
After three days of Yudi being treated at the Regional General Hospital, the injuries on Yudi's back had already improved. But Yudi could not stand perfectly. Just a moment standing, his waist was like being stabbed with a big nail. Very painful. Even to sit alone, Yudi's waist was still in pain. The neurologist said, there are parts of the nerves in Yudi's tail and waist bones that were seriously injured. It is likely that Yudi's waist nerve is pinched, or the danger if the nerve is cut off. Understand the small hospitals in areas that do not yet have advanced technology in the health sector, so they cannot detect it carefully. That was why Yudi could not stand up yet. By doctors, Yudi is advised to be taken to a central hospital, to get better treatment.
Yuna asks Yudi to take her home first. The important thing is that the wounds on his back, arms and legs have healed first, so that Yudi can sleep comfortably. Not lying down. Yuna's reason for taking Yudi home, if at home, can at least care freely. All that was treated were ordinary wounds. Except for the waist that still hurts until it is difficult to make standing. And of course, if Yudi has returned home, the people of Kampung Nirwana are not bothered to go outside the area with a long trip. Pity those who force themselves to rush Yudi.
Yudi was brought home that day. Bagas who picked up.
Hearing the news if Yudi has been brought home, but the waist still hurts, can not stand normally, and sitting still feels pain, too, so Mr. Lurah immediately told the shaman massage massage massage to massage Yudi. That very day, the masseuse came to Yudi's house. Of course with Mr. Lurah.
The masseur, known as Mbah Marto, is an old man who is in Nirwana Village known as a masseur who can massage the nerves. Very famous. In fact, often invited to the hotel by officials if asked to massage Mbah Marto.
In the rear gazebo, Mbah Marto incised Yudi's nerves. Many people who visited Yudi at home, who had originally wanted to report the situation of Yudi, now joined in watching Mbah Marto memijit Yudi. They sat around the gazebo. Including Yuna, who is certainly curious to know the traditional massage style of Jogja City.
Yudi who was lying on the gazebo cot, repeatedly screamed, as the soles of his feet were massaged Mbah Marto.
"Waduuuh ..." cried Yudi who was in pain.
"Relax, Mas Yudi .... Let it heal quickly ..." said Mr. Lurah who calmed Yudi.
"It's okay, Mom .... It's just an ordinary tasting. This is the vein if I have loosened, it will be light on the road." said Mbah Marto while squeezing again on the soles of Yudi's feet.
"Waduh ...!!" Yudi shouted loudly while enduring the pain felt.
"It doesn't hurt, Mas .... It just relaxes the nerves ..." said the massage shaman again.
"That massage that doesn't hurt there isn't ...?" suddenly Bagas nyeletuk gojekan.
"There ..." said Mbah Marto, who still keeps his foot on Yudi's feet.
"Where, Mbah ...?" tanya Bagas curious.
"Massage fingers lentic .... Hehehe ..." replied Mbah Marto while grinning.
Of course, the people who were there laughed at Mbah Marto's answer. The parents love to gojekan. Has Mbah Marto ever massaged a wiggly finger, huh?
"Well, Mbah Marti you know, seriously asked why the answer is three rius .." said Bagas who was embarrassed to be laughed at by his neighbors who were there.
"Waduh ...!!" Yudi shouted loudly back, his hands while hitting the cot where he lay.
"Relax, Mas Yudi .... This one palm is finished, only one foot left. Hopefully it's okay" said the massage shaman whose hands directly moved to Yudi's other legs.
"Waduh ...!! It hurts so much, Mbah ...!" Yudi shouted again.
"Yes, of course it hurts .... It's a nerve that doesn't fit" said the massage shaman.
"No way, Mbah ...?" asked Mr. Lurah who was sitting next to the gazebo, closest to Yudi.
"This is usually experienced by people who fall sitting. The tailbone will be pressed inward, it will push the nerves in the waist. This, if left alone, could be a danger .." replied Mbah Marto.
"How dangerous, Mbah ...? Don't scare me to, Mbah ..." said Yudi who was still grimacing in pain.
"Lho's right, Mas Yudi .... This nerve node that I incandescent, it flows into the tailbone and waist. If the massage here is painful, it means that the nerves in the tail and waist bones, the position is not right ..., not in place." said Mbah Marto while pressing the bottom of Yudi's ankle.
"Wadaouh ...!! It hurts so much, Mbah ...!!" Yudi shouted loudly while enduring the pain felt.
"Well, right .." said the massage shaman who was still stroking Yudi's heels.
"Indeed Mr Marti's a former school massage doctor?" asked Yuna who did not understand the traditional masseuse profession.
"Mbah Marto is a neurologist, Ma'am Yuna .... Never medical school, lha wong SD alone did not graduate .." replied Mr. Lurah explained.
"But how do you know about nerves ...? Where's the massage school?" asked Yuna again who was still confused.
"Walah, Ma'am Yuna ki must be confused .... Lha wong in Japan there are no massages, je ..." said one of the neighbors who watched Yudi get a massage.
"There .... In Japan there is massage, but he must be a school like a doctor or a medical staff so.." said Yuna who explains the profession of masseuse in Japan.
"Walah ..., want to be a masseuse just have to go to school first, Ma'am? Weil .... If you're here, you can be a masseur anyway" said another interjected.
"Yes .... Even if you want to open a massage practice, there must also be permission like that doctor. In Japan, a masseuse is a profession, not an origin. He has to go to school. There are laws, there are rules. It can't be careless." Yuna explained.
"Walah .., means in Japan it's all set yes, Ms. Yuna .... It can't be arbitrary ..." said another.
"Then, Ma'am Yuna stayed in Jogja alone .... Nice and comfortable. Yo to ..." said another.
"Yes, I love living in London. Delicious all .... The people are fine too. Loves helping and friendly. I like that ..." said Yuna who felt at home living in Jogja.
"Yes, Ms. Yuna .... Mas Yudi's .... Get married soon. Anyway the party must be massive, you know ..." the others immediately hoarded.
"Later if the project in the Japanese Cave is finished, we want to get married. After the Japanese guests came here. So I don't have the burden of work anymore." Yuna replied innocently.
"That's right, Ma'am Yuna ..." said several people in unison.
"Rubber .... I had a plan with Yudi." Yuna replied.
"Ashik ..." All excited, glad to hear the news of Yuna getting married.
"Grand ...!!" Yudi shouted again, startling the people who were busy chatting with Yuna.
"Already, Mas Yudi .... Now try to sit down .... Which muscles are still painful?" mbah Dukun.
Yudi tried to sit down. Then rotate his waist, to the right and to the left. Slowly. Couple times.
"Oh .... Enjoy Mbah .... That's fine." said Yudi.
"Well, now try to stand up .... Which one still hurts?" said Mbah Dukun again.
Then Yudi tried to stand up ....
"Oh .... This, Mbah .... Over here that is still the manteng ..." said Yudi.
"Oh, yes .... Please go on the stomach again, I will take the butt." said the masseur.
Yudi. He's back on his stomach in the couch. Same with the masseur.
"Awuu .... Waduh ...!! Pain, Mbah ....." Yudi shouted loudly as his butt was stabbed in the finger Mbah Marto.
Yuna who was looking, grimaced as if she was in pain.
"Well, this .... Found the cause. Mas Yudi's butt muscles pulled all. Patience, I fix it first .... It's his run to the hamstrings of the knees, Mas .... Hold, yes ..., a little pain ..." said Mbah Dukun who directly massaged Yudi's thigh.
"Wadaaoouh ...!!" Yudi shouted back loudly.
"Already, Mas .... Try now to stand up again" said Mbah Marto the massage shaman.
Yudi standing. Then try to move his waist, then try to lift his legs. Right and left alternating.
"Wah ..., yes, Mbah .... Already eat. Good, Mbah .... It's not too painful" said Yudi who was happy to be able to stand comfortably and not feel pain.
Yudi smiled happily. The people who were there were also happy. Mr. Lurah laughed cheerfully. Likewise Yuna, who was certainly happy, because her lover was healthy again.
"Pak Dukun ..., may I try a massage ...?!" said Yuna who is curious about traditional massage ala Jogja.
"By ..., may .... Please ...." Answer Mbah Marto.
Yuna immediately poured her body on the gazebo cot, where Yudi had been massaged. Mbah Marto nodded slowly, of course so that Yuna did not feel pain. Starting from the massage on the soles of the feet, calves and thighs, then to the waist, back, nape and arms of the hands and fingers Yuna.
"Already, Ma'am Yuna .... Mbak Yuna is healthy, there are no problems with the nerves" said Mbah Marto who has finished massaging Yuna.
"Kok I don't scream in pain like Yudi ...?!" asked the curious Yuna.
"That's because Mbak Yuna is healthy ..." replied Mr. Lurah who was curious to see the Japanese girl on foot.
"Yes, right .... Mbak Yuna is healthy." added Mbah Marto, who was actually also surprised when massage Yuna kok who was massaged did not feel pain.
Of course the people there were also astonished, when they saw Yuna being massaged, not screaming in pain at all. Though usually, people who are massaged Mbah Marto will definitely scream in pain. But after Mbah Marto said that Mbak Yuna is healthy, people believe that no one is sick when massaged.
That's a shaman massage the nerves. If there are indeed veins that are tight, stiff, twisted, sprains, if there are nerves that do not fit the position, then if it is turned on by massaging, it will definitely scream in pain. But if the condition of the body is healthy, he does not feel pain, but instead feels more delicious as ordered.
Yudi thanked Mbah Marti the massage shaman, greeting while sticking an envelope while shaking hands with Mbah Marto, as payment.
"Thank you, Mbah Marto .." said Yudi.
"Well, Mas Yudi really bothered .... No need, Mas .., I can help already happy." Said Mbah Marto who tried to reject the envelope given by Yudi.
"Sampun, Mbah Marto .... It's just a matter of buying tobacco .... I have been helped, maturnuwun ..." said Yudi who forced Mbah Marto to receive the envelope.
"Njih ..., njih .... Matur Nuwun, Mas Yudi." said Mbah Marto who finally wanted to receive the envelope given by Yudi, and immediately put it in his pants pocket.
Indeed, the massage shaman in the village has no tariff. Not as a profession to be rewarded with money. Paid, thank God, not paid just think of it as charity. If the one who asks for help is an incapable person, Mbah Marto often refuses the gift. Mbah Marti the great massage shaman, would rather help than commercialize his skills.