Kampung Kembang
Chapter 15

Nightfall.

In forest.

A group of people in Dutch army clothes were walking around sneaking through the forest area. Each of them carried a rifle.

"Baas, is het waar dat hij dit bos in vluchtte?"

(Boss, is it true that he escaped into this forest?)

Ask one of those standing behind him who speaks Dutch.

"Ik weet het niet. Maar het belangrijkste is dat we ernaar moeten blijven zoeken totdat we het hebben gevonden."

(I don't know. But the most important thing is that we have to keep looking for it until we find it.)

Reply to the person walking in front of him who is referred to as the boss.

They kept walking through the forest.

*****

Next day.

The Rose house.

The young man officially has the name Munir. Both parents of Roses continue to call him by the name Munir.

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On terrace.

Roses are pounding coffee. Munir came out to him shortly.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm making coffee. Do you want coffee?" Rose Bar. Munir nodded.

"Wait a minute! Coffee's on the mash first."

"May I help you?" Munir offered his help.

"No need! Just take a break." Prevent Roses.

"You always tell me to rest. I am healed! You don't worry. Quickly give me the wand!" Munir's words forced. The rose immediately looked at Munir's annoyance while shaking his head.

"Yes, it's been mashed! If I'm tired, I'll just rest."

"Just calm! I will not be tired. I am strong." Munir. The rose returned Munir's words with a smile and went back inside.

Munir immediately pounded the coffee with a stick. Before long the rose came out while tapping the basket he used to pluck tea leaves.

"Kang Munir, I want to go pick tea leaves first huh. If the coffee is completely powdered. I will go to the garden."

"Good!" Munir. The rose went straight to the tea garden.

*****

After arriving at the tea garden.

Roses directly do their daily activities by picking tea leaves. When Roses were busy picking tea leaves, Rama came to him.

"Roses!"

"Master Rama!"

"Why yourself? Where are Dahlia and Melati?"

"I don't know where they both are, sir." Answer Roses.

"Surely they're late again!" Rama said grunted in annoyance.

"Rose, has that person been named?" Further asked.

"Already sir! My father gave him a name. Her name is Munir." Answer Roses.

"Muneret?" Rama immediately frowned.

"Yes sir! I feel that name doesn't match him. But my father and mother insisted on naming him by that name. Do you have a better name idea and one that suits the young man." Curse the Roses in a slightly upset tone while asking for advice. Rama immediately chuckled.

"In my opinion, the name is suitable for the name of the people in this village. What matters is that he has a name." Advice Rama. Roses nodded. Munir is coming soon.

"Roses, I've pounded the coffee."

Munir was surprised to see Rama with the Rose.

"Rama!" Munir looked down respectfully. The rose immediately nudged Munir.

"Master Rama!" The rose whispered.

"Ah sorry, lord Rama!" Munir's words confirmed his words.

"So your name is now Munir?" Rama asked Munir again.

"Alright, from now on, Munir has become a part of the people of this village." Rama.

"Good sir."

"Oh yeah, it just so happens that my dad is in need of your help to clean the yard. Munir, can you come to my house now?"

"Can sir! But I don't know where the master's house is?"

"Oh yeah, looks like you've never been to my house. Then come with me." Rama hurried away.

"Good!" Munir Pungkas. Then he went with Rama. Before leaving, Munir stared at the Rose for a moment and left.

After they passed away, Roses resumed their activities of picking tea leaves. Before long Dahlia and Melati came up to him while patting him on the shoulder.

"Brachre!!!" They startled the rose from behind while laughing.

"You guys, just surprise me."

"We thought you weren't coming." Jasmine.

"I'm definitely coming. Who said I wouldn't come? And you guys, did you just come?" Ask the Roses.

"We've been here since 6am!" Dahlia.

"From morning? But why am I seeing you now?"

"Yes, it's because you came late. So you just saw us. And we just saw you." Sergey Dahlia.

"Where have you guys been?"

"We were told by Mr. Arifin to harvest rice first." Answer again Dahlia.

"After we're done, we're back here again." Timpal Jasmine.

"oh so."

"Why did you come too late for the rose? You don't usually come that late." Ask again Dahlia began to interrogate him.

"So early in the morning, I was looking for firewood and coffee beans first, after coming home I mashed the coffee beans first."

"oh, it's worth it to be late." Dahlia with her cynical eyes.

"Next time you can't be late again. If you get caught by Lord Rama, you will be angered." Tegur Dahlia, the Rose immediately chuckled.

"No way!"

"Eh War, where's the young man?" Melati asked with her eyeballs looking around.

"He was going to the house of Lord Arifin with Lord Rama." Answer Roses.

"Oh yes, from now on the young man already has a name." Continue telling.

"What's his name?" Ask Dahlia and Melati together.

"Name Munir."

"Munirr??" Dahlia and Melati stared at each other in shock.

*****

Arriving at the home of Mr. Arifin.

Mr. Arifin came out with the help of his staff, he walked up to Munir who had arrived in front of his house.

He had delivered Munir to his father. Rama immediately rushed back to meet the Rose again and completed his duties in handling the farmers.

"Son, please remove all the grass in this yard. The grass is so long, I don't want any snakes in my yard." Said lord Arifin reigning.

"Okay sir!" Munir rushed to pluck the weeds that were in the yard of Mr. Arifin's house with a koret.

A few moments later, came some men who were residents around to the house of Mr. Arifin.

They came with hundreds of fish carried in carts.

"What'sthis? Why did you bring back the fish?" Asked Mr. Arifin surprised.

"Sorry sir! We can no longer sell in the city, because the city is currently insecure sir."

"It's not safe why?"

"There is a massacre going on in the city. We're here trying to escape the massacre. If we stay there, we won't survive."

"What, slaughter?" Mr. Arifin was immediately shocked to hear it.

Munir who heard the conversation between Mr. Arifin and his workers was immediately shocked to hear it, even he stopped first plucking the grass.

...*****...

...Seriate....