Before 365 Days
53. What's up?

"Ah, it's nothing, Bi! Actually, did I just see, a rose over there?" marsel answered with a smile.

"Well! Rose Ma'am?" asked Bi Minah in shock.

Marsel nodded his head.

"Don't make you shit, Mom! There was only a mango tree! Mas Marsel even sniffed the tree, smelled everything, hiii!" bi Minah said while shuddering.

"Ah, is that right, Bi? Bi Minah, don't lie, do you?" ask Marsel to go on creeps.

"Yes right, Mom! Where may I lie," replied bi Minah steady.

"So who did I see?" ask Marsel.

"Where I know, my people don't see anything" replied bi Minah.

Marcel stopped for a moment and scratched his head. "Later try to ask the Rose, whether she came out or not" said Marsel in his heart.

"Mas, why stop again?" tanya Bi Minah was upset.

"Hehehe, sorry, Bi! Let's go ahead" said Marsel smiling wryly.

The two of them then proceeded on foot to pick up the peach.

After taking Parsel, Marsel and Bi Minah immediately went home.

The dawn prayer resounded, the thin fog slowly began to dissipate.

Marsel saw a woman who looked like a Rose running, until she lost it back in the mango tree.

"It can't be that, Rose. So ... Who was the woman I met? His face was exactly with the Rose, "the inner Marsel.

While at home, it turns out that Pak Kyai's entourage has arrived first. The parcel was put directly into Mr. Kyai's car.

After performing the bersama'ah dawn prayer, Pak Kyai's entourage, asked for permission to continue their journey again to their city.

"Once again, I really want to thank you for all of your help, thanks to you, my son can be found in good health" said Ruman, shaking Mr. Kyai's hand.

"Sir Kyai, if you don't mind, one day, come here again to attend my son's wedding reception" Saras said expectantly.

"Insya Alloh, I will pray that the show will be smooth well," replied Mr. Kyai accompanied by a smile.

They got into the car and prepared to go home. Everyone waved their hands to let go of Pak Kyai's entourage.

Adam and Wulan then also say goodbye to go home, because they have been living in Saras' house for a few days.

"Ah, you guys just stay here again, don't rush home" said Mawar while hugging Wulan.

"Yes, stay one more night" Saras added.

"Can't, War! If you are good enough, play to my house," said Wulan while holding the hand of the Rose.

"Good Inspiration, Ma'am!" answer Roses.

"Hey, Marsel! You want to go home or still be here!" adam was laughing.

"Go home, wait a minute, I'll take the jacket left inside" said Marsel as he ran into the house.

Rose kept smiling looking at her future husband.

Marsel looked for his jacket in the living room, but nothing. He then ventured into the Rose's room. Who knows, his jacket is still there. But, there's none either.

"Where is my jacket? The feeling of me hanging it in the living room, but nothing. In the Rose room, neither was there," Marsel scratched his forehead, then walked out of the Rose room.

Mr. Ruman, Saras, Roses, Wulan, and Adam were talking in front while waiting for Marsel.

"Well, Marsel for a long time, he must have asked to eat first with Bi Minah," said Adam in a laugh.

Marsel was still confused, then he went towards the kitchen. In his possession Bi Minah was cooking.

"Bi, you know my jacket?" marsel asked while inhaling the aroma of Bi Minah's cooking.

"Which jacket, Mas?" ask Bi Minah without looking at Marsel.

"Oh, there's that in the back, near the mango tree. Mas Marsel himself hung it there," Bi Minah replied flatly.

"Well, is that it?" tanya Marsel then went to the back without waiting for an answer from Bi Minah again.

"It's strange now, Mas Marsel. The behavior is there only after coming home from the swamp," muttered Bi Minah.

Marsel heads towards the mushola and then walks back towards the mango tree that grows there. Sure enough, his brown jacket hangs on the branch.

Marsel then took it. Before actually leaving, Marsel watched the mango tree carefully.

"There's nothing strange about this mango tree, but why do I feel something so powerful here" Marsel said in his heart.

Marsel then took up his jacket, and went back to the front to join his friends.

"Well, you've finished how many plates, Cell! We've been waiting for you for almost an hour!" adam said as he folded his hands in front of his chest.

"One hour? I went away just for a little while," replied Marsel then put on his brown jacket.

"A little while you're bare, we're talking until this snack is over" Adam said again, lifting up the empty jar.

"Oh, no, just fuck you when you talk, Dam! Om, Aunty, Rose, I say goodbye to go home first well," said Marsel then saluted Saras and Ruman.

"Yes, be careful. And thank you for your help" said Ruman.

"Be careful, Mommy" said the Rose with a smile.

Marsel just nodded. The three of them then left Mr. Ruman's house.

On the way, Marsel invites Adam and Wulan to stop by for breakfast first. They then pulled over after seeing the chicken porridge banner.

"I think you're full, uh, you're still eating too" Adam said as he removed his helmet.

"I haven't had breakfast, Dam!" marsel answered and got off the bike, and ordered three porridge.

The three of them sat down while enjoying the warm orange that had come first.

"Yet you were in the middle of what you were doing, koq for a long time," asked Wulan.

"Am I really in the old? I thought, you guys are just kidding me, "Marsel replied as he bit the offal satay.

"Geez, you think we're lying! Right, almost an hour we've been waiting for you, Cell. To the extent that we do not feel good, Mr. Ruman and Ms. Saras," said Adam.

Marsel was silent for a moment. This time, he felt, there was indeed something strange. Either himself, the house of the Roses, or the Roses themselves.

Adam Wulan noticed Marsel's face suddenly changing. They both looked at each other.

"What's up, Cell? Did something happen?" ask Adam.

"I feel like something's weird, Dam, Lan!" answer Marsel.

"Any? Meanin?" ask Wulan curiously.

"Where to start is good!" marsel was confused.

"From the beginning, Cell! So that we are not curious either" Adam replied.

"Take me ...."

"The porridge, Mas," suddenly the porridge seller came to interrupt Marsel's sentence.

"Thank you, Mom" replied Wulan.

"Better, we have breakfast first, make energy. Ever since the Rose house, I never felt full" said Marsel as he took a spoon and began to eat the chicken porridge.

"You are not praying, so you are not full" replied Wulan.

"I always pray, but my food, like someone eating, quickly runs out" replied Marsel.

Hearing the words of Marsel, Adam and Wulan looked at each other. They swallowed each one. Unfortunately, Mr. Kyai and his entourage had gone home, but Wulan was eager to ask strange things. Either in the swamp, in the grave, or in the house of the Rose.