SAWMILL
187. INSIDE THE FORTRESS
“Sometimes their leaders if the morning is also a walk, all sunbathing morning mbah..”.
“Oh so mbak... uh we both want to go there...to want to meet a kind person it mbak”.
“It could be Mbah Uti, maybe it's better to go there it's morning like this, because there is still not too hot”
“Means we take a taxi mbak?.. but unfortunately we do not hold money at all mbak”
“Tenang aja mbah Uti.. maids in this house is always held more money, lingona money for important purposes-essential” said the housekeeper who looks good just this.
“Yo wis mbak.. try I think first, we have breakfast first lya mbak”.
The housekeeper who spoke to me back to the kitchen, now I and Agus can discuss going there without being with Mr. Panat.
“Wouldn't you wait for Pakatan?”
“Tina kok less trust with pak Panat ya mas.. it feels Tina kepinin to there only now mas, all streets”.
“If waiting for Pak Panat clear over time mas, besides if with Pak Panat, we can not be free mas. it is good we go there now mas, mumpung still morn”.
“Atau gini aja mbak Tina. we do not make difficult helpers here are afraid they will get angry Mr. Panat for letting us go there with him”.
“We better borrow money from them and we go there alone mbak”
“Iya mas, I agree aja mas…. Bentar TIna will call them mas”
“Means we recklessly yes this mas later if Pakat comes we say what?”
“Bilang aja kelamaan kalau harus nunggu pak Pangat datang, kita butuh informasi secepat mungkin, dan kita berhutang uang ke pembantu rumah tangga disini”
I called a housekeeper called Mba Tun, who had offered me to invite to the Chinese settlement which was like a fortress.
After I spoke and I convinced myself that Agus and I would be safe when we went to San, the housekeeper finally let us go.
I also borrowed money from both of them…. Hehehe the same money that circulates in our nature, the difference is only money here physical condition is not good.
The housekeeper, who is usually called Mbak Tun, also helped us call a taxi so we had no trouble getting a vehicle to get there.
“Mbah Uti...then when you want to go home, near there is a taxi base as well, or Mbah Uti ask for help to guards who guard in front of the alley into the village was”
“Iya mbak Tun.. later we will find out for ourselves, just relax mbak Tun, just don't worry about us, later if pak Panat comes, say we both go to the village china”
Taxis have arrived.We walked slowly with the help of taxi drivers and mbak Tun to get into the taxi.
At first the taxi driver was hesitant to take us to the destination, maybe he saw the condition of me and mas Agus who had to be led to get into the car.
But after I explained that we would be fine, the taxi driver finally understood.
The taxi car that we ride in is a tax in the 80s without air conditioning hehehe, maybe at this time there is no air pollution, and the natural conditions here are not too hot.
“Mbah-mbah this on going to China?” ask a taxi driver who may be in his 40s
“Iya.. We want to go there” replied mas Agus
“Sorry Mbah.. is no one there, fear of anything happening with these mbah later”
“Ten easy.. We are both healthy and will be safe, besides me and my wife this is just like going for a walk together, considering our youth both mas hehe”
“Iya mbah..true word of this mbah, sometimes people who are already underestimated by the young, but for us young this does not mean to underestimate, but for us, but we intend to protect mbah-mbah so that nothing happens hehehe”
“Iya mas.. but they are excessive, even though our condition is fine... oh yes, later drop us in front of the entrance alley mas” said mas Agus.
Taxis are getting closer to the building in the form of a fortress, because on our left there is a wide river, maybe a few more km we will arrive at a building that looks like a fortress.
Not long after this taxi slowed down because across the river there was a building that resembled a fortress…until finally the taxi stopped in front of a bridge that connects between the big road and the entrance guarded by two people.
“Mbah.. I lower in front of this bridge only yes, uh for the road there is no problem right mbah?”
“Iya mas.. no problem.. just relax mas, don't worry about us both”.
The taxi had left us, now that Agus and I were at the end of the bridge. We had to walk across the bridge to get to the entrance to the Chinese village..
“Mas..We are regular road or keep limped?”
“Hehehe we are grandfather and Grandma, yes must be limped path dong and remember we must call with the title of grandfather and grandmother ya”
“Iyaaa keeeeeek”
Mas Agus took me with him, I and Mas Agus walked slowly across the bridge,
The way our road is still tunuk may have been seen by one of the guards at the entrance of the village of China, so one of them approached us who are still in the middle of the bridge.
“Where is this granny grandfather going?” ask him kindly
“We want nostalgia into there naaaak” replied mas Agus with a brick voice
“Iya naaak, we are still healthy, we want nostalgia to there, hopefully our memories are both still sharp about what is in there”
“This granny grandfather does no one accompany?” ask again
“Hehehehe..uhuk..uhuk... deliberately we do not want to be accompanied by son, we want nostalgia alone, and we are fine nak” replied mas Agus while coughing
“Oh amazing cake.. let me help cake nek...”.
“No need to kid... you go back to work, let us both enjoy what we used to enjoy here uhuk uhuk uhuk” said mas Agus
“Alright then cake... uh I will tell the manager inside to help grandfather and grandmother if need help inside sana”.
The young Chinese guard then walked a bit quickly to the guard post, then what I saw, he contacted someone using a rotary lift telephone.
I held the arm of Mas Agus tightly, and we tried to synchronize the footsteps of the two of us so as not to precede each other.
“Mbak Tina.walk quietly and slowly do not try to precede or hurry, we are parents who can not walk quickly” whispered mas Agus
“Nandi inside we find a place to sit mbak, when we sit, we can rest our back so as not to hurt”
There were about three minutes we crossed the bridge which was longer than the river behind the saw house.
Mas Agus deliberately slowed his footsteps and shook his hand like a tremor, to be more animating as a very old person.
When we arrived at the guard post, the two guards smilingly let us inside.
The two of them led us until we were in a building that could be said to look like a fortress.
Once we were inside, the two guards returned to his post again.
“Mas... This place is amazing”
“Iya mbak.. we kayak is in a village with a different atmosphere to the one out there”
“Iya mas..then what should we do now mas?”
“I don't know mbak hehehe, I'm still trying to think this”
“Mas, there in front of us is a garden, there are some wooden chairs under the tree mas, we can sit there first mas”
Agus and I sat on a wooden chair watching what was in front of us in amazement, when I entered, the first thing that was seen was the garden in the middle.
A park that seems to be used as a welcome welcome for everyone who comes and enters this area.
The park is not too big and oval in shape with a large banyan tree in the middle, and there are several other trees on the edge of this park.
Several wooden benches were placed under each tree, and some of them were occupied by people who did not seem to be natives here.
On the outside of this oval-shaped garden, surrounded by beautiful paths, roads made of stone are arranged and then destroyed so that it seems smooth this road.
The path that is only about three to four meters wide is actually wide enough also for humans and vehicles to pass.
But it seems there is no such thing as a vehicle that is milling about. because there are only people who are walking casually while looking at the shops lined up.
And it seems that those who are walking are not residents here because their faces do not show Chinese faces.
On the side of the road there are shops and shops selling everything from groceries, groceries to snacks and heavy meals.
On the road that surrounds this park is the end of several roads that go deeper. I can't predict which way that's going.
Because now I and mas Agus are very much around the park, and the shops are located on the side of the road that surrounds the park.
“Mbak .. I think we should take a walk to the road that goes there-there it”
“Iya mas, but we do not know the road that leads to mana”
“We just wait here first mbak. I'm sure on the road that enters it must be a lot of roads that spread around sana”
“Iya mas.. it's good we stay here first for a while”.
“Eh... mas Agus any plans here mas?”
“I have plans to find where Inggrid and his parents live, which most likely they are the leaders here mbak”
“Gini ibak.. I have a plan to stay here until tomorrow morning because at night I have to see the activities here”
“Kan can not possibly stay here mas.. does mas Agus have a plan?”
“There's mbak…. I have a plan so that we do not go from here, by falling sick and unconscious, or becoming dazed .. We are parents who can be dazed mbak”
“Oh yes also mas.. Idea mas reasonable also”
“Then Tina will know what my plan is.. Anyway, it is sought so that we can stay here
When Agus and I were sitting and enjoying the beauty of the park that was not how big, suddenly there was a girl who could not be said to be aged, and could not be said to be a child.
He came towards us from one of the streets that ended in this oval garden.
He smiled in front of me and in front of Mas Agus.
“Good morning before noon grandparents, introduce my name Rita, I was able to call from the front post if there is a pair of grandparents who are nostalgic here”
“Iya son.. This we uhuk uhuk uhuk..my name is Mbah Sastro and this is my beloved wife who accompanied me from marriage until now I am here with son Rita..” says mas Agus
“Kok is just alone cake, is there no one to drive and supervise grandfather and grandmother?”
“Nagak nak RIta, we deliberately came together to enjoy more what we used to do both”
“Douh happy yes can get this far grandparents can still be together... uh oh yes... grandparents purpose here what if Rita can know?”.
“We just want to go for a walk and reminisce about RIta... because in the past when we were dating, we sometimes came here and walked the road together here”.
“If you can know what year the grandmother and grandfather date here, estimate, because as far as Rita knows decades ago this area is forbidden by the natives who will enter here” replied the Chinese girl named Rita
“I've forgotten son Rita. anyway we have traveled here and down the road to there it” said mas Agus rather insistent… usually people if it is old it is always insistent and want to win by themselves
“Oh if that road leads to the palace.. indeed there is more beautiful than here, but not just anyone who can go there kek”.
“Bby kok.. My wife and I used to love going there when we were dating.. No one forbids it there. Why can't anyone go there, Rita?” mas Agus said that he was still insistent on Haji Murod
“Indeed no one can go there kek. afraid that people who go there will even commit crime”.
“Eh.. we both are old, cook yes we will do crime there, wong to walk me and my wife has difficulty kok hihihi”
“Waduh it is a rule here cake..no one can enter the palace, but if you want to see from a distance it does not matter the cake… let's go there if grandpa and grandma want to reminisce, but from far away yes hehehe”
“No problem son Rita, the important thing is I can reminisce with my wife before we seperate”