CURSE HEIRS BEGU BASKET
Chat in the Village

We were with the residents eating together, the menu was not luxurious.just dencis sambal fish and mashed yam leaves are in love with coconut milk.

It was so delicious because we ate it with joy, and finally the meal was over as well.

now it's time for talks about there being implementation tomorrow.

Then we were treated to black coffee again, then Sarma sir approached Didit sir who was sitting near me.

"according to the customary rules of Mr. Aris and the family we first clean from the influence of other things, tomorrow morning we will do a series of customs for the cleaning of the father and family."

"excuse me, Mr. Sarma, what does cleaning mean?"

Ask Mr. Didit, papa from Aris to Mr. Sarma. spokesman from Oppung Doli Dison.

"according to Doli Dison's oppung, there are other families from the father's side who are trying to block the termination of this longhaired curse.

So tomorrow morning, there's a series of customary events to clean it all up.

This is his material, the water coming from Aek Simarmata waterfall, the land of your great-grandfather's hut, as well as the seven-figure beetles obtained from around the hut pak Aris great-grandfather.

Tomorrow morning, Doli Dison's oppung will lead his customary procession.after that we eat together.

In the afternoon we will begin the custom of releasing the curse of the begu ganjang, and hopefully everything goes smoothly."

The explanation of Mr. Sarma is so easy to understand, Aris looks focused on Joan who gives orders to the musicians to immediately complete his task.

"my sister asked, what's Joan doing?"

Then Sarma turned to Joan and then smiled, then turned to Aris.

"that handsome young man huh? he again prepares musical instruments for the event there tomorrow and also in the afternoon because his customary event must be accompanied by music.

The handsome young man was very painstaking and insightful, the young man knew what was needed, really against Him.

His polite speech and his inhabitant tarombo that made me amazed with Him.

(tarombo\=excise the surname or history of descent based on the surname, in the Batak tradition, martarambo is a must.)

Her parents must be proud to have a child like that handsome young man, my daughter in all wandering.If Sarma were here, I would have betrothed to that handsome young man.

The bones of Mr. Rohani immediately smiled when his son was praised.

"that's my son Mr. Sarma, his name is Joan, but he's still a high school boy.

it just so happens that Joan has a business related to Batak customs with her mamak."

"still school, pantasan kok young once.but salut loh sir, I kirain already a mature single child.

That's his insight, sir, father is amazing teaching him. It's amazing sir."

The bones of Mr. Rohani only smile, he looks satisfied with the words of Joan which is considered extraordinary for Mr. Sarma.

Joan was different, and really salute her.she was able to adjust in a new environment, deserved Joan many friends.

"so who goes to Aek Simarmata village?"

Attention returned to Mr. Sarma, questions from his father made him stop admiring Joan.

"about that we talked about, Mora was the first son of the father who accompanied Mr. Aris and his son to the hut.

Then the wife of Mr. Aris and his daughter will wait in the banyan tree, his wife and daughter can choose three people closest to him to accompany him.

I and Oppung Doli Dison will be in the middle of later, to carry out traditional rituals.

While the other villagers will carry out a traditional procession in this village."

Suddenly Joan was behind me with bananas and rambutans.

"later who accompanied brother Iren and the Mak Aris bou, namely, mbak Tarni, amangboru pak Mora and Joan.

Said Joan casually, but her father seemed to mind a bit.

"so Joan, who's taking care of consumption here?"

Ask her father who seems to object that Joan is coming along.

"there are already Doli Saur oppungs, Doli Sarma oppungs and others.

the cook will be assisted by the mothers here and also other fathers.

You can't come with us, because you don't understand this."

"it's up to you son, but take good care of yourself, even if you're the goar dodak, you're a father."

Said his father Joan and the rese child immediately hugged his father in front of us pseudo.

"later take care of that bou and brother Iren, make sure that the amangboru does not run away from the path yes. Anyway you all have to go home safely without any shortcomings."

"amen..."

At the same time we wanted the prayer and again Joan hugged her father while holding the banana and rambutan.

"amangboru, bou Mak Aris, brother Iren and mbak Tarni. later should be the same Joan yes, jangennn ngemb..."

"Joan my dear child, swallow the food first just talk, you will be sprained."

Joan who was still chewing bananas while talking and was immediately reprimanded by her father.

Iren approached Joan with bottled mineral water and gave it to Joan.

"drink now."

Pinta Iren unscrewed the bottle, and the two of them looked intimate.

Joan drank water from the bottle while looking at Iren.

"why brother Iren? do you like Joan, right? joan also likes her sister.

Joan doesn't care even if Iren's older than Joan."

'huuuu.u.....'

We all shouted at Joan, especially the mothers in this place.

Joan and Iren blushed in embarrassment, her father Joan just shook her head at her son's behavior.

While Mr. Didit and Ms. Rida just smiled to see Joan and her daughter were embarrassed.

"really yes said your brother, you are always looking for opportunities in narrowness."

"iya the brother, gini nih if you have heard the suspicious nature of Ani's brother."

Joan's refutation of Me, the boy was indeed extraordinary in terms of breaking arguments.

We all laughed together because of Joan's behavior, we momentarily forgot the problem we were facing at the moment.

Seen oppung Doli Dison and Pak Sarma look whispered, then Pak Sarma turned towards us.

"right said Joan, this handsome young man.this handsome who will accompany Mak Aris and Iren."

"means Joan's handsome, huh amangboru?"

The smile from Mr. Sarma who responded to Joan, made us laugh again.

It was already all our burdens at the moment, as if we had no problems.