping painfully. She knew she wanted her children to suffer the fate of being like her, losing the affection of their parents, since childhood. It's not easy for Asti to go through all that. Indeed there are Mbah Kakung, Bude Ayu, Lek No Family and their children who always love him and provide support. Still, Asti loses a mother's sense of protection. Stroked his hair when sad because many people out there, always mocking the bad compassion of his life, as a child born a stick of kara.
Akbar was a little sad when he spoke on the phone earlier. Even though he had promised his son a lot in their holiday event. But between desires in the heart, sometimes not in line with our thinking, when examining all the bad events that continue to come to him . He tried to think more logically, with the news of his mother's two brothers, instead of coupled with his physical strength. Until he came back down.
Suddenly, Asti remembered something. About someone who used to always stalk him when he was traveling in his red Honda Jazz car. A man wearing all-black clothes, from a big black motorcycle. Black leather jacket also black helmet. Is that mysterious man his Om? Her mother's sister wanted to find out about her life!
Very rarely people in the villages around them, traveling on a motorcycle using a helmet. Except traveling out of town or into the next town. Because in some small cities in the region there are traffic regulations to be obliged to wear a helmet, for drivers of two-wheeled vehicles. There were also many policemen on duty at the border between the towns there. Because some of the intersections of the cities are quite crowded with many vehicles that pass there.
" Don't daydream often, Nduk!" moor Mbok Las.
The middle-aged woman who usually takes care of Eyang Astuti when he is sick, until he recovers. Only his leg Mr Prayoga's mother had a rather severe paralysis, having suffered a stroke two years ago. Astuti was basking in the morning sun in the backyard.
They welcomed Asti's presence in this house, as a relative of Mr. Prayoga. Over the years this family experienced economic and life ups and downs. When Pak Prayoga's father managed to have several large factories in the Madiun Regency area. Crowds of people came claiming to be brothers and family on the part of his father and mother. There was even one of his brothers who was believed to hold high positions in several other factories. They also corrupted the factory revenue. Until the factory had to be sold to someone else, because it went bankrupt.
Since then rarely brothers who come to this house, or recognize the kinship that exists between them. After the family's economy fell. They are living in this village, to be calmer. Some of her children are starting to grow up and are already working.
Therefore, he and his brothers prefer a career in politics or government. Because they feel the difficulty of taking care of the factory, and dizzy rotate capital so that the business they have can continue to run. Moreover, the factory became a lifeblood for thousands of workers or employees.
Fortunately his father was willing to rise again after being assisted by Harjo Winangun, to revive the food processing plant, which had long been inoperative due to lack of capital. The business is now managed by his uncle. Until getting bigger and successfully set up factories - other factories in Sidoarjo and Gresik.