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65. Asri Village

Long ago this village was very shady and cold, many fields, many water sources and quiet life. There are even elders of the guard of this village to keep it beautiful, namely Mbah Mun. I also met Mbah Mun when he was lullabies. Mbah Mun himself when viewed from the lineage is still brothers with the keeper of the warung, he was named Mbah Nursinah, 80 years old who is still healthy fit and beautiful.

Mbah Nursinah during her life never anywhere, she settled in her homeland, her son had asked to move to the next city but the Mbah did not want to leave his house, he said, because most parents in this village take good care of their ancestral land, although many people want to buy the land but the Mbah does not want any price.

For today, this village is very developed into a tourism village of bathing water resources. Even the forests and gardens are also a tourist attraction and there are still many old building houses that are characteristic, there are also modern houses but not so much.

Unexpectedly this village is so well known and likes it very much, even friends during childhood to old too many who do not move and settle in his house, they were born here and died here too.

Eating is not so difficult because all crops can be eaten, if there are no side dishes there is always something to be picked, and most people here like to walk, or walk, maybe that's what causes Mbah in a fairly well-groomed still very healthy and strong.

I also asked, who is the richest person in this village, then the Mbah replied in the past there were men who were able to encourage the citizens if they could rise from poverty, help the citizens to be smart to read, write, write, trade, gardening and are very liked by the people here. Quite respected because it is very good and often shared even though his wife looks dislike the social spirit of her husband.

But the figure moved to urban areas, if the village is beautiful including the suburbs. But during the move, he still helped his citizens and often enough to visit to see the development of his homeland. The Mbah was a kid and stories like this are always told downhill because good things have to be told.

When the Mbah told me that in my brain immediately thought it was Mr. Broto, it was a pity that he was very respected but did not return to his place peacefully. Mr. Broto must know that he is very loved by the people in his homeland. Because if Mr. Broto dwell on it continues without looking out then the results will remain the same.

The Mbah also asked, who I visited, and I answered I visited the house mas Teguh. Si Mbah shocked, it turns out he knew him because every passing always greeted by mas Teguh. The Mbah said that the house was a house from ancient times that was not changed, it was just a renovation to strengthen the house and the house was the home of a respected figure. The Mbah thinks that I am a brother of the Teguh mas then including people who must be respected because of the derivative of Mr. Broto.

I also replied that I was not his brother, but only as an acquaintance or friend because he had a contract at his mother's house. The Mbah also asked how the house was big, and I answered his house was big and sturdy for a long time, which had been a painter, a painter, the Mbah was shocked and told that his mbah had helped Mr. Broto in finding the need to paint it. The Mbah was very happy because he could know the current condition, the old days of mutual assistance was important, but now the Mbah did not know his successor and now happy because he knew the news.

Then I asked, was there a bad incident in the past in this village, he was stunned and answered long enough. But he chose not to tell, he just smiled and covered up the bad things in this village, surely all residents know the old story about suicide, he said, but I salute the Mbah who still chooses not to tell bad things.

My fry was done and I said to go and thank you very much with the Mbah who wanted to chat, when I returned home I met cool friends taking pictures on the road here, they came from the source and looked really happy and showed me their pictures, and I was sad because I didn't come with them.

While at home, I also make coffee and eat fried food, Toby also asked if I strayed really long, I kept telling him that I met Mbah Nursinah and told him about the past of this village, he said, because I think we can put together a puzzle.

Temen-temen also like to fry it because it tastes savory. After a small meal we all immediately ate Ana's cooking, we held kelasa behind the house and ate as if eating in the garden. It felt very fresh and shady, there was even a neighbor who gave his harvest because he saw us who were crowded and happy.

Do not forget we capture photos and uploaded to social media, although the faces have not been bathing but it looks very if the scenery and food we eat certainly makes others drool. Then we planned after eating and bathing we had to visit his house Dipta which he said was in Asri village. While queuing for a shower I took a walk back to the house of Mr. Yadi and Minah ma'am whether it had changed or still the same.

I went for a walk with Ana, when I got in front of her house was not so foreign and saw another mother holding her baby child was drying clothes. Then I said hello and asked if this was Mr. Yadi's house, he was surprised because I knew his great-grandfather. It turns out that this village knows its predecessors is mandatory while I am the great-grandfather of aja not so know.

Ana was shocked and worried if I was asked strangely, before long there was a figure of grandparents coming to say hello and told to sit down to make her grandson warm tea, why are the residents here very nice and friendly. Kakeh heard that I knew Mr. Yadi and asked if he could find out.

I was confused to answer what, and I replied that if it was difficult to explain, the grandfather was ready to listen to at least my story makes no sense.

Then I looked at Ana and coded that it seemed like this grandfather knew something....