Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 42. Mr. Chess Resi Dikromo
Asti's departure with the Lek No family to the city of Solo will begin at noon. All preparations for Akbar were done by Bulek Ratih assisted Ninuk. Meanwhile, Mbok Bayah paid his way home.
Asti accidentally put the jewelry crate into a smaller suitcase and only filled with clothes for a night of only two or three days.
While Joko and Lek No began to transport stroller and bag supplies for Akbar to the trunk.
Again Mother Suparlan's face appeared on her doorstep. Maybe he had a look at Ninuk. So the woman quickly went back inside her house.
Joko is driving her car this time and Lek No is sitting next to her. Ninuk relented by taking a seat in the back seat. Because in the middle seat, there is Bulek Ratih and Asti. Meanwhile, Akbar was laid in the middle with a buffer from the baby bolster.
Travel within 70 minutes. Many road work projects are somewhat hampering the pace of the cars they ride towards the city of Solo.
Ninuk had been looking for a good place to stay in the city through the application, of course with a cheap rental price per night.
Ninuk deliberately looking for inns or hotels that are closest to the mall. He wants to walk around and eat in the mall for refreshing. Surely after undergoing the final exam UN at his school last Sunday.
" Asti promises to pay for this from the sale of jewelry..." Asti's promise to them. Their faces looked bright and happy.
Sasha has contacted Asti again. From yesterday, Satrio's second brother had asked the Asti family to stay at his house. But Asti refused on the grounds that Ninuk and his family wanted to enjoy the city tour at night.
In front of a restaurant with a keraton-style concept that they will meet. This restaurant is quite large and grand. Joko immediately parked the vehicle between two cars that were also very luxurious.
"Sasha's sister we've arrived, sorry to be a little late!" Asti said when calling her sister-in-law.
" Oh, yeah. It's been. Ask for help to deliver to the restaurant staff there, yes! Tell me to the order room of Sasha Anindita's mother."
The group stepped into the lobby of the restaurant filled with ornaments and wall hangings with various shapes of leather puppets made of iron various materials and materials.
Joko had already pushed Asti's small suitcase. While Ninuk was carrying Akbar's bag of supplies. The baby was carried by Bulek Ratih.
In the room, Asti meets an officer. The young man smiled amiably when Asti told him she was going to meet Sasha's mother.
They were escorted by the employee to the room on the second floor. Arriving at a door, Asti begins to recognize the beautiful woman standing there
"'Sak Sasha?" Call Asti less sure.
The beautiful lady in a formal dress with the blazer turned her head. He looks happy with the arrival of Asti who is only late for no less than ten minutes.
Very quickly, the woman walked into a more closed room.
Sasha's sister kindly invited Lek No's family to come in.
" Please, Mr. Chess! This is Nastiti Anjani, my sister-in-law!"
Asti shines the hand of Mr. Chess. The man was the same age as Lek No. But her somewhat curly hair looked sparkling white as it was already filled with gray hair. But it makes the man look smarter and wiser.
" Can we start, Sasha!"
" Asti where's your jewelry!"
Joko helped lift and open the suitcase. Immediately Asti took out a carved teak box. When it's put on the table. Chess sir is approaching.
Asti began to sort through the jewels. He opened a bigger bag. Removed all the old jewelry belonging to his late Mbah daughter.
" It's been a long time." Said the father put the tool that was like a magnifying glass.
" This may belong to my great-grandmother Mbah. If it belongs to Bude!"
Bude Ayu indeed prefers to collect bracelets and pendants that are rather large. Soon the man jotted down some numbers in a notebook. " It really wants to sell everything?"
" Yes, Sir! to build houses and businesses."
" You'll pay this!" Said the man while revealing the sheet of paper that was in front of him.
Asti's eyes glared as the man wrote down the value of the item's price with a zero that reached nine. " A lot, sir?"
" It could actually cost even more, if there were letters. How's it?"
" Can, Sir! "'ujar Asti limp.
Across the table, Sasha smiled amusedly. Indeed, the amount is very much for Asti because it does not understand the historical value of the jewelry.
Before long there was a young man coming in carrying a rather large leather bag. The bag was handed over to Mr. Chess.
The man opened a book and signed it on four different pieces of paper. Sasha helped to tear the sheets on the checkbook with heart. Before being put into the envelope is shown first to Asti.
All his life, only this time Asti saw the name of the check . He did not expect that a piece of paper that only looks like a purchase bond in his clothing store, can buy almost 1 hectare of rice fields in his village. Here, there are four more sheets! Not to mention the cash in the wallet that Lek No hugged tightly. Like the fear of being lost or like disbelief, with a pile of pink money.
" Later if Asti wants to cash this check or move it to your account, let your sister-in-law help!"
Sure enough, there is the logo of the largest private bank in Indonesia. Unfortunately, the bank is very difficult to obtain in rural areas. Especially in the Asti area, except for government-owned banks or people's credit.
" I would like to thank you very much for your kindness, for buying that legacy jewelry, sir!"
" Just relax... I believe, because Sasha has told me a lot about your family and your origins in Sendang Mulyo Village. When can I stop by your village, Asti.?"
" Oh, please, sir! I will gladly wait for the coming of the Father."
The man immediately told the servants to serve some of the dishes he had ordered.
Not up to five minutes of various foods in the long dining table.
Asti was helped by Mbak Sasya to keep a wallet containing money and a brown envelope containing four pieces of checks in the wallet. The wallet was put back in the small suitcase
Everyone enjoyed the food at the table. It turns out that all the choices of Mbak Sasya so that the Lek No family can enjoy the typical dishes of this city.
The man turned out to be interested in the story of Sasha who had been his student while studying in Semarang. Besides being a lecturer, Mr. Chess is also an author and collector of ancient jewelry. For a long time he wanted to write a history about the people in the countryside who live on the border of central Java and East Java.
He also did not expect that Asti would sell all the jewelry that has been old enough. After being seen, the jewelry was made during the Dutch colonial period. Because after that time, rarely people who make jewelry again since Japan colonized the archipelago
The man left first with his assistant because it was awaited by an official at a hotel. Sasha smiled. Because all the bills had been paid by Mr. Chess Resi Di Kromo before he left the restaurant.
" Don't stop by my house, Asti?"
" Thank you, Ma'am. Tomorrow only. All ngerepotin to help with how to cash this check. Asti's afraid of missing!"
" Yes already. Tomorrow I'll send the home address through WA, just. Yep!"
"'Bak Sasha, please don't tell Mas Satrio about this first, yes."
" Why again with the mother's son, that?"
" Another error with the same hapenya, Ma'am. He was angry all the time. Because you can't come when Akbar is married."
" Well, he went straight to Purwokerto that night. Stop by for a while before heading back to his dinas house."
Lek No's family had already finished their meal. Akbar is awake too. He looked at this magnificent and spacious room.
In the parking lot, they eventually split up. Sasha gave directions to his home. The woman with two children is still beautiful and slim. Another woman who became an example and example for Asti. Sasha is very friendly and polite to others. Regardless of origin, degree and wealth!
Joko's Avanza car began to divide the beauty of the city of Solo by late afternoon. Asti promises that they will stay in the city until Saturday or Sunday. Like tomorrow's business day, Asti will take care of all checks and cash that is on the bank in question.
This apartment has several room options. Asti can replace it by increasing the price, even if it has been ordered before.
He wanted a large room in order to sleep with Ninuk and Bulek Ratih. Especially in that room there is a sofa to sit with. While in the other room, Asti chose a double bed room for Lek No and Joko.
After finishing the bath, Lek No and Joko went into Asti's room. The room on the third floor also has a balcony.There are many foods that you can buy on the way before returning to the inn.
"Lek, I want to say something!"
"Please!" lek No replied while fondling Akbar.
" This check will be put into my account. This one checks for the cost of Akbar's education up to major and college. These two checks are for building a shophouse. Insha Allah, check the other one, make the book of Umrah all together. If all the house and shop is done!"
There are words of Alhamdulillah and Allahu Akbar uttered Lek No, Bulek Ratih, Joko also Ninuk earthy - sahutan. Even Bulek cried.
" What about Satrio, Asti?" bulek Ratih asked somewhat astonished. Because from the beginning of the conversation Asti rarely mention the name Satrio.
As much as possible Asti endured his sadness and disappointment because of Satrio's problems. Asti does not want to make his family sad.
"Wait a minute, Lek! She's been flirting until now, because her parents didn't come to Akbar's wedding!"
" That's right, aja! Satrio, can that be his attitude?"
" Especially since I said I want to build my own house. He doesn't seem to like it. And also not caring. Though I have a good permit !"