Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 61. When They Meet
Akbar only recovered from his fever and cold two days ago. The kid's kind of hard to eat right now. So it looks thinner. But said Bu Jum, Akbar was "making his body lightly" that term, because Akbar will increase his intelligence.
Sure enough, the boy had begun to be uncomfortable in his baby Walker, for too long. The baby began to climb up to the bench, the table also crept on the wall of the middle room.
One more thing, the boy now does not want to be far from Asti. Her mother had just returned from the market. All day there, met a lot of people. Not rest yet, and change your clothes.
" Take Mom later, huh? Mom change clothes first. Nih, it smells asem!"abby remained at his feet. Bu Jum did not want to be heard either. Especially looking. Akbar was crying loudly. Forced Asti immediately carried his son to be brought into his room. Stay with the clothes that he had been wearing all day at the market.
Before long, Akbar fell asleep in Asti's arms. Asti got out of that bed, got into the bathroom. While washing the feet and hands also replace the game with a loose batik negligee.
Akbar's eyes opened, as Asti entered his room. The baby certainly feels that his mother left him, even if only for a moment.
" Want to bob again, huh? Dedek can't be spoiled. I'll make money for Dedek's school later!"
Asti again patted Akbar's ass to fall asleep while talking. Tired today, quite amused by the promise of Akbar today. This sense of self has meaning to life and interest for others.
" Mr Ning, please help take care of Akbar as well, yes!" asti Pinta. Every time he went to the market in the morning.
Since there was Satrio who silently observed Akbar, Asti became afraid! He forbade Bu Jum to bring Akbar to the shophouse again. But they could not do much, if the child was carried Lek No or Joko to a tent stall and played there.
That afternoon, Asti was already feeling uncomfortable. So I plan to go home faster. Actually the distance of the market to his house which is now not up to four kilometers away. But Asti is a bit lazy, back and forth from home to the market back to home again. Because the traffic flow in the intersection is very dense during the day.
Asti was worried about his heart, when he saw a white pajero stop right in front of the fence of his house. The gate was a little open. Asti's mind has branched off, not because. Until he turned his bike right in front of the stopped car.
Just as Asti got off his bike, a man appeared at the gate. It seemed that he was trying to close the door so as not to open it too wide.
The man's clean face looked handsome with his black glasses. His body is tall, a little thin. The dress is a short-sleeved shirt with white and yellow stripes combined with brown pants.
" I'm sorry, what's wrong, sir?" ask Asti.
" There's a baby with his baby Walker out of the house onto the street. I'm afraid something happened so stop in front of here."
" Akbar?"
Akbar seemed to be moving very quickly behind the man. They were both surprised. Asti shook, then grabbed Akbar from the tool and carried him
" Mrs Jum!"
The woman called never came. There seems to be something that makes the people in this house invisible to anyone in front of the house.
" Thank you, sir! This is my son. There's usually a nanny looking after him, if I stay at the market."
Asti rubbed Akbar's head that felt hot, because it was too long under the hot sun. The boy smiled happily at his mother's arrival.
" It's okay, the important thing is that this kid doesn't walk outside the fence anymore,"
the man said again." Although this road is not too crowded, but many bikers who often speed through here."
The man's hand rubbed Akbar's head. " I'm Leon Narendra Murti! I just finished overseeing a housing development project at the end of the village there. His intention was to find lunch. When I saw this kid sliding fiercely out of this open gate."
" Let's go inside, sir! I'm Asti. Maybe Madam Ning has prepared lunch, inside the house. Please if you want to try the cuisine of the village."
The man was riding Akbar again because Asti had to put her motorbike into his yard. Then Asti opened the fence rather wide, so that Mr. Leon can also park his car in the garage of his house.
Before long appeared Ms. Ning, Bu Jum and Mas Yanto. Maybe they heard the sound of a car coming into the front garage
Bu Jum's face paled. He momentarily forgot his duties and responsibilities towards the baby
Akbar.
" What's up, Mrs Jum? Until the gate is not closed, Akbar slid into the street, lo!"
" Allahu Akbar! Yes, Gusti... In front of Asti's room was a snake! So we all panicked." Said Bu Jum half scared half confused.
" Where's the lesson?"Maam
" I killed you, Mom! Probably coming in from the side garden." Mas Yanto.
They realized when there was a handsome-looking man standing behind Asti. " This is the man who helped Akbar."
" I'm sorry, Mom! I forgot to close the gate again, while looking for bamboo. But it wasn't Akbar in the house?" Mas Yanto was even more confused.
"Yes, it's okay. Already cooked for lunch, Sister Ning?"
" Ready, Ma'am!"
" Please, Sir! Ms. Ning had already prepared everything on the table," Asti said.
Akbar did not want to come down from the man's sling again which brought him into the house. Especially when persuaded Mbok Jum. The eleven-month-old baby may miss the warmth and affection of the man's firm embrace.
" Akbar would like some milk, wouldn't he?" persuade Asti.
Akbar's eyes were also sleepy. Finally the boy wanted to carry her. Asti immediately gave Akbar to Bu Jum.
The man sat on the living room bench while enjoying the glass of ice water he had asked Mbak Ning.
Indeed the housing development project at the end of the village there is very hot. Because there is a very large rice field and also the residential population that is being destroyed is leveled with various heavy equipment. There are no big trees to shade. The area has also been vacant for a long time, since residents moved in after getting proper compensation.
" Come, Sir ! Try some simple cooking at home. Later Mas Yanto will eat, yes!"
At the dining table there are various cuisines. There are clear vegetables spinach with corn, mangut catfish, tempeh and tofu bacem, crackers and tomato sauce.
Mr. Leon saw Akbar did not want to be separated from his mother since Asti came. Until the baby was lying in his wooden crib while drinking his milk in the bottle.
All Akbar's equipment is outside the room. Precisely in the form of a corridor that connects between rooms, between bathrooms. Next to the box was a tall shelf, containing all the needs of the baby. From various clothes, talc, toys and drugs.
" I'm sorry, Sir. I need to change clothes first. I was accompanied by a meal by my family. Please!" asti said politely.
The man subconsciously looked at Asti who left the kitchen to return to his room. Ms. Ning ate with Mas Yanto. They talk slowly sometimes. Bu Jum joined after believing Akbar had fallen asleep in his crib.
Almost half an hour Asti was in his room. He had a short shower, before changing clothes and ablution.
" Mr Asti didn't eat?" ask Ms. Ning. The woman had already taken the plate and spoon for her master.
" Later, Ma'am! There was a blessing to the store. So it's still full."
Asti opened the refrigerator and took out a plastic bowl containing pieces of papaya and melon.
It turned out that Mr. Leon really enjoyed the simple cooked lunch. He's coming a little more. Mas Yanto ate voraciously. Asti has long prohibited the man who is still connected to the family with Bulek Ratih from buying food in the stall. Just eat at home with a makeshift menu, so that the salary can be given to his mother who is old and not working at home in the village.
Now Mas Yanto and some workers at the tent stall often join in eating at Asti's house. Because Lek No always send rice rations to Asti's house every two weeks. For Asti is just a simple vegetable and side dish, he can provide enough cuisine for all those who live and work in this house.
"Sir Leon is looking for lodging, Ma'am! Because he just came from Jakarta this morning!" Mas Yanto Report.
Asti was confused too. In the crossing area between small cities in Central Java, there is no lodging, let alone adequate hotels.But Asti knows, Mr. RT certainly does not mind accommodating one guest only, but Asti knows, it was big and there were lots of empty rooms.
" Try asking Mr. RT Sambodo, can not one empty room used for staying overnight. Of course there is a reward if a decent room is prepared!"
Sure enough, Ms. Ani wants to rent out her room. Because the children of Mother RT were working in another city. Most also the child went home, when there is a vacation or long holiday only.
" Thank you, Madam Asti!" tell that guy.
He picked up one small suitcase, and an expensive sling bag from his Pajero sport. Asti allowed the man to leave the car in his garage. Because the home page of the RT pack is quite spacious, but not fenced. So it is less to guarantee the safety of Mr. Leon's car which is still Gress and quite expensive. The man was escorted by Mas Yanto to the house of Mr. RT.