Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 8. The Bude Ayu
Nearly a week Satrio stayed at Lek No's house. Sometimes Bude also did not come to the market because invited to travel Satrio, soowan to some brothers from his mother's side.
In the past, since the KB program was being actively delivered to the community, the descendants of Winangun only have a few children. If not one, then two. So, Mr. Harjo Winangun is an only child. While Bu Sumiarsih, his wife has two brothers and 1 sister.
Atmodjo Darmo's extended family lived and settled throughout the city in Central Java due to official duties or seeking a new market share for business owners. Ms. Sri Sumiarsih was born to parents who have a business making batik cap cloth for the booking of school uniforms or certain institutions.
Lek No relented because his wife participated in the activities of the thin streets. Precisely Bude Ayu who has experience traveling Java-Sumatera while still married to her first husband first.
" This is Lek No. side dish and its rice. If you need coffee or sugar, right?"
Asti's message when Lek No came to the store while carrying two boxes of Asti groceries.
The man relaxed even though it had been five days Bulek Ratih and Bude Ayu had not returned home. It is also possible that Satrio wanted to meet some of his relatives before being placed in a new area of his unity service. He also has not been informed which areas will be placed.
"I'm home, yeah! Coffee and fried bananas are paid for"
" Let me pay, Lek .." Asti persuaded him.
Last week, Lek No got paid from the share of rice fields in the North of the village. The money was given to Bude Ayu, while Lek No part to pay the Ninuk cost and pay LKS for the next semester. She looked envious when mom, Bude Ayu and Mas Satrio looked at her briefly at her hostel that afternoon.
" Mr Asti is not shopping to Yogya or Solo this week?" ninuk asked when Saturday morning he showed up at Bude Ayu's house
" Tuh, the groceries are still piled up!"
Next to the ornamental closet was a pile of two large cardboard boxes. Again Ninuk's face became grim and annoyed.
" Temenin I sell in the market, yes! Later bought ice cendol, Soto cauldron. Hum, especially, huh? "
" I'm a little boy persuaded to buy all ice." replied Ninuk more bete.
" Want to come, won't you?"
" Come along, no mommy is no fun! Same you must be told to keep going. Who makes coffee, cook noodles, to the shop for cigarettes. Tired!"
Along the way, Asti just laughed at the complaints of the teenage girl about her parents, the situation at school is also in the boarding house.
In the store, Ninuk still want to help clean up the groceries that have not all been tidied up. Ninuk also ordered ice cendol, some fried snacks. Only the soto cuisine was not ordered , it was better to eat directly in the stall. Because the soup seger and still hot is the most important thing from the dish.
Be them eating soto cauldron whose stall is across the main street of the market is quite crowded.
The tables in the stalls were quite clean and spacious it was filled with buyers. One of the servants recognized Asti and placed him in the middle. Because the table had just been left by a buyer who had already finished their lunch.
They eat soto with white rice. The portion of Asti rice that was only eaten by half, was eventually spent on Ninuk without any leftovers.
" Ninuk, are you hungry or greedy?"
" Two-two" replied Ninuk. Because he looks full. Ninuk was also somewhat interested in the couple Koko and Cici who ate at the corner table of the stall.
The man continued to look at the beautiful face of Asti who was only swept by thin powder. Though Cici is beautiful next to her making-up perfectly. With embroidered eye brows and long gold earrings.
Her pure white face was getting more and more slim with perfect makeup. She wears a thin blue-flowered-white knee-length dress. Don't look at the price of your bags and shoes! All of these items are usually used by young Indonesian artists today, who always monitor Ninuk from his twitter and Instagram.
Ninuk tapped Asti on the shoulder," Mommy wanted to?"
" Wanted, who?" asti replied calmly.
" Same with the pedicab! " answered Ninuk. Always so, her brother always bowed his head in public places. Especially when talking to men. In addition to following religious teachings, Asti is shy and very careful in acting and acting.
" Diliatin tuh, sama cogan aka handsome guy !"
" Let's say, they have these eyes"
On returning to the store, Ninuk met the couple who also ate cauldron soto in the same stall.
Again the Oppa who uses a short black shirt and black jeans that shows the aura of his manhood. Handsome, clean-skinned with slightly red lips that sometimes hold a smile when his gaze is countered by the Ninuk.
" The Oppa's name is Mas Kusno, huh?"
"Ask by yourself! Kan, you're a girl these days. Not brave?"
" Emoh. Tuh, look at Cici's face that jutek. Atute, ah!"
Asti did not comment on the silliness of the ABG. He began to tidy up the clothes that were hung to put in the store
" Where to snack what else, make a snack at home! If the night out to the stall, will be awaited by Mas Timbul. Isn't it fun?"
Not yet finished his talk, Asti has already got a spoiled pinch from Ninuk. Asti's screams actually attracted the attention of people in the gold shop. Ninuk quickly snatched the fifty thousand money that had been proffered to him.
"Why, Mommy,?" Ask Mbak Rum one of the gold shopkeepers who came out of the store while taking out the trash.
" It's okay, ma'am. My sister wants to wait for it to arise. Well, it's already stuffed!"
Mbak Rum laughed. " So she really wants to wait for the Embossed?"
" Tell his son if he comes. Instead of like om-m Korea mending original products in the country. Ferocious.."
Ninuk dizzy looking for the whereabouts of Madam Asti. Because the door of the rolling door of the store is closed. While in front of the store there is her brother's favorite plastic shopping bag that every morning contains a warm ginger wedang made by her mother.
" Ah, you're Ninuk? Asti took the bike in the back. Do you like it to arise?"
" Likes? that means..."
Rum is still babbling.
" Yes, ABG's child will now dare to go against the tide with the views of others. But Mas Arise is not a criminal act, you are not afraid?"
Ninuk was more confused by the talk of the gold shopkeeper who at length explained the negative things that teenagers like to do today.
" Want to go home, right? " ask Asti while bringing her body motor closer to where Ninuk is standing.
" Yes will... Uh, mbak thanks for the info. Mbak fit you know if you can get advertising from stomach pain medication. Pas!" Ninuk shouted at the Mbak who had given him a lecture in the afternoon.
Asti understands, there must be an age gap and information between Ninuk and Mbak Rum who really likes to advise others.
While feeling the afternoon breeze, Asti and Ninuk were still chatting for a while along the way. The motor is not running too fast.
" Sir, when did Bude Ayu's mother come home?"
" Don't know yet. Even Bude Widyati told us to go to Purwokerto."
"Corn, Ma'am. Come on!" Ninuk answered enthusiastically.
" Snitch, you want to get scolded by your father, later !"
Ninuk's face was disappointed. For Lek No education is number one. During this time, he was willing to work hard to finance the school of his children. Although his eldest son, Joko has worked. But some of his salary was used for living expenses during his work and stay in Semarang.
That night, Ninuk again carried his favorite pillow and blue blanket. Signs he's going to sleep in this house and a bed with him. Surely Asti must be prepared - ready for another leg war.
Ninuk's sleeping style was already like a spinning top. Same with the daily ABG girl who is noisy, rame and can not be silent.
" The calf!" That's how Joko made her sister who every day storms like tornadoes. Precisely when he was a baby Ninuk got exclusive breast MILK from Bulek Ratih, until he was 2 years old. Even Asti, who is only 3 months old, has been given formula milk since her mother returned to Banjarmasin because her parents were devastated. Asti is calm, calm and patient.