SAWMILL
23.LUNCH AT MBOK YEM'S HOUSE
“Excuse me.. Assalamualaikum.”.
Several times I shouted greetings in front of the house of Mr. Solikin who was only a few meters away from the house of the deceased Mbah Karyo, but there was no answer as well
“Waalaikumsalam..who is it?... oh there is Mr. Agus, well what is this boss tau-tau come here”
Mr. Solikin came out of his house, he only wore a sarong with an inside shirt top
“What can I help Mr. Agus, we may only be able to work tomorrow sir, in accordance with the custom here that there should be no activities after there are people who died here”
“Sorry sir, I do not want to tell you to work today sir, but I want to tell you if Mamad died last night in his village, because he was hit by a bus when he was going to cross the street pak”
“Innalillahi wainnailaihi rojiun..”.
Mr. Solikin's face suddenly tense, he looked at the ground in front.Once he took a look across the house with a tense face.
“Why start again this incident... hhmm, why he ..eehm not to repeat again”.
Mr. Solikin muttered with a blank look of eyes, as if he would be remembering something.
“What do you mean sir, why do I not understand at all sir?”
“Ndak papa Pak Agus, uh Pak Agus tomorrow we will work as usual. Uh the news about Mamad will I forward to my other colleagues”
Mr. Solikin tried to be calm, but I could see the anxiety on his face, there seemed to be something he was feeling.
There must be something that the people here are hiding to me, I'm sure of that, just why they're not being straight with me.
“But what about the replacement Mbah Karyo pak Solikin, I have already notified our boss sir, but there has been no serious response from them”
“Eh about the replacement Mbah Karyo, uh let it first.. later we will work first without a replacement”.
Mr. Solikin seemed confused, apparently he was thinking about the death of Mamad, so he was not concerned with my question.
“Pak Solikin ndak papa kah sampean sir, why do you look confused pak” I'm more curious
“Iya sir Agus... uh I'm a bit unwell this, maybe I kinda catch wind”
“Yes already mr. Solikin, I say goodbye first sir, hopefully tomorrow you are healthy”
“Eh sorry Mr. Solikin, in this village there is a store of basic food, coincidentally my food supplies run out pak”
"From the distance I have to buy sembako in the village where I interlocal, it's a distance sir"
“There sir, it .. uh this road is straight, then later turn left, later there is a grocery store, it's Tugiyem's bu house. He is the only nearest seller of tree from here”
“Oh well sir, I'll be there sir, thanks pak”
I then withdrew from the house of Mr. Solikin who still saw me walking towards the house of the beautiful Tugiyem bu with his beautiful son Anik as well.
The village is quite quiet in my opinion, at this hour there are only a handful of people who cross paths with me, maybe some of the men are already farming in the morning before sunrise.
I followed the advice of Mr. Solikin and finally soon there was a house whose front was built like a kayak kiosk, and indeed sold various staples.
the kiosk in is indeed seen selling various home needs, in addition to selling some common drugs that may be needed by residents here.
“Assalamualaikum” my greeting to someone who is filling a book tts with a pen in his right hand.a serious woman with her mind until her forehead is wrinkled.
“Waalaikumsalam.
The straight-haired woman with an expanding smile answered my greeting
“Dik Anik, excuse me.. mom is there dik?”
“Ada mas Agus, mas Agus here want to shop or want to see mom anyway?” asked Anik with a smile
“Of course you want to buy at Anik hehehe, I want to shop, but I also need to be with his mother mbak Anik also”
“Bentar mas, I call mom first ya”
Anik then went to the back and exited the back door leading to his house which was behind his stall.
A basic kiosk that sells various kinds of basic necessities here, but if the conditions here are quiet that is difficult as well, but Bu Tugiyem is also smart to cook, too, he should have opened a shop instead of opening a grocery store like this.
Not long after from the direction of the back house appeared, Tugiyem with his son named Anik, two mothers and their children, they were both equally beautiful, they were both equally beautiful, and the two of them were currently smiling as they stepped towards me.
“Wah no nak Agus, want to buy something or want dolan here just this son hehehe” asked bu Tugiyem who was still smiling
“I want to buy rice and some other foodstuffs ma'am, and I also want to inform you of the sad news, if Mamad died last night when he returned to his village”
“Inalillahi wainailaihi rojiun” said they both together
“Down why son if I can know?”
“Info I heard he was hit by a bus near his village there ma'am. I got word from her friend who came to bu” house
“So I've been from Solikin sir's house, and I tipped to be notified to other workers also bu”
“Hmm pity Mamad too, is it possible that he also became the one he asked for huh?” bu Tugiyem said in a soft voice until I barely heard what he said”
“How about ma'am, what happened to Mamad bu, is.eh is it because I saw the sighting that was in the forest?”
“Eh nak Agus, let's go to the house first, let's just chat at home yuk, let's all have lunch at my house instead of Agus cooking that is not clear”
“Waduuh I make a bother mom if this is bu hehehe, but if I am forced yes I can not refuse bubu hihi”
“Halaaah mas Agus is purak purak kok” said Anik is very beautiful
I've been in the living room of Tugiyem's house, the living room is ordinary and does not look luxurious at all, understand this area has not been touched by electricity.
But I saw outside there were already some electricity poles, just that the power pole had no cable, maybe still in the process of installation.
“Bu, here I see there is already a power pole, but there is no cable yes ma'am, is it possible that electricity here will just enter bu?”
“Ya it's Agus here there is no electricity, but info from the village device soon there will be electricity in the village”
“Begin nak Agus. People here still believe superstitious things, I also still believe in such things, because it has been told since I was a child mas”
“About what I said earlier, according to the legend of the people here that I heard in the forest before the sawmills there is a forest, well in the forest there is also a kind of village demit”
“If there are villagers here who see their sightings, then that person will not survive. And if any of the villagers here saw the occult tomb there then all around that person would die”
“Entah nak Agus want to believe or not yes ndak papa, it's just that I as a resident here do not just believe what is told by people here”
“I cannot prove that I want to invite Nak Agus into my house, but if this I do then it is clearly dangerous for me and Anik kan”
“Iya right bu”
I bowed my face, because it turned out that Yem still wanted to accept me in his house even though I saw the supernatural tomb
“Nah now do not have to think about it son, now we have lunch together ya”
“Eh sorry mom, is it not better to wait for mom's husband to come first , just we ate together bu?”
“You wait until when son, Wong mother's husband has died since Anik was a child. I live alone son, I raised Anik myself hehehe”
“Wah sorry ma'am, I don't know bu”
“Ya already let us have lunch together yes, briefly can anik who prepare first nak” said bu Tugiyem then enter the inner house
Today was obviously a good meal, but well it was just lunch, and later tonight I was alone again in that woodcutting house.
Today I was able to chat a lot with a girl named Anik, today I am satisfied to see Anik smile with her beautiful dimples.
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After finishing eating with the two of them, after finishing helping just bring the dirty dishes and others, it's time for me to go home.
“Bu Tugiyem, I say first ndak good left home too long gini bu”
“Eh wait a minute son, this I bring food supplies for later tonight, wait a minute son Agus” said voice from the inside of the house
“The book is so it's mas if you already like the same people, he will be very good, different if he does not like the same people, he will be, she will be more evil than stepmom hihihi” said Anik who turned out to be funny as well
“Ah dik Anik iki ono-ono wae anyway, anyway if we are good with people insyaallah that person will be good with kits dik Anik”
From the inside of the house mbok Yem brought me three bushels for me, obviously if there is a bushel like this means I have to come again to return the bushel.
“Bu.. instead I'm kok ngerepotin mom anyway, I'm here his intention to buy groceries bu. kok even now home bring rantang all bu, I'm here, Uh ma'am I want to buy bu” groceries
“Ndak papa to mas Agus, tomorrow bring here again the challenge yes. oh yes mas Agus want to buy anything?” said Bu Tugiyem entered into his stall after giving me a rather heavy rantang.
After everything was done, and after I said goodbye to Anik and Bu Tugiyem, I walked home. It's 15:00, I've been at Yem's house for a long time.
We also had a lot of conversation with Tugiyem, we chatted and asked questions about family genealogy as well heheheh.
Opo maybe I want to be betrothed to Anik yes, sakjane I want to but I also have a girlfriend in my village.
But when viewed with the naked eye, I am more choosy Anik, she is a village girl who has not been touched by the civilization of the city of hehehe
Indeed compared to my girlfriend in the village, much different, Anik is beautiful, even arguably very beautiful with dimples and long hair that is almost as handsome.
While my boyfriend is beautiful too, my girlfriend who is in the village is beautiful because of the chemical coating hihihi.
The bridge that divides between the village and the sawmill house has been seen, meaning soon I will arrive home. Fences of houses and banyan trees have been seen in the distance.
“Eh who is it.......... how is there a figure who is standing on the edge of the river close to the box I used to defecate?”