Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 57. The presence of Satrio
Actually Joko already has her own room that Asti prepared on the second floor of her house. But Joko more often sleeps in the building while in the backyard of the house, with his friend. For two of his servants also rested there. After closing the shop at night. Although Joko knows very well the people who work with him in Warung Tenda. But he is very keeping Asti's good name as well as cousin security.
So as much as possible, Asti's house remains safe with the side door of the house closed and his men do not just enter Asti's house without supervision from him.
The two servants at his tent shop, chose to sleep in the temporary building because they were already very tired of working. Moreover, having to penetrate the darkness of the night to reach the house with a long distance, with fatigue and drowsiness will be very dangerous. Let them sleep there. Although the place is simple, but enough to rest and just expel fatigue.
" Mas Joko, it looks like someone is watching Asti's house!" The Word tells.
He was indeed one of the employees who went home more often, because the distance of his house was not up to three km from the tent stall where he worked.
" Who's info, Fir?"
" Mom's got a rice stall across, over there!"
" He calls his character traits, doesn't he?"
" Said the mother, at first she was a little afraid. That guy's like an officer or intel so! Because in this month, it has come to the stall two or three times. Until his sixth grade son, SD, took his picture yesterday!"
The employee immediately fiddled with the hape. Then click on something. He showed the photo to Joko. A young man was sitting in a stall and enjoying a plate of rice he had ordered.
Joko was stunned when she saw the photo that featured the figure of Satrio Wibowo's face. Why would he keep an eye on Asti's shop and house? Why is he still harassing Asti's life that has been destroyed her?
" This is Asti's ex-husband!"
" This one, Satrio ? The one that the kids used to love in the Cadas Randu square, huh?" the Word does not believe.
" Do you know Bambang?"
" Know! My boyfriend is a neighbor in front of my house. Wouldn't he have told you to stop by here to play at Shafira's house, would he ?"
" Can, tuh! Have him try the menu of the tent stall, at Joko's request. So !"
The following Saturday afternoon, visitors were very crowded since the new tent stalls opened at 16:00. But Joko knows Bambang and his friends. They were the ones guarding Ninuk, when his sister was looking for information about Zahra, Satrio's affair.
" To the next yard, just. Yuk! Ninuk was there with my cousin, Asti!" Joko said while bringing the three friends in through the back door.
There was a wooden bench lined up neatly with a long table. It is usually on this bench that his family and Asti gather.
Ninuk was shocked to see the arrival of Mas Bambang, and the concert was through the back door of the house of Madam Asti.
" Ninuk, huh? I'm pangling, to!" ask another Bambang friend.
Ninuk who had been hijab only answered the greetings of his brother's friends by clenching his palms on the chest
" Yes, I am Ninuk. Mas."
" Nuk, you're ready to drink, there! I want to tell Danu masakin the menu that most visitors like in this tent stall!" said Joko.
" Please! " said Ninuk who had taken out a clear glass jar containing an ice syrup drink . Also a glass and a big plate of cornbread.
The three men enjoyed sitting on the cool side porch. Because the two-story building next to it, had blocked the afternoon sunlight. On the left and right side, the terrace was planted many trees in beautiful pots and some graft trees that were lush.
They rarely get to this area, if not invited by Joko. Before long, Asti came out with a ride to Akbar who had taken an afternoon bath. The baby has been dressed neatly with the smell of telon oil and baby powder.
This side page is quite large. The front is given a canopy for the garage that contains three more cars.
" Mr Asti, huh?"
Call Bambang. The man was stunned when he saw the beautiful face of Satrio's ex-wife who was also young. The simple hijab that wrapped around his head and body instead made him look mannered and gentle.
"'Yes, Assalamualaikum!"
There are Mr. Roh and Mas Yanto who will take care of Akbar. Instead of going to the shop yard which is currently full of visitors. Understand weekly nights.
Before long came two employees of Warung Tenda carrying trays containing food in the form of fried rice seasoning Tek Tek and Soto Simpang three, mix Danu, the famous cook.
From the direction of the stall there Lek No who came with a pot containing Bulek Ratih cuisine.Tengkleng processed with his famous spice. They brought the cuisine directly from Sendang Mulyo village with Lek No's open-air car. He was also assisted by Lek Paijo.
" Wow, this is the best meal you've enjoyed today! "seru Bambang laughed.
They did not dare to smoke after being given understanding by Joko. Because, Akbar rather range with cigarette smoke since newborn.
"I'm still asking for your help, Mbang! Satrio started wandering around this area!"
Mursidi looked at Joko, "Don't that man have married his mistress? Just sorry right now, throw away his son and wife to be replaced with nano-nano candy. Your hatches when, Lur!"
Sohib Bambang explained the details of the wedding at Zahra's former rented house. There are parents from both sides. In fact they were married on the day of the first trial of his divorce with Asti with Satrio.
" The couple still live there?"
" It looks like they're staying at Satrio's official house, huh! . Because Mr. RT has forbidden them to extend the rent of the house. Shortly after, Satrio's superior wife and another woman reported that they were not officially married"
" What is Miss Anggita and Ibu Imelda, huh?" Ninuk said suddenly." Let me ask Asti to ask you that."
" Your cousin was younger and prettier than Satrio's girl! It's stupid Satrio.." Bambang commented.
" Said Mr. Ustadz, if faith is not in line with Imin, yes it is! Surely Zahra is more targeting men who give him more material, no matter if he becomes the third person in the marriage of other women "Obviously Mas Barep the most calm of the riotous trio.
" Hey, Yeah! When my sister went there, she also heard that Zahra was actually a play girl. He was often the source of bickering by male staff and male nurses. Because it likes to seek attention to the men there who often cause misunderstanding!" Mukidi.
" Maybe the ones he was after were the young doctors who had many apprenticeships in that hospital! But because it has got everything from Satrio. So Zahra just wanted to be told by the man to resign from the hospital. Satrio felt their relationship was starting to become known to others, and was more alert!"
"Please watch, Satrio! I'll call you Mr Andang!" Joko whispered in secret.
" He's not an easy guy to bully, Bro! Your father, who is watching? He could not dare to risk his self-esteem, position and job ..." said Barep who is most familiar with the matter.
" In fact, I'm still not satisfied, if I haven't smashed his arrogant face and underestimated the other person!"
They're pensive. Barep who had commented because he knew how Joko's attitude had been, a lot of silence and patience to face her cousin's husband. He only wanted Asti to act alone to decide the matter. Until I had to convince Mother Anggita and Mother Imelda to divorce.
" I'll ask Ipong! He had seen Satrio out of his office on his friend's motorcycle. Satrio also often headed out of town without wearing his uniform."
Joko was used to dealing with such a precarious situation. It's just that he's too lazy to be kind to Mbah Sanjaya's grandson on this one. There has been a lot of information gathered about the black records of Mr. Cahyadi Wibowo's family. Who has been judged by good and brilliant people!
Satrio still enjoys a plate of rice with fried chicken side dishes and a small bowl of vegetable soup and tomato sauce. Cuisine that tastes almost similar to Asti handmade. But for a long time he had never tasted simple but delicious cuisine again. Ever since he got in touch with Zahra almost six months ago.
The two of them, like to meet before Satrio enters the office. For breakfast snacks by buying porridge or rice pecel from traders who sell on the side of the highway in this city. Sometimes meet again in the afternoon or evening after Zahra returns home from shif work in the afternoon.
Suddenly came the figure of the man sitting next to his long chair, enough to make Satrio surprised. Lek No's. Asti's foster father.
" Finish your meal! I'll wait at Asti's house !" Said the man slowly but firmly. Soon he died that long wooden bench and came out and left the rice stall.
It seemed, Lek No had been well informed about his presence around this region. Especially after many people in the area began to know Asti and Lek No family.
After the heritage of Bude Ayu more than twenty years it was abandoned. It was owned by Asti, the niece of Ayu Sulaksmi's mother. Not until this year, on the land that is quite large and very strategically located it stands a two-story house, and a magnificent shophouse on the side of the road intersection of three.
Before long, Satrio came out of the simple stall after paying the price of a plate of rice and a glass of coffee. The man rode his bike, a type of big bike that Hamdani always drives, his colleague. They like to exchange vehicles lately on the wishes of Satrio as well.