Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 78. Mere Plan
Ninuk had completed all his college and exam assignments in the odd semester in mid-December. Although not sitting in college, at least Asti continues to monitor all the development of Ninuk activities on campus. So that his sister is responsible for his choices for the future.
The sweet girl only stayed at her house for two days, in the village of Sendang Mulyo. He stayed more at Asti's house and slept in his dream room upstairs.
Now even began to persuade Asti to take him to the city of Solo or Yogyakarta as a plesiran. Because Ninuk is quite stressed also with a lecture rhythm that is very different from when attending high school.
Joko's youngest sister called it "refreshing". I don't want Asti to finally agree. Moreover, Asti's daily activities are just selling in the market and the sore takes care of Akbar. Until Bulek Ratih also agreed and participated in the traveling event.
Lek No remained in the village with all the business of work in the rice fields. While Joko must keep opening his tent stall which is getting more and more visitors every night.
This is how young people in this suburban area to spend a long night hanging out in a tent stall and enjoy fried rice and a glass of sweet coffee.
" There you help Bu Jum, take care of Akbar's needs first!"
Ninuk refused to dare not at Asti's request. It was a bit of a hassle indeed carrying the baby on the trip this time. In addition to clothes and supplies, in Akbar bags there must be a complete formula milk supply with bottle cleaners and one can of powdered milk with a certain brand. There's a pile of diapers, wipes, drugs and toiletries.
The journey starts on Sunday afternoon. Ninuk remains a navigator aka a road guide. Of course with a phone whose battery is full and adequate internet quota.
They passed the road leading to the city of Solo first. The road that began to be driven and controlled by Asti. Of course, the journey that takes more than an hour is no significant obstacle.
Guess they'll reach the Student's city before Magrib. Because the car is running at a moderate speed. Asti really enjoyed this trip. Of course while memorizing the route for the return trip home tomorrow.
Bu Jum and Bulek Ratih also really enjoy the change of atmosphere, which is different. After seeing the view from the window of the car they were riding in. From various suburbs - small towns that began to wriggle to build their areas.
There are green rice fields on both sides of the road between the city of Surakarta to Klaten. Each village has its own regional characteristics. There is an industrial area with many factories standing along the highway. Also busy employees who are resting or changing shifts.
They stopped at a very famous area, Malioboro. However, they immediately looked for a place to stay not far from the area.
Ninuk's nimble hands immediately opened some friendly homestays or guest houses in the pockets.
After getting her phone number, Asti immediately moves to the homestay.
The inn was quite nice, and there was a parking lot of his car. After bathing and praying Maghrib, then they moved to Malioboro. Akbar was brought with a stroller because the area is famous for its five legs that sell a variety of cheap souvenirs.
The street event was very enjoyed by Ninuk and Bu Ratih who had not stopped by this place for a long time. Even if you have been to this city, just stop for a while. Because Asti only has the need to shop at a famous market, namely Bring Harjo!
As a memento, Ninuk bought batik bags, t-shirts with various writings about Yogyakarta to some funny toys.
Bu Jum is interested in buying scarves and pashmina. Asti also bought several Tote bag made of batik wood for Mbak Ning, Dania, two women at the home of Bulek Ratih, Bu Haji Anissa and Bu Ani. The other neighbors will be bought by-in the form of cakes only. Like a durable and long-lasting bakpia Pathuk.
On their return they stopped at street stalls five trying the typical cuisine of the city, Gudeg and various side dishes complement.
Akbar finished the milk in his bottle. He seemed to want to ask for the food on Asti's plate. The woman did not give it because she gave a lot of sambal to the vegetables on her dinner plate.
They walked - the road in that place, while heading towards the direction of the inn, to immediately rest. However, Ninuk insisted on riding a rickshaw with a motorbike engine to the south square of the palace. Forced Bulek Ratih who must accompany his daughter.
Arriving at the homestay, they prayed Isya and prepared - ready to sleep.
In a room large enough, Asti asked for an extra bed. Because he'll sleep downstairs with Akbar. There are two Single beds and one large bed that can be used for more than two people.
Almost ten o'clock in the night, the room was knocked from outside. There Ninuk and Bulek Ratih come with two bags of crackles containing various food typical of this city.
" Tomorrow we go to Parangtritis, if we have time to stop by Prambanan Temple
before you go home, yeah!" Asti.
" When, take Joko there Lek No, Lek! Let's keep our trip safe."
Tomorrow let Ninuk's rations massage his legs. After it was sorted for a while by Bu Jum. Understand amateur drivers. Just this time he took the car on a long trip like this. It seems that Akbar is happy too. The baby sleeps soundly and does not fuss after spending the milk one bottle.
The trip to the beach that is quite famous, must be taken in approximately 40 minutes. Asti was again given direction by Ninuk with the hape he held. Bu Jum and Bulek Ratih are also quite enthusiastic about visiting the very famous beach, as part of this tourist attraction in Yogyakarta.
The smell of sea water, the sound of the waves and hot air stung with a strong wind that welcomed the arrival of Asti and his entourage at the gate of the tourist spot. After parking the car, they went down together.
They only carry Akbar's bag of supplies and one food crackle that they had bought on the roadside. It turned out that they had to walk a long way again to be able to find a comfortable resting place.
The beach is crowded on Sundays. Full of visitors. They got direction from the lifeguard so as not to swim because the waves there rather large . Ninuk had been bothered when calling his friends.
Maybe the gallery on his phone is full of various photos he took since their trip since yesterday afternoon, until the streets in the square of the palace Kidul which he said full of visitors are also street vendors. Ninuk hasn't had time to test yourself to achieve banyan twins with his eyes closed. The myth states that if you reach into the middle of the banyan tree, everything that the person aspires for will come true.
The girl took Akbar a bit to the beach and got to know the waves the first time. Akbar was a bit scared and excited as his feet got wet with that touch of sea water. For a long time he shouted with excitement every time he saw the waves coming to the beach.
Bu Jum took turns guarding Akbar with Bulek Ratih. On the plastic mat, Asti began to enjoy the provisions they brought. There are a variety of market snacks, several packs of rice and side dishes as well as mineral water and one plastic baby biscuit.
Ninuk continued to take various poses Akbar photos that began to dare to run on the beach. Until Asti sees the arrival of a man who is really beyond his expectations, Mr Leon!
The presence of the man with his clean skin, black glasses With a black singlet shirt, and black pants sepaha quite attracted the attention of the crowd. Especially young women.
" Don't tell me you called Mr. Leon and told him to come here!" Asti Threatens.
Ninuk's face felt innocent in the slightest. "Maybe Mr. Leon saw my post on FB and Instagram. Well, he has a job in Yogyakarta City. So I'm telling you, if you ever hit this beach again. Why did he follow?"