Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 51. Go with Wounds
Almost the rude speech of Joko was reciprocated with a hard blow from Satrio who had mounted the horses. Where is Joko scared? He has since attended school in Junior High has been practicing pencak silat in the village hall. In fact, it used to also help his coach to teach SD students who are interested in the original Indonesian martial arts sport.
" Yoko!" Call Lek No.
" Let Joko explain, sir!" joko said slowly but clearly. " Ninuk who initially saw Satrio was close to the nurse, while Asti was still hospitalized. I still keep the photos. But Asti alone had been silent all this time. Uh, this crocodile guy blatantly brought this cheating girl to SPBU in the intersection."
" Yes, Joko has been helped by a friend watching them. Asti had long gotten the address where Satrio contracted the house for the bad woman." Joko's words word for word had destroyed their feelings.
" You're still denying, Mas?" Ejek Asti . " It even accuses me of bringing another man into this house, sir! Without any more proof! Even what Asti won't accept from this humiliation, you don't recognize Akbar as your son!"
Lek No and Bulek Ratih were shocked while saying. Astagfirullah azim! Almost simultaneously. Asti is right! Satrio's heart and mind were already filled with ugliness. So unable to think clearly. For he himself has also committed acts that violate religious teachings and decency.Malah accused Asti of other negative actions.
A loud slap was slapped by Mr. Cahyadi on Satrio's right cheek. Akbar to tears in shock at the sound of a loud slap and noisily because of this quarrel. Bulek Ratih immediately silenced and brought Akbar into the room.
" Now divorce Asti in front of the Father who never wanted you to respect this!"
Satrio's eyes reddened with anger and embarrassment. Mr. Cahyadi's treatment was beyond their expectations.
Satrio slowly approached Asti.
" I Satrio Wibowo consciously menalak Nastiti Anjani bint Almarhum Bagas Prasetyo Winangun. Since then she is not my wife anymore and is not my responsibility anymore!"
" Thank you! " said Asti relieved. Moreover, Joko has recorded the speech and picture of Satrio who was saying the talaq pledge.
" One more, sir! Can Asti do it?"
" You want anything else? " jerit Ibu Widya lirih. Since then the woman has been silent because she received many surprises. Now he stared intently at Asti's face, the daughter-in-law with the anger of a mother who felt her favorite child was humiliated.
" I just want to swear to restore the curse to the family of Satrio, his wife and children who will be born later. I reject the accusation of cheating. I also swear, will ban a penny of money that Satrio will give to Akbar who is not recognized as his biological child."
The scriptures were lifted on the forehead by Astri and kissed twice. Everyone was shocked by the ritual performed by Asti.
They're speechless. Especially when he heard Asti asking Joko to lift the box, suitcase and everything that Asti had prepared from inside his room. Lek No also moved to help. So that the goods have been transported to the trunk of Joko's car parked right at the door.
"Sir, Ma'am, Asti wants out of the house from today. If Satrio works well together, Asti demands nothing. But Asti has given up all business to Imelda's mother."
There are two sheets of paper that Asti gave to Mr. Cahyadi."This is Imelda's mother's business card. This is Zahra Madia Utami's home address."
Without greeting or greeting the husband and wife who he once respected so much, Asti came out of the house. The house that had been tormenting her inner feelings for months in the way Satrio humbled himself was also having an affair with Zahra.
While in the car, no one spoke. Bulek Ratih almost died standing when Joko told of Satrio's affair three days ago. The woman was speechless when she heard Asti wanted to leave Satrio's official house and asked for a divorce. They all always support all Asti's decisions, also for the sake of his son Akbar.
The four-wheeled vehicle went through the road eastward. Joko has brought the key to Asti's new home. This week, he was helped by Mas Adam tidying up Asti's house. From installing a water pump, buy a lamp and install it for some room on the two floors of the house. He also called Mbak Ning, his mother's brother who wanted to work to take care of the house.
In front of the fence, there was Lek Yanto who immediately opened the iron fence, when Joko's black Avanza car turned in front of the two-story house and sounded his horn.
" Asalamu'alaikum!" Asti is relieved.
She smiled as she got answers from everyone who entered the room bright, clean and comfortable.
"'Well boy. Gotta carry Bulek, don't you ?" haggard Mbak Ning.
Akbar was still comfortable in the arms of Bulek Ratih. He looked at the house with his sparkling eyes and wanted to know
" This is Akbar's house now. Let Om Joko take care of you. Mbah Kung No, and Mbah Uti will occasionally look at you." said Bulek Ratih while putting Akbar on a small mattress in the corner of the room.
This is where Asti is now with his family. Protected and safe. Joko is still supervising the construction of four shophouses that have climbed bricks in front of the road there.
" Later we make a new home thanksgiving also selamatan shophouse. How's Mr Supervisor?" ledek Asti's
" Ready, Boss Mom,!"
They immediately ate dinner after finishing the Maghrib prayer service. In the corner of the room is what was made a mushola by Asti. The floor was built a bit high. The walls are painted dark green with carpeted floors.
The minimalist dining table with four benches was not able to accommodate everyone present. So they roll out a mat next to the room to sit quietly. This room is large and elongated shape that Asti will use for the family room as well as for the study event once in a while.
" Let Bulek Ratih stay tonight. I'm the same Joko go home first!" Lek No said, rubbing his full stomach.
Two days and two nights, Lek No was agitated because his foster son got into trouble in his marriage. Now even though Asti is divorced, at least he can live a quiet life. Satrio's actions of bringing another woman into his home life with Asti had already made him angry and disappointed.
Akbar had already slept in the main room. He slept in a box. Tonight Asti will sleep with Bulek Ratih. While Madam Ning slept in the next room, which was planned to be used as a child's bedroom. When Akbar is quite large and wants to sleep alone.
Outside there is still the sound of vehicles going back and forth. Asti room has been given a damper in the form of thick wallpaper. But the highway in front of them is getting crowded from year to year because of the rapid development in this area.
Akbar only woke up once. He went back to sleep after his wet diaper had been replaced.
" Well, wake up, Lek?" asti asked to see Bulek Ratih sitting on the edge of the bed.
" You since the tahajud prayer, why can't you calm down.?'
Asti tightly hugged the body of Bulek Ratih whose body began to be somewhat contained. The woman was no longer worried about Ninuk's tuition. Because Asti has paid his tuition, boarding money and books are quite large in number.
They now have the money Asti gave them, in her husband's savings account. Enough money for the daily living expenses, also to pay the wages of the workers who helped them take care of the rice fields and gardens.
The rice harvest last month was very good and abundant in results. Even Joko has got people to buy coconut harvest in their garden tomorrow.
Unfortunately the blessing and ease of life experienced by Asti and Lek No family is not in line with the destruction of Asti's household. The only grandson of the heir to the Winangun family.