Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapters 275. Memories in Memories
Lek No just smiled at Mr. Darmaji Hendardi's question. The man seemed a little curious. Maklum Lek No only occasionally told Mr. Darmaji about his family's destination to Madiun to see Joko.
Perhaps he had also forgotten to tell his relatives. If at the same time, they managed to get information about the whereabouts of the two brothers Emilia, who had lived in the city of Malang.
They were so happy to meet the two sisters Emilia's mother was healthy and quite successful with her efforts... It turns out that behind the difficulties of life of Mr. Joseph and his brother during the overseas, they were also given the strength to survive and try harder. So that the life they live is given ease in trying and finding sustenance.
" This is Ardi, Kang! Her biological sister. Emilia...Pakde Muin managed to trace the footsteps of Emilia's sister and sister who live in Malang!"
" Allah Akbar!" Bulek Ika cried a little hard. His face was full of admiration and gratitude. Sometimes the woman cupped her palms together.
" Did you all meet Asti on Thursday last Sunday ?" ask Bulek Ika again. Looks like the woman is starting to second-guess the series of events that happened.
" Yes,Yu! We were finally able to be met by Pakde Muin in the lobby of an inn for us to spend the night there. Ninuk had long proposed to stop by the city for a vacation and walk with family in Batu city. Mr. Yusuf was only able to meet Asti the next day..."
" Tuh, right. Sir! Mother's instincts are right... Because since Thursday afternoon, the situation of Pakde Kerto like people are dying ... His tongue was as if it was being pulled tightly as if it was locked. He had already fainted twice, and was beginning to recognize the people around him less. Especially her own children and grandchildren!"
Those who listened to the explanation from Mr. Kades' wife from Sendang Waru Village became speechless. It seems Pakde Kerto keeps a lot of dark secrets in his past life. But the man was no longer able to reveal the secret that had been held in his tongue. He would rather keep all the evil and tyrannical acts to his grave later.
Another case with death that must be faced by his biological brother, Pak Kushari Juwono. In previous years, the man had seamlessly carried out his duties as the Village Chief of Sendang Waru within 6 years of his tenure. It was also helped by the role of Bude Ayu who was already active in the activities of the mother of PKK village and led a group of study mothers from her village to the District.
Mr. Kushari's illegal business also runs smoothly by utilizing certain people who want to do illegal business with him. He enlists the help of ex-convicts and local thugs. But their activities eventually began to be snorted by the authorities. So the sale of illegal goods must be very carefully done so that it is known to the police .
Though Pak Kushari not only sells teak logs, which gives him a double profit. He also sold oplosan BBM to several retailers who sold it by the roadside.
Anyway, various things that benefit and give him a lot of income, must be done by the two Juwono brothers. Including almost selling crooked land, belonging to the community of Sendang Waru Village. Though the land was specifically reserved only to the village chief who was still in charge of leading their village. Arable land is like a salary for the village during its working period only. Not to be owned personally. Moreover, the crooked land reached tens of hectares.
The last incident that made Mr. Kushari's finances began to recede, when his business in a shop in the next city, sealed by the authorities. Evidently in the store there is an activity of gasoline is now illegal carried out by business partners Juwono brothers. In the store it stores a lot of drums containing BBM and results that have been dioplos. The gasoline is ready to be distributed and sold to the community. Because using the name of another person from the ownership of the business, for a while Pak Kushari fate is still safe.But he suffered a huge loss, up to hundreds of millions of rupiah, and, As a result of the sealing of the store and hundreds of liters of gasoline seized by the police.
Since then Pak Kushari's finances began to drag. His wives began to fuss, with the diminishing of their monthly spending rations. Even Bude Ayu who was accused by her sisters on the grounds of wanting to control all her husband's property.
Because of his ignorance with the accusations, Bude Ayu was determined to leave the house on the border of the two villages. He's back at Joglo's house. But the house given by Mr. Kushari was occupied by relatives of his wife Pak Darmaji, who worked as a police officer in the local police station. After being signed by Bude Ayu for 2 years.
Dizziness also Bude Ayu every stepson came to the house and asked for money. Though he manages the money from the rice fields and gardens owned by his own parents, from Winangun's heritage. The woman had spent little monthly money given by Mr. Kushari. After knowing that the man did a lot of actions that violate the rules of religion and law to provide a living to his wife, children and family.
At about the same time, Asti was also still sad after his grandfather, Pak Harjo Winangun died a few months earlier.
Until various businesses Pak Kushari began to be affected, namely closed or bankrupt. Many people who do illegal business with him began to dislike working with them. Because the two Juwono brothers only want to profit alone.
Mr. Kushari has a greedy, cheating and unfaithful attitude, my friend. He did not want to help if one or two of their business partners were involved in matters with the authorities.
The man preferred to be quiet, so that his good name would stay awake. No matter if his business partner had to fall with all the difficulties he faced.
Mr. Kushari died in the early hours of that day after suffering a heart attack. When one of his men delivered a news that surprised him. His truck was intercepted by police on a road in East Java province.
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" Mr. kades! Mr. Kades Darmaji!"
Suddenly they were surprised by the voice call of someone in front of the house. The atmosphere is quite crowded there too. Visible
many people have started to gather. Most of them are mothers. There are mothers who are still young to middle-aged. Almost all of the women wore black veils on their heads. Like randa mourning.
The tall man, who was called Mr. Kades, asked the guest for a short permit to meet his citizens. Some of them have entered the fence. Some are clustered on very crowded roadsides.
" What's going on, Mr Pur?" ask Mr. Kades to the man wearing the black skullcap.
" This is Ms. Kerto has been asking Mr. Samiun for help next door neighbor ... If her husband may have gone home alias died. Because they do not respond when called. But the children were silent, when asked for help!"
Mr. Darmaji stared at the front yard of his neighbor's house. There the neighbors began to arrive. Usually that is the custom of the villagers here. When they get news of death, they immediately go to the house of the person who is grieving, aka serving . Usually the news of grief was delivered by word of mouth, until it spread throughout the village. But under these circumstances some men still doubt the death of Mr. Kerto.
They still ask for Mr. Kades' opinion first. So that the state of Pak Kerto can be declared right - really died, will only be broadcast officially through the loudspeakers of the mosque across the street there.
The man rushed out of the house while wearing his peci and his batik shirt. The move was followed by Lek No and Ardi behind him. Because Mr. Kerto's house is across from Mr. Kades' house.
His arrival was immediately welcomed by several village administrators who were waiting. There are also many people who know Pak Sarno Winangun as well. So they got to greet each other, and shake hands with his familiar.
They all had enough respect for Asti's uncle. Although actually Pak Sarno has a different last name from his father's family. Because according to the family genealogy order, Ibu Pak Sarno is his half-sister Pak Harjo Winangun. His grandmother used to be the woman who took care of Ms. Ratnasari Sutiyah, the first wife of the father of Mr. Harjo Winangun who was very sick. The woman was married to her father Pak Harjo on the permission of his first wife, who had long been seriously ill and could not take care of all the needs for her husband. But Pak Harjo Winangun already considers Sarno like his own biological brother.
They shook hands with many people who were partly inside the house. There was a young man who took the initiative to call a doctor who served in the Puskesmas. Coincidentally the pusket building was not far from the village office. The building is across the main street of Sendang Waru village....
A few minutes later came the doctor, piggybacked by Rangga, the local cadet leader. The doctor was ushered in by one of the men who greeted him at the front door of Mr. Kerto's house. The doctor immediately pulled out various tools from a black bag that he always carried wherever he went to the patient's house to do an examination.
" Pak Kerto is still alive, only his condition is extremely critical!" whispered Doctor Ahmad Sofyan to the father who had accompanied to check the condition of the old man.
"Mom Mus, Pakde is not dead said the doctor, only he is in a very critical condition!" said the man.
The woman called Bu Mus was the man's second wife. The woman's face looked pale and felt very guilty. There was a puddle of tears on his thin face. He looked at the doctor's face as if apologizing.
" From yesterday, you can not open your mouth.So I can not give him food and drink, "he said stammering.
The doctor breathed a long breath. " Since yesterday, the family should report to the health center. Let our father take care at the puskesmas, ma'am. Mr. Kades Darmaji has reported about Mr. Kerto's situation. There's got to be a family initiative, Mom! Try to eat or drink!"
The man immediately prepared an infusion. His hand is shown thrusting a syringe on Mr. Kerto's left wrist. Now that the infusion pole is standing, Mr. Doctor again examined the infusion hose. So that his help was a little help the situation of Pakde Kerto who had been silent for a long time. His face was very pale.