Baby Amber
Chapter 39 Following Mbah Trimo

Early in the morning I went to Mbah Trimo's house. But apparently the man was ngangon his goats in the garden. And bathe his goats, said the Holy One.

"Later after the ngangon goat Father will go straight to your house, Mas Hadi" said Suci while fondling his son. Apparently he just washed his son. The aroma of telon oil and also the powder of the sow out makes a sense of comfort.

While waiting for Mbah Trimo to come home, I asked Suci for permission to carry his son. The cute and cute baby responded to the adorable face, making me instantly fall in love.

"Your son is handsome, yes, Ci." praised my childhood friend. The saint who heard my praise for his son only smiled.

"A bad boy is so handsome." she replied with a smile.

"His own son is ugly, Ci." I said, kissing his cheek.

The Saints did not respond to my words. She just smiled and took her son away from me.

"Please wait here, Mas Hadi. Soon he came home." he said asking me to sit on a long bench under the tree in front of his house.

"Where are you going, Ci?"I asked when I saw Suci enter the house with her son.

"Look, Mas. Saru if I have to be outside just like you. Hehehe.." said the Saint as he passed.

While waiting for the Mbah Trio to come home, I took a look around the Sacred House. Repeating a childhood where Saints and I often played in a tree behind his house. Playing house with other kids. Me and the other men served as heads of households who had to go to the fields to earn a living, and Saints, Marni and other female friends as housewives who stayed home and cooked to welcome our return the men from the fields. I smiled to myself remembering the past.

Ssrreeset...

A shadow quickly flashed right in front of me. At first glance it resembled a human shadow, but it disappeared quickly. I'm looking for the source where the shadow disappeared. There was only a thicket high enough, the figure had already disappeared.

"Don't look for. He was not going anywhere." I was suddenly startled by the sound of Mbah Trimo appearing on a small street leading to the rice fielder behind his house.

"That's what always follows you. He doesn't want to be away from you, Hadi." said Mbah Trimo as he dropped his weight on the back bale-bale of the house.

"Can I get away from it? Honestly I'm worried about my wife." I said expectantly. Mbah Trimo, who looked tired from walking after treating the patient, fell silent as his hands flicked the hat he was wearing as a fan to keep the salty grains out of his body.

"Hopefully it can still be, Di." replied Mbah Trimo later. My throat was choked to hear Mbah Trimo's reply. Hopefully it can still, that means there is still a possibility that the creature will not want to leave my life.

"Then how should I?" I approached and whispered to Mbah Trimo.

"Don't anyone know who did it? Or the man your wife's sister met before she died?" mbah Trimo said, making me think for a moment.

"I don't know, Mbah. But I'll try to ditch everything." I said excited despite the fact that I had to rack my brain to get Ratih to talk and tell me everything.

Mbah Trimo handed me a package of crisps containing flowers when I opened.

"Use it for your wife's bath. And again, keep your wife holy. The water in the bottle, you drink slowly to your wife. I'll go to your house to treat him directly. At least use all of that first to reduce the bad power of her sister's distraction." Mbah Trimo's orders made me nod with pleasure.

I hurried home with what Mbah Trimo gave me.

"Don't look if anyone calls. Just continue your steps." ask Mbah Trimo that I must keep.

"Mas Hadi." a voice called my name. His voice is very similar to Saints. I stopped, but I stopped looking. Remember the message of Mbah Trimo not to turn his head when someone calls my name. I finally decided to walk back.

A few steps after I continued my journey. Precisely in a corner where the surrounding area is owned by residents. A voice called my name back.

"Mas Hadi, wait for me." this time it's not a Holy voice. But the voice of Ratih, my wife. I almost turned my head, hoping that it was Ratih who called. But I finally turned my head too. I decided to go back to walking. After all Ratih is still at home and still in condition in his hands.