Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 89. First Day of the New Year
Time passed, the sound of firecrackers and people gathered attracted the attention of the neighbors. Especially the fathers - fathers who also intend to fill this long night by chatting and gathering together.
Soon, Bulek Ratih issued a variety of foods that are still widely available at the dining table.
" Thank you, Mom!" said the gentlemen while taking the cakes . Until Bu Jum brought a tray containing one hot pot of coffee and several cups.
Lek No who already knew Mr. Sambodo, a neighbor in front of Asti's house who became the chairman of RT joined them.
The other fathers were unable to resist when brought by Ms. Ning heavy food. The woman was carrying a rice container and two bowls of bells containing Tengkleng and Tongseng. Ninuk put down the plate and spoon.
Mr. Spirit got two other large woods and added to the fireplace used for burning satay. The fire from the wood was bright.
The tent shop clerk and two full-fledged assistants of Mr. Leon joined the conversation while smoking on a long bench. While Mr. RT and the other neighbors enjoyed the dishes that were quite hit on their tongues, the famous cuisine of Bu Ratih.
From inside the room, Asti came out carrying a used diaper and an empty milk bottle. The young woman did not realize that in the corner of the room there was Mr. Leon who was still engrossed in struggling with the hape accompanied by Joko.
The man saw Asti busying himself throwing various food scraps and garbage from the dishwasher. He tidied the kitchen table and the dining table.
Until Asti was surprised to see the figure of Joko and Mr. Leon there. " Not sleeping yet, Asti? Is Akbar fussy?"
The rebuke from Joko resuscitated him. " A little while. Where's the train?"
" The neighbors even came after knowing Mr. Cakra and Dimas lit a firecracker. So mom prepared food in the side garden."
Want to not want to, Asti so out to see the situation. Sure enough, there were more than ten men sitting around by the impromptu fireplace. The neighbors were eating served by Bu Jum and Mbak Ning.
" Let's Madam Asti!" reprimand Mr. Sembodo, when he saw Asti approaching his neighbor.
" Monggo, Sir. Sorry food is just potluck. Not a planned event.. "
" Yes, a good rame Ma'am. In here! Usually also quiet. How happy it is if there are trucks and containers passing by." Replied Mr. Rudi, who also knew Asti. The man was carrying his plate which was already filled with rice and hot tongseng.
Asti saw Bu Jum, serving the fathers to eat. The atmosphere of the side yard is getting crowded. This is how the villagers celebrate the turn of the year.
" Come, Mr. Leon, Joko. I'll rest first!"
" Please!" Answer Mr. Leon. Joko was checking the phone from a friend. They finally joined the side yard even though the night air was getting colder.
Asti fell asleep for a while. He was looking at Mr. Leon. Why did he not return to Semarang? His family is mostly in town. Akbar woke up for a while. Asti rubbed his son's head. She had calmed down and rarely cried now. After waking up before dawn, Asti did some rakaat Sunnah prayer.
His hapeenya began to chant the dawn. Asti gets up, takes a shower and performs the two rakaat fardhu prayers. As he exited the room, the sight in the middle room somewhat shocked him. There is Lek No and Joko who sleep on the floor with a spare folding mattress. Perhaps they slept even more late so they did not hear the morning dawn that resounded almost 10 minutes ago.
" Lek No! Yoko! Wake up, it's dawn!"
Asti's voice woke them up. Before long Bu Jum and Mbak Ning also woke up from the next room.
" Lek, really. On sleeping here?"
Joko looked at Asti with a very sleepy face. " We talked until the early morning. Mr. Leon and the assistant slept in the upstairs room. Mas Danu and some of the officers in the tv room. You're right here. It's warmer!"
Until Asti realized the sound of heavy rain when opening the door of the house on the right. Maybe because of the rain that finally, the fathers disperse and return to their homes.
" Asti can I sleep in your room with Akbar? Father, if his sleep cannot be silent. Where to snore again! " Omel Joko is prolonged.
" Hey, get there. Morning prayers first. Daytime hunting!" Asti Tegur.
" Yes, Asti's chatty!"
" Dh, well told. Grumble. Less burnt until last night, huh?"
Asti not heard Joko who immediately went to the bathroom for ablution. Now he has to wake Lek No. But he saw Ninuk had also descended from the second floor.
Waduh, the way Ninuk woke Lek No instead shouted - shouting loudly. Asti shook his head. It was not that Ninuk was very spoiled and liked to get attention with his father! So, he headed to the kitchen and prepared breakfast from the rice that was still left a lot last night.
" What cooking, Ma'am?"
Mr. Leon's heavy voice shocked Asti. Almost 30 minutes he processed a variety of food that was still excess last night in the refrigerator. There's chicken satay, grilled fish. So he just cooked the fried rice, and processed the side dishes with simpler spices such as gurame sweet sour sauce, as well as meat oseng .
" Fried rice, sir. We'll eat the same for breakfast."
Bu Jum and Mbak Ning had also woken up. They wash dishes, and set the dining table. Fried rice is placed in a large glass bowl. Last night's dishes have become a different new cuisine. The plates are stacked high, the cups are stacked on plastic trays. She also counted 14 adults in this house with one baby.
Finish preparing breakfast. Asti processed food for Akbar, from rice porridge mixed with vegetables, milk formula is ready in the bottle until fruit juice in another bottle stored in the refrigerator.
"' Come on, sir, please have breakfast first. Table is limited if we eat together, there!" Tawar Asti is polite.
Lek No had already moved to Ninuk's room above. He was still very sleepy because he had just slept at 03:00 in the morning. Because of the fun of talking to Mr. RT.
Mr. Leon ate together with Bulek Ratih, Ninuk and Asti. Sister Ning is still busy making warm sweet tea on another big teapot.
" Good fried rice, Mr. Leon. Asti's mom is cooking! Add it sir, don't be shy!" Ninuk said like promoting an advertisement.
Leon sir smiled. He did enjoy the taste of fried rice that was different from what he used to eat at Warung Tenda. The taste of fried rice is lighter but delicious. Moreover, coupled with pickled cucumber and cut chicken oseng.
Before long Joko came out while holding Akbar who just woke up. She's not crying. But do not want to come down from Joko's lap.
" Mom's shower, Dek?"
"Snake!" reject Akbar. " Ama Om!"
Ninuk laughed amusedly. Let her brother bother taking care of Akbar this morning.
" Bath the shower too! Smells shit!"
Joko grunted annoyedly. " Why the hell, the young lady in this house is so on a fuss. Not you, Asti! It's bad!"
Ninuk glared irritatedly. " Maybe another with Mbak Almira's nagging. Wus, barely audible..."
" What did you say?" ask Joko loudly.
" Hey, what's going on? Joko you from yesterday is already weird! Are we bothering you?" Asti's words eased a fight between them.
Joko. Moreover, he also saw the eyes of his father and mother who did not like the actions he made on the first morning of the new year .
" Mad, I've been from two days ago to Yogyakarta the same Dimas. Because meeting business friends. Buy firecrackers and fireworks in that town ." Said Mr. Leon kalem.
" Year morning, Mas Joko saw Mbak Almira being hugged by a guy near Rambe Market. Well, that's how..." Mas Danu said withstanding the amused taste. " His person is nearby, don't want to be frank if he likes it. When piggybacked by another guy, so jealous. sister and Ma'am Asti get angry, deh!"
Asti was surprised by the information conveyed by Mas Danu. Of course he believes in the chef of the tent stall, because Joko is very familiar with his friend this one.
" It's been Bulek, quickly lamar Mbak Almira, later if married to another man, Joko is heartbroken.." Asti Whisper. Even though people also heard Asti's words.
Soon he took Akbar outside the house. Because Bu Jum had prepared a meal for his son in a small bowl with a plastic glass filled with drinking water.
" Worthy, Mas Joko was angry continuously from yesterday. Ha, huh!" said Bu Jum slowly." The neglected love!"
" Difficult, Mbok. Joko is a bit inferior. Especially if you like a girl, do not dare to express her feelings. Until Mr. Leon doesn't feel good on his own, so tell me that...."
" Yes, let Asti . I am so sure, if Mr. Leon has the same serious intention, Ma'am. Defend to remain in this deserted village, even though he could be a new year with his parents and family in Semarang."