Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 81. Everyday Life
The women were still sitting on a sofa bench or on a thick carpet held in the middle room. The television they were watching was turned off.
"Pak Ustad Jauhari, very good, ma'am! To come all the way here just to help Madam Asti!"
" That's how people who have high religious knowledge, always help people selflessly! " bulek Ratih said clarifying the young Mr. Ustadz's goal. The woman then looked at Asti's face for a long time. " Asti are you still thinking about this?"
" I've been trying so hard to deal with all this, Bulek. Want to be back again, which has happened. Well, thats. Perhaps this is the destiny and provision of God that I must live! " She said slowly. "But to my astonishment, in advanced times like this. There are still people who use black magic to destroy others!"
They all fell silent. Especially after hearing the rush behind the house. The sign of the tent stall has begun to be tidied up and closed. The more days and nights just close the stall. More and more people came to the stall which was opened until ten o'clock at night.
" Give all this to Allah, Asti. Precisely a lot of good people who are also always willing to help Asti!" Said Bu Jum who was following along also speaking.
Usually, Akbar's nanny sleeps at least nine hours a night. It was now almost 23:00, for some reason the middle-aged woman's eyes grew wide open, being very interested in the various events that happened in this family.
Ninuk was contemplating. "I want to know the reason for Zahra's mother not staying at the official house, Mas Satrio. What sin would he get after doing such a heinous act? Play pellet husband people! Let me ask Mas Susanto, yes. Ma?"
" No Ninuk! The man was busy with his efforts. It's not like we are women, always like to know other people's business!" Prevent Asti.
Everyone is ready - ready for bed. Bulek Ratih will sleep with Ninuk in the room upstairs. Bu Jum also chose to sleep in the other room there. Once he realized his fear was useless.
Even Mr. Spirit alone, often napping there. Just by sticking out a thin mattress. After working hard, take care of the garden as well as the wild garden next to Asti's house. Lest any snakes or other wild animals enter the house.
Of course, the room and the rooms on the top floor are safer. Maybe all this time he made Mbak Ning sleep uncomfortable because he slept in his bed that was not too wide. Because Ms. Ning was the first person to work in this house, and got a room next to Asti's room.
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" Will you go back to the village? Tumben.." by Ninuk . Because he saw that morning, his mother was busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast. Ma'am Ning's help.
" Want to be delivered, Asti. Later! All weekly shopping in the sub-district market."
" Come!" ninuk screams fast. She immediately prepared to go upstairs to her room, after finishing her breakfast.
He was afraid that too long changing clothes and dressing up would be left behind. Because he was alone at home during this semester break. Without any activity. Just yesterday he had to force Mbak Asti to rest for a moment. Because Madam Asti was busy selling in the market every day.
Mr. Spirit had already finished sweeping the backyard and taking out the trash coming from the tent stall. The middle-aged man had breakfast on the side terrace with Mas Yanto and two employees of Joko Warung Tenda.
"I brought your car, Asti. If you want to take me home!" Pinta Joko who that morning had taken a bath, dressed neatly and fragrant. Like a famous restaurant entrepreneur!
Asti handed over the keys to his car, after seeing Joko who was intending to drive his mother back home. Surely the car this time used Mas Danu again, to see the old man in the opposite village. Usually Mas Danu used Joko's car to bring his father to medical regularly to the puskesmas in his village.
" Wear stroller?" joko asked when he saw Bu Jum carrying the object into the trunk. " Just keep going, Akbar is big, right?"
Asti looked at his son who was being carried by Ninuk. Even though he can walk, Akbar often asks for a sling if he feels tired. Asti was sorry to see Bu Jum who was often tired of carrying Akbar, because his son's weight continued to grow, since he was over a year old.
Ninuk sat in front, next to the driver. He even held Akbar. So the passengers can be transported all in and sit sweetly in the middle bench.
The market is quite crowded ahead of the school holidays this afternoon. Ninuk entered the shopping market with his mother. Joko who was carrying Akbar immediately headed for the market backyard. He reasoned to want to taste the cuisine at Warung Yu Yemi which provides a lot of delicious home-cooked food.
Though Asti knew, Joko stayed away from Dania in such a way. Just to show that he is just being nice to others. So he no longer wants to give excessive hope and attention to Asti's Muslim clothing store keeper.
It seems that Joko is starting to learn to behave and give distance. All the goodness during this time was to appreciate the girl who still had a kinship with her mother.
Bu Jum was forced to get in the car because Akbar was crying. The baby did not want to be abandoned by Ninuk or Joko. Moreover, his Grandmother, Bulek Ratih who is very dear to him. The car moved out of the market towards the village of Sendang Mulyo.
Dania's face looked gloomy, as she watched Joko leave in a very ordinary manner. Even impressed flat. Asti pretended not to see it. At three o'clock in the afternoon Joko will pick him up to go home.
The rush to face the buyer distracts Asti for a moment. Let Dania learn to face life from now on. It's better like this, to feel the pain of a love you can't have. Rather than her being crushed by the bitter reality, because it was not the woman Satrio loved. So that the bond of marriage and the presence of a child, still destroyed by the presence of another woman.
" Mom! that's Mas Joko already coming to pick up!" Call Dania.
Watch out for the eyes of this virgin! Asti has also entered all the money deposit sales this week from Dania. He would shop in the city to buy trinkets for various purposes for hijab women from the top of the hair to socks.
" I'm staying, yeah. Nia! Lock the shop well. In that crackle bag there was a little by-by us from Yogyakarta yesterday!"
Asti purposely did not tell Dania. In addition there is a little food, two long-sleeved shirts with the words Gudeg City. There was also an envelope filled with money in return for her because of Dania's honesty in making reports and keeping the sales money meticulously.