
Happened in a village a tragedy that is quite tragic. A grandmother died in the house.
A week after the grandmother breathed. No one knew that his dead body was still lying on the bed.
Coincidentally, there was a resident named Wati who came to visit the grandmother who lived in the house with her granddaughter.
But it had been a week that Wati did not see the old grandmother in the yard. Usually every morning he would sunbathe there staring at the warm sun greeting him.
While carrying some packages. He came to a stop right in front of the wooden door. The house is not a simple luxury. The house was clean and arranged all the simple furniture outside the terrace.
Wati raised her hand trying to knock on the wooden door. He kept knocking on the wooden door over and over again. But, he did not get an answer to that knock.
His eyes were turning in all directions. Trying to find a sign of life there but nothing. Wati recalled Gandis. The girl was the granddaughter of this grandmother. Grandma was not seen for a long time.
"Gandis where, Yo? How is it never seen?" wati.
Yes, he knows Gandis. Gandis was one of his closest friends. They've been friends since childhood. But time goes by quite quickly. Both are preoccupied with adult affairs, namely the obligation to work.
They usually greet each other when they meet. Wati also took the initiative to go to the back garden of the house.
Next to the house is an alley. The alley was given a light wooden fence. There was a small garden of Gandis. It's a relic from his father who was a lurah of this village first.
Krekkkkk
Slowly Wati began to open the wooden door. Then he walked down that dirt road. He went inside.
On arrival in front of the garden he just sighed. There's nobody there. Wati started to enter the chicken coop. There, he smelled a foul smell.
It was not chicken tai, but a strong stench. Wati rolled her eyes towards the slightly open wooden window.
The sound of a cock crowing with his feet came near the window. When it opened, Wati was surprised not to play it feels like.
Grandma Gandis died lying swarming flies on the bed. Wati breathed heavily while covering his mouth with both hands. He was shocked half dead.
When Wati turned around she accidentally looked towards the top of the jackfruit tree. A slap rope dangled down. A human being was hanging there.
The eyeballs looked at him. The man had been dead for how long hanging there. The man is none other than Gandis.
"Yes Allah... Oh Allah... O Allah.." said Wati stammered and ran away from there and left.
Even though his psychic was shaken by what he saw there. Wati chose to run to the village hall. Telling Mr. Lurah there about the horrible incident he just saw.
"Sir... Mr kades!" wati shouted after getting there.
Some of the people's employees began to approach Wati when she tried to enter Mr. Kades's room.
"Enek opo yet nduk?" ask one of the people's officers.
The question made Wati momentarily regulate her breathing. Almost dead it feels like he ran from Gandis' house here. That moment the fear in his chest drove out the fatigue. But when he stopped here, the tiredness began to feel.
"Where is Mr Kades, sir?" ask Wati who is still huffing at one of the people's employees.
"It's inside! But in you why, Nduk?" ask the people officer again.
Wati pointed her index finger back. But his gaze still pointed right at the people's employee.
"Grandmothers and Gandis are dead! Their bodies are rotting there! So please handle it quickly, sir! Before they eat their maggots!" wati explained.
All the people there were shocked to hear that. They looked at each other for a moment. How could that have happened. Gandis is so beautiful in this village. He's the village flower here.
How can a smart, beautiful girl as smart as her commit suicide. That was a stupid thing.
"Come Sir! Come on, let's go there! We'll bury them!" wati said to them again.
Krekkkkk
Mr. Kades' room is opening. Bring up Mr. Kades who just came out of there. Mr. Kades saw Wati's whereabouts there. He approached her too.
There Wati began to explain it again. Hearing that, Mr. Kades also told his men to gather the citizens.
When the people were gathered. That same day the bodies of Gandis and his grandmother were buried. As for the death of Gandis and his grandmother, they did not know.
It is still a mystery to them. However, it was discovered that Gandis died in a state of great pregnancy.
His body's bubbling up, smells bad. Added to his mouth and subordinate limbs. The baby's in and out of the place was giving off fluid.
Gandis probably died there long enough. Until his body was that.
But he is still not married. At the funeral. All who know them cry. They could not believe that this tragedy would befall Gandis and his grandmother.
"Why is this so, Ndis?" wati said wondering while rubbing Gandis's headstone.
The cemetery is new. Floral fragrances are still being inhaled. Some mourners started to go home. Wati was there only two together with Sukma. He was also one of his friends Gandis.
"I didn't think she wasn't seen all this time because she was pregnant! But I also gor what exactly happened to him!" sukma menimpali.
Wati was still crying as he pleased. He really lost Gandis.
"Arek iki, biasane nek Ono must cerito problem! But Iki, ora! Means the problem of Iki ancen gede. Utowo may be de e ora gelem cerito mergo disgrace. But kene saduluran after all still enek bitter bond! Pie jajal Suk? Pie, sopo bastard sing metengi Gandis Iki?" said Wati wept pouring out her frustration while kissing Gandis's tombstone.
(This child, usually if there is a problem always the story! But this, no! That means this problem is big. But maybe he doesn't want to tell because of disgrace. But we are already rich brothers even though there is no blood tie! How is this Suk? How, who is this bastard who impregnated Gandis?)
Sukma knew how broken Gandis' heart was at this time. His right hand was stretched out trying to calm Gandis there.
"Wis sing patient wae, Ndis! Kape yak opo neh? Takdire pun! Yen dikomong ora sincere ngggeh must. I'm Dewe Yo ora terimo, but pie? Wis kedaden, kene is just iso dungakne Gandis and Sambah e wae Saiki!" sukma said speaking again to Wati.
(Patiently, Ndis! How you gonna do it again? His destiny! If we talk about it, no, either. I don't accept it either, but what? It's happened, we can only doain Gandis and his Grandma now!)
Wati smiled thinly. Then from behind their bodies that are still grieving. A young couple in black clothes appeared.
The couple's names are Bondan and Ira. They just got married. They also live in the village.
Bondan and Ira walk up to Wati and Sukma who are still mourning. In Bondan's hands was a bouquet of flowers. He appears to be wearing black glasses.
"I'm so sorry for your death! Young whore!" said Bondan while laying his wreath on the tomb Gandis.
But it was not the flowers lying down that made Wati look over. It was a rude remark Bondan said.
Both Wati and Sukma immediately stood back up and looked towards the young man.
"Sopo koen?" tanya Wati tried to temper her anger.
(Who are you?)
He stared furiously at Bondan.
"Ora important I'm sopo! Anyway, if he dies like that, it's natural!" bondan said and left from there.
With reddened eyes held back his anger. Wati is eager to hit Bondan now. When Wati left, she tried to catch up with Bondan. Sukma.
"No need!" sukma said to Wati.
"No way, he's rude suk!" wati said again full of anger.
But Sukma was silent there. He only notices Bondan and his wife Ira who start getting into the car. Then Sukma remembered that Bondan had just referred to the late Gandis as a prostitute.
Bastard is insane! If she knew Gandis was pregnant, she was a stranger. Then something happened between that man and Gandis!. Sukma said in his heart.
Sukma then holds both shoulders of Wati who is still angry. Then he looked at her.
"If you would help Gandis! I have a way, we'll reveal this. In the village next door, there was a horde of shaman. We can ask them for help! Let's go there Wednesday!" sukma.
Wati was silent hearing that. It seems like a good suggestion. Wati nodded hearing that. He's agreed.