
The atmosphere again gripped when Mbok Nem's foot held it until it made him fall. Though clearly in front of him there is no object, clean no object or item that obstructs or anyone else in the kitchen except himself.
Faintly Mbok Nem heard the chant of a Javanese song from the gazebo.
"Nyai Kanjeng?" mbok Nem.
"Did anyone offend him?"
Although Mbok Nem is new there, but he has a relationship with the ancestors who once inhabited the residence of Mr. Handoko. So that there was a little disorganization there, he understood.
Instantly he played his finger, trying to count something.
"Geez, today is Naas Kanjeng Nyai's day. How could I forget?"
(the Day of Naas/day of Apes is the day on which a person is at his weak point)
Mbok Nem immediately went to Dita's room and asked Tito for permission to go out for a while. There was something he had to finish first before it was too late.
"Yes, but don't be long, Mbok, I can't cook it."
"Yes, Den's good."
After getting permission, Mbok Nem rushed to go out. The main purpose is to go to the traditional market to buy flowers and some necessities for offerings.
"Time to pick up, but not papa, not until noon."
Luckily Mbok Nem has a subscription ojeker who is always ready to deliver it to various places. Not long after that he got there. Mbok Nem bought some flowers and sukan.not to forget he bought chicken cemani.
When he saw Mbok Nem's groceries that made Dimas immediately helped him.
"Tumben buy a lot of groceries, Mbok?"
"Yes, create Kanjeng Nyai's weton show."
"Oh."
Despite the many questions that came up, but Dimas did not dare to ask many things. He preferred to remain silent and immediately brought back Mbok Nem to the Handoko residence.
From a distance the house does not look haunted, but for some people who do not want to deal with invisible creatures that inhabit the house because they know the origin of the house.
"It's over, Mbok."
"Thank you, yes, my son Dimas. Come on in first."
From a distance, it is seen if Tito awaits the arrival of Mbok Nem. His eyes were glazed as if he wanted to say something. Until their views meet and make the feathers of Dimas goosebumps.
"Kaboooor!" he screamed in his heart.
He quickly launched his motorcycle. He did not want to think about the house.
Meanwhile the figure of Tito smilingly grinned when he saw Dimas darting away in a hurry.
"Why do I feel she's following," murmured Dimas.
Immediately Dimas recited the verse of the chair so that his heart would be at peace. Lucky at the intersection of the road the atmosphere is not as lonely as before.
Mbok Nem lowered his head, seen on the right and left side of his hand carrying quite a lot of groceries.
"Yes, Den Ayu. Simbok wants to make weton for Kanjeng Nyai."
"Oh, yes, that's it."
Returning to the back yard. Mbok Nem continued his steps to the kitchen.
"You don't feel weird about Mbok Nem's attitude, honey?"
Taken a shrug, "No, Mas. For what, I trust him anyway. The guy's not weird."
Not long after that Mbok Nem came with two packs of chicken porridge that was still warm. Tito turned his head in surprise.
"Mbok Nem, just ngagetin."
"Sorry Den Nice, if my arrival surprises you. I just want to deliver porridge for breakfast. Sorry Simbok has not had time to cook, shopping hunt earlier."
"It's okay, Mbok. Thanks." Thanks."
After that Mbok Nem immediately resumed cooking events for weton Kanjeng Nyai.
The curious Tito immediately asked Dita exactly who Kanjeng Nyai was.
While feeding the chicken porridge is still warm, Tito asked Dita.
"Since I know you, I've never heard of who Kanjeng Nyai is, who is Ayu?"
"That's my late grandmother, Mas. He died a long time ago. He used to live in this house. But after he died this quiet house was only cleaned by some of the Mr.'s men, and then deserted again."
"Well by chance, Mbok Nem is the daughter of one of the workers who always keep the tradition here, so everything she does is definitely on her mother's errand."
"Oh, I think he's really cool, huh?"
"Yes, Mas. Most importantly he's the single most loyal worker in the house."
"Yes already."
They resumed the chicken porridge breakfast that morning. Meanwhile Mbok Nem rushed to cook alone. Even though he cooked alone from now on it is very felt if in the kitchen there is someone else. However, as far as the eye could see there was not a single person in the kitchen.
"Recommand, Mbah. Pardon ngganggu Kulo cook, kajenge cepet mateng sakabehanipun."
Wuuussshhhh
Suddenly, the wind blew and almost made the fire on the stove go out. Luckily it did not happen long until finally the cooking was cooked on time.
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