Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 259. For All His Deeds

Asti just sit around after enjoying lunch at a cafe, with Leon and Om Ardi. He did not join his family group this time because it will wait for the arrival of Mr. Joseph in the city of Malang.

Ninuk was ready to take the Company to go to the next tourist spot. That is to the Museum Angkut which is still in Batu city, Malang.

Of course after all the members of the group had followed the tour in the morning to visit the apple plantation next to the village.

The apple trees planted there grew not too tall. So the visitors can pick and eat apples as much as possible from the lower branches and stalks.

Bulek Ratih besides busy tasting some apples, also busy picking and picking larger apples and put in a bag of crackles. The manager of the apple orchard that provides the bag of crackle, so that the fruit can later be taken home visitors as an eye sign or by - by. Of course after being weighed, and determined the price they have to pay

The entrance to the apple orchard was located in a narrow alley, between the fence of the residents' house close to the main highway. The apple plantation was behind the village's population settlement which was quite dense. Even the location of the plantation was also on uneven ground.

In addition, the residents there also plant ornamental plants. Almost in every yard of the house residents sold a variety of beautiful ornamental plants in polybag bags.

Ninuk had already seen his mother's eyes glittering at the beautiful flowers. Because he knew, usually the flower can only grow in a cool climate. Because the flower seeds are imported from abroad, which has four seasons.

This typical Malang apple tastes a little more sour and fresh than red apples which are usually sold in some supermarkets or fruit stores. If not wrong, imported apples are imported from Australia. Except the Malang apples are green with a shape more like a tube. The fruit is sweeter than a round apple.

This time, Akbar wanted to join the Ninuk family. Because the child is also very interested to see various types of vehicles that become tourist icons in the museum. Including Joko and Pak Cakra who will escort the group.

Be Leon who will bring his own Pajero car. They intend to shophouses and Om Ardian business places in the city of Malang. Previously Om Ardi took the family around the city of Batu for a while to feel the beauty of the city, with the latest tourist attractions. I also felt the air was very cold in the city.

The car quickly returned to the city of Malang. In the shophouse that became the place of business he, Mr. Yusuf, with some of his friends first, who lived in a lodging in Surabaya. In addition, they also opened a convection business for the manufacture of T-shirts, Hoodie jackets and cargo pants for young people in the style of today. Screen printing is being made on the top floor of the shophouse.

On the lower floor of the three-story shophouse it became a shop as well as a showroom. These items are devoted to the needs of young men and adolescents. All of these items are not only neatly displayed on wooden shelves, they are also hung in storerooms arranged in an industrialist style.

Various needs of young people and all their equipment are sold there. Of all sorts of hats, T-shirts are uniquely pictorial, interesting and funny. There are also cargo pants and Hoodie today that are also sold there.

" If the problem of renting a shop, staying in a villa or hotel is even cheaper in the city of Malang than in Batu, Leon !" om Ardi explained.

" Rather? Not that Malang is the second largest city after Surabaya, too, Om ?" ask Leon.

" Well, since the increasing number of new attractions were established in Batu, the city was increasingly visited by tourists. So it becomes more commercial everything, so it's a little expensive. We also got a lot of orders in that city!"

It looks like the store is getting crowded filled with the arrival of young people. Shoppers rarely come alone to the store. They usually bring their best friend, friend or partner. The store is always full of visitors. The name of the store also mimics the style of T-shirt shops from similar businesses that were once famous in Bali, Yogyakarta and Bandung.

Om Ardi immediately took his guest upstairs. On the second floor it seems more like a place to receive guests as well as an Ardi workspace. Because there is more spacious, even though there is a closed bathroom and a resting place that is given a partition. There is also a set of sofas for sitting guests. In addition there is a work desk complete with modern office equipment because there are laptops, wifi and parallel telephone connections.

In the room was also installed a sticky rack full of examples - examples of their work. There are also large and tall cupboards with no cover. Each shelf is filled with various piles of shirts that are ready to be delivered to the order.

Qani sits sweetly in his mother's arms. While Leon chatted with his wife's uncle. Because they are very interested in how they work very creatively. A female worker came to bring them drinks and food purchased from the food stall next door.

" This kind of basecamp is also a children's workshop to make screen printing on the third floor. If you want to sleep, just a title mat! For daily meals just buy at the rice stall that is behind the shop!" the man explained their situation here.

Ardi also doesn't know much about the fate of her brother Emilia. Because at that time the age of children. He was also severely injured and had to undergo several surgeries on both legs. After that, you have to undergo therapy for a long time. Only once his mother visited from Banjarmasin to see the situation of those who had long settled in Surabaya, almost 5 years later.

Her mother's beautiful face in just a few years looks older than her actual age. For the woman must accept all the sorrow and suffering in her life. Economic hardship in his family he can accept with chest roomy. But losing both his biological children at once, also died his good mother-in-law and dote on him in the disaster.It turns out to be a very heavy blow. His arrival was only delivered by Aunt Hera. Because Mr. Jaffar has often been sickly due to the persecution.

Nearly two years later Ardi did not attend school formally. Because of the length of treatment he had to undergo. So he stayed at Mr. Kromo Jati's house, and was given additional lessons by the man whose former teacher najai to catch up on his lessons. He besides an ustadz, also has a large bookstore located in front of a famous private school.

At the age of 30 years, Joseph married. It was also betrothed to the youngest son of Mr. Kromo Jati. After he observed that the young man from South Kalimantan was a polite man, hardworking and very obedient with his religion. He was also very responsible for the life of his younger brother Rahardian Mohammad Jaffar.

The two spoke more slowly when they saw Asti fall asleep hugging her baby. The man took a blanket. It was then laid out on Asti's body.

" He was often sickly after hearing Pakde Kerto's confession some time ago!" Leon told the man, after they sat a little away from the couch it was kind of talk they didn't interrupt Asti and the baby.

" It turns out that Asti as a child also heard the male evil plan, when Mbah Winangun and Bude Ayu sought you out in Surabaya. At that time there were neighbors who saw Mr. Yusuf selling in front of the mall. After returning to the village, the man immediately informed Mr. Winangun!"

" I've heard that too! Mr. Kushari had previously bribed a powerful thug in the region to drive Kak Yusuf out of his yard. Though we are fellow immigrants in Surabaya have established a bond like brothers because they are in the overseas land! No matter the big and small merchants. There various tribes from all over Indonesia mixed, plus traders from Chinese and Arab descent. Our goal is to make a living and get a better life!"

The more afternoons, the more people came to the store. Ardi also taught the two female salesmen at the store the clothes. While male workers live on this floor and work guarding the store until it closes at 20:00. While the female workers live in a contract that is in a settlement behind the shophouse.

Towards Magrib, the sound of a car entering the front shop yard. There was a big tall man coming out of an old Inova in a hurry. From inside the car was also followed by a woman who came out with a 4-year-old toddler. The boy also wears a santri-style suit, with a green suit and a small white skullcap.

" Asalamualaikum!" men were heard echoing all the way to the top floor. After that, he somewhat hurriedly went upstairs. Because it was told by a worker at the store. His voice was heavy footsteps, climbing the wooden stairs.

Since yesterday his brother Ardi has been in contact with him. That includes news of a man who kept looking for him almost a week ago. It turns out that he was the brother of Bagas Prasetyo Winangun, the late husband of Emilia.

Photos of Asti, Sarno Winangun's family and the children of his nephew made him touched. So he tried to come to meet them in this Malang city.

The man stared in amazement at Asti's figure. The baby Emilia left behind when Asti was just 2 months old... At that time, he was forced to bring the baby's mother, to find the whereabouts of family members who were scattered in the great fire disaster.

Over the years, all that sadness and bitterness has returned - the blue of his heart and his feelings...Whose hands have played to the fate and suffering of her family and the family of her late sister's husband?

Since then their lives have been destroyed in such a way without being left. There remains a great pain when only to remember him for a moment!

" Allah Akbar!" Shouted the man.

The voice surprised Qani who woke up in his mother's arms. Now the baby and his mother enter in the arms of a large tall man who cries in tears with a heart-wrenching voice.

" Once, Brother! Qani was so scared and confused!" Persuading Ardi who walked staggeringly, trying to approach his brother who was still sitting hugging Asti with all the suffering.

" Qani's? This is your son, Ndok? So this baby girl is my granddaughter? Yes, God is beautiful to you, son!" yusuf whispered. His eyes were wet with tears. Asti could only nod and smile sadly.

While talking the man tried to wipe away his flooded tears. So strong he wiped away the tears with the end of his sleeve, his face was pure white so it looked red.

Leon stunned. Mr. Yusuf and Om Ardi have the same stature. They are big tall, clean faces are also handsome. Of course with a sharp nose typical of men of Arab descent. But their way of speaking is more subtle, although there is a medok dialect of Suroboyo-nya!

" This is the husband, the new Asti! He's the one who runs the housing development project near Sidodadi Village!"

" I'm sorry, we're trying to monitor Asti's life from afar, with the help of others. Although Mr. Kushari is dead, there is still his brother who continues to threaten us!" said the man frankly.

" How about we go back to the Lodging in Batu only! There's Sarah too and Hafiz too !" Tegur Ardi was shocked.

The woman named Sarah approached them. The woman only covered her head with an originally worn veil, as there was still visible residual hair on the tip of her forehead. Ardi said that is the style of hijab women in the family environment Pak Jati. Because living in a big city, so more free and important comfortable to wear.