Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 252. Preparation to Leave Sumber Sari Village
This simple stall on the side of a big road, it turns out to be quite satisfying to Pak Cakra's appetite as well. The price is also very cheap. Though Tadi Ninuk bought a lot of street food or lotis sold near the border gas station.
" Why are you so upset, Mr Cakra?" Ask Bulek Ratih. After they finished eating.
" I was disappointed, it turned out that the offerings from the PKK Mothers were not in accordance with my expectations. Cooking a budget of a million a day for everyone's lunch isn't enough? Where the menu is only vegetables that we can pick in the garden, the side dish is only tempe and know it, with all its variations. No fish or chicken! Regretting I have given money three million rupiah to his secretary Pak Lurah. Just know, I if the meal fund that is not how much value, is also treated! Basic mental corruptor small - small!"
Kening Bulek Trained wrinkled. One million rupiah, if to feed simply like that is enough for the people of one village. Understandably Bulek Ratih always dabble in the consumption while active in PKK activities or activities in the neighborhood. From the arrival of mothers, studies, to help prepare various village celebrations.
For years Bulek Ratih took care of cooking and made food with a very large number of servings. Not just hundreds of servings. Even up to thousands, when there is a village clean event in the district office.
" How about, Mrs Ratih?'
" Yes, that should be enough, Cakra. Why not order a rice box or a grilled chicken menu? One portion here is quite cheap, only ten thousand rupiah. Purchased 60 packs of 400 thousand leftover. It's nice to buy some dus of mineral water and cookies !"
" I've been thinking negatively, when Ibu Andar a bit forced to ask for Mr. Leon, eat rice Padang in the city, Mom! Where to bring his friends who are in the village office again! ... In fact, their work is not transparent and maximum. Mr. Leon continues to... The money that was used was all out of his personal pocket!"
" It's okay, Mr. Cakra! Count - count charity feeds many people! Hopefully our business will be easy, the recovery will also be smoother!" asti. It is also free to spend money that has been spent.
Asti buys 5 servings of grilled chicken. One serving of that food gets a pretty big piece of chicken with seasoning that seeps all the way to the bones. Hopefully, the husband and kids will like it later.
They returned to the village office as the employees and staff of the village prepared - ready to go home. Bulek Ratih saw that there was one of the representatives of the PKK Mother, still there. The woman who at the beginning of their arrival, greeted him kindly.
"Assynoltom... Sorry, this is Miss Sumirah, right?" tegur Bulek Ratih friendly.
"'Walaikum salam's. Hmm, this is Bulek, Bu Asti, Mr. Leon's wife, right?"
" Yes... Are you going home, Mom?"
" Well, that's it, Mom! Work for the benefit of the community, in the portico take care of children who are at home!"
" What's tomorrow, still having to prepare food for everyone again, ma'am?"
" Yet, Mom. For the good name of Sumber Sari village. We just want to meet your mother's request Sinta!"
" Oh, isn't that lunch supposed to be funded by Mr Leon? Because he has a wish... Especially tomorrow Mr. Camat and his wife will also come, like the closing ceremony so, Lho!" said Mrs Ratih to tell.
" Ouch... How'this? Andar's mother only gave mediocre funds, only 400 thousand rupiah a day...Where to prepare cakes - cakes for snacks too!" Mum mumbled, a little confused.
" Let's go, Miss Sumirah. How about I ask for a little extra funds for lunch from his wife Mr. Leon. He is also not good, if the guests of honor are only served a makeshift lunch... Can it be, Mom?"
" Well, thank God, if you help... We are just wives and housewives. So I don't have any more money to spend on lunch tomorrow."
Asti smile... He took out a hundred thousand as much as five pieces. Bu Sumirah received it with great relief... Until he started calling the other PKK members, to prepare a more special menu.
The woman hurriedly told them. He will coordinate again with other PKK members for preparation tomorrow.
" We'll find out, ma'am. Who is Andar Sinta's mother? How dare he circumcise the money given by Mas Leon!" Ninuk Whisper.
" That's it, Nuk! Tomorrow it'll be crazy if the mothers know about the money given by Mas Leon!"
Sorenya, Leon escorted Joko and Pak Cakra to Pak Camat's house. While Bulek Ratih returned to the inn and led his men to prepare to leave this place tomorrow.
" How much do you add for tomorrow's meal?" ask Leon.
" Five hundred thousand!"
" Is that enough, Yang? Said Ms. Andar, shopping for kitchen needs is expensive! Actually there are those who propose to message from the crib rice from catering entrepreneurs only .. But Ms. Andar said it's good to cook yourself, there's still more leftovers!"
"'Yes, let's see tomorrow! What happened, happened." Asti's whispers speculated.
" Funny thing is your Mom, yeah! No protest that the money I love is lacking! He said it could still be added from PKK cash and a little reserve funds from the family treasurer.
" We trust everything to Sumirah... It's easy to trust and trust!"
" You're healthy and strong, right? Tomorrow afternoon we have to go to Malang... Pakde Muin has prepared a resort for us to stay there. The location is not far from the house of Mr. Joseph!"
Suddenly, Asti's body shivered violently... Leon knew that his wife still had a speck of hope so that the fate of his mother would be known soon. Even if he died! At least, Asti hopes to still be able to pray in front of the tomb of the woman who has given birth to it.
The other was the situation at the inn in the morning. Princess , Sister Ning and Ninuk had already packed all the items before going to bed. Some clothes for traveling tomorrow were already hung on the shelves.
Ninuk slept in the room used by Madam Asti, previously . In that room he not only slept with Akbar, also with the Princess. So Joko is comfortable sleeping alone after the Typhoon occupies the room of the former girls.
Mr. Sugeng has checked the readiness of their car with Mas Aji. Gasoline has been full since returning home from the village office yesterday.
Ms. Ning even tidied up other items, such as magic com, various containers with food contents that stayed a little... For people like him who come from the easternmost area of Central Java, the cuisine in this area is rather spicy and too much seasoning. But for the cake is generally almost the same. Villagers always use raw materials such as cassava, yam, or rice as well as glutinous rice to make cakes - market snacks.
The resort rental payment has been completed by Mr. Cakra with a credit card belonging to Mr. Leon. Traveling like this together - the same was not as expensive as he expected.. Moreover, the Lek No family and the ART was not a fussy person. Eating at the roadside stall is okay, eating at the street stall is also okay.. Moreover, eating in a large restaurant did not refuse.
" Akbar wants to swim, son?" ask Mr. Cakra.
The boy nodded weakly. " Said Aunt Ninuk we want to see a very large zoo ... Akbar wants to see the tiger."
Everyone just smiles. That's how the taste of the little boy was easily diverted after Ninuk showed several attractions in Malang and Batu City, from his hape. After searching on google. If the Princess is impatient to see the sunrise at Bromo, like the photos her friend once had in school.
Because he did not have money, the Princess he did not participate in the farewell event in the 9th grade of his Junior High School. They all traveled with teachers - teachers and representatives of Parents to East Java. One of them went to Mount Bromo.
Almost all the students of the class with the Princess saved up since the 7th grade, for the farewell event. The princess could only keep her sadness. Because of school, he was helped by Mr. RW by giving him a certificate of inadequacy, which was assisted by his manager to the village.
The car they were riding was even told to park at Mr. Camat's house. There they are served other food menus, namely gudeg typical of Yogyakarta. Of course everyone wants to taste Mbok Yah's cuisine is delicious and delicious.
" It's similar to what we bought in front of Malioboro's shophouse, yeah. Ma'am!" whispered Ninuk.
Asti's eyes glared... Ninuk who used to be very fun, even called Mr. Leon. So the man came to Parangtritis beach, where they were healing, briefly... After Asti tries to find a different atmosphere from the crushes of problems and Asti's life after divorce from Satrio.
" What's up, whisper.? " ask Leon suspiciously. Because he heard his name mentioned a little earlier.
" Whoa, someone feels bullied, tuh! She managed to marry him. It used to be very earnest to ask me to be able to pedekate the same Madam Asti ... Until you want to go to the place we had a picnic in Yogyakarta."
Hearing Ninuk's rant, Leon was shocked. Ah, those memories... It is not easy to approach Asti, even though this woman is already a widow. Besides divorce it becomes a painful lesson for the one-child woman ...Also the attributes that Asti can wear with her Muslim clothes. So she kept her eyes and dignity as a woman.
She has been wearing a hijab since she was a teenager. Even Mbah Kung himself faced Asti, the principal of his Junior High School, to ask permission for his grandson to wear a veil at the school. Because Asti school was a public public school. There is a separate fund issued by the grandfather, when Asti ordered some school uniforms with longer arms, long skirts or veils that must be in harmony with his subordinates.