Lover From the 9th Century Season 1 & 2
Happy Simbok Road
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Mama and I then prepared to return back to the village of Tubai. Grandpa and grandma don't forget to give us by - by.
(Nature of Gunung Kidul).
The southern mountains are famous for their arid lands. The people here are mostly as farmers. They use the rain soil. When the dry conditions of the soil are broken - broken. But the nature of Gunung Kidul is famous for its excellent white stone content. In addition to the stunning white sand beach.
"Sri's later for byby" said grandfather
Grandpa gave us peanuts that had been peeled. Corn seeds, green beans, tolo (a kind of bean - beans). Grandpa also gave me money as a sheet of Rp 100,000,-
"Rara, this is for school fees later huh" said grandfather
"Love the cake" I said
They all hugged and kissed us one by one. My brother who is the same age as me his name is Mika, giving me a book.
"Sir, this is for you" he said
Ma'am Mika is a year below me. But I call him 'the baby' because he's the son of Budhe (his brother's father).
"What is this mbak?" much
"This book contains photos - photos of the Gunung Kidul family" he said
"Thank you, ma'am" I said
Mika's fate is the same as mine. Her father abandoned her and her mother since childhood. So break even, I left father. Mika was also left by her father.
We hugged and panted. Pakdhe ku (her husband budhe to my three), helped us intercept a car from the village of sewah to wonosari city. My dump house is adjacent to the road that is passed by public transportation.
Arriving at my house is already evening. We were greeted by Mas Antong and Mbok Temu.
"How many pockets?" ask Mas Antong.
I then showed you a hundred thousand pieces.
"Just be here for me." seduced Mas Antong.
"No, no, no." I said and went into the room and hid the money.
Mama then told me about the condition of her family-in-law and her husband. Mbok Temu then asked that Mama be more patient and enthusiastic in maintaining and educating me. Not to forget mama also gave some by - by from Gunung Kidul for him.
"It will be cooked, by - by Gunung Kidul it's just like this" said mama
"Yes the area is dry" said Mbok Temu.
Mama does not need to explain about the environmental conditions where grandma. He had been to Gunung Kidul when delivering mama during marriage. Mbok Temu invited us to take a shower and rest. The long journey definitely made us tired and sleepy. Especially me, his body is like breaking. I was uncomfortable during the trip. I'm drunk on the vehicle. From the day I left home, I was always drunk.
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Morning - morning.
Coughing - cough. Mama was worried and brought warm water.
"Bok, don't you, papa, right?" mama said.
"I, no papa, Sri, if I will be called Gusti Alloh. I'm nitip my grandson, Nara. Love him, do not be yelled at - snapped, patient, especially if he asks about his father, explain and give understanding." Simbok message.
" Simbok, that's talking opo to (Simbok talking what the hell), really like to leave me and Rara. Simbok still has to take care of me and Rara. If the symbok go I already have no one - who else to be my guidance." isak mama.
Simbok then kept silent and closed his eyes
"Wektu ne Simbok iki ora suwe meneh, Sri (My time will not be long). You must be sincere and one pesenku, take good care - both Rara. Soon he will feel great suffering and inner pressure because of your actions and passions" said Simbok
"That's, Mbok?" my mother said bungung.
The standby just smiles and then lies down.
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Late at night, Simbokku's body is hot cold
She called Parno's doctor to check on Simbok. The doctor then examines the Simbok and is given medication. Then rest and sleep. Coincidentally tonight, Simbok sleeps inside the house. I was a little suspicious and felt strange. It is not as usual to sleep in the house. I also did not dare to disturb his sleep Simbok, which I know Simbok again sick.
I slept with my mom in our room. In my heart, I let out my mother's sobs, who rubbed my head and apologized for yelling at me and told me a little about my father. Mama thinks I've slept well. I still hear Mama. I don't know why I didn't sleep well tonight. I keep thinking about Simbok.
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Early in the morning, my mother was hysterically calling - calling Simbok and shouting for help. I still did not wake up, but many of my neighbors came. Someone took off and prepared everything.
I woke up and was shocked, because my house was a lot of people.
Bude just said "Ra, today you don't have to go to school, yeah. Wash your face, brush your teeth, pack your breakfast, this bude already scrape eggs."
I saw the front room and then left the house. I saw Simbok already on my bench by a neighbor and bathed. I knew that the ritual was the process of bathing the corpse.
"Simboook, simboook..simboook" I shouted and then I took off. I lost the Simbok figure that I love so much.
Mama then approached me in tears and said "Ra, Simbok wes serene saiki neng Swargaloka ro Mbah Kakung (Ra, Simbok is now quiet in heaven with grandfather). Now we both live." so my mama.
I just strip off while looking at my Simbok corpse. The stand is then put to sleep on a table full of flowers and offerings. My neighbors are busy cooking, making flower arrangements, and preparing everything. I then approached Simbok's corpse while stripping and said
"Bok, how can you leave me and mama to, Mbok?"
Pakde Lulu then approached me and said "Wes, Nduk, Simbok wes calm down. Just pray Simbok yo mugo - hugo Simbok manunggal with Brahman. (do the symbok may be fused with God)"
I then left Simbok and I took a shower. I was wearing the clothes my mother had just bought me.
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My schoolmates came to visit my teacher. They greeted me one by one and said condolences.
The procession of Simbok's death was carried out using Hindu means. The Hindus of my village pray and pray for Simbok to be accepted on the side of Brahman. I listen to withered canticles, long crossbows, and other death spells.
I can only keep going. I saw my Mama who also never stopped stripping.
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At 13:30 is the time when Simbok's body was put in the coffin. Crate decorated with flower strands - beautiful fresh flowers. My mother and I then broke 3 times under Simbok's coffin. I also don't know what it means, but I just follow Mama's orders.
At 14:00 it was time for Simbok's body to be buried. My area if a Hindu dies is not cremated or in Aben but buried like the others. I saw one of the residents sprinkling yellow rice and money. I also smell a very pungent incense.
I just saw Simbok's body stretcher towards the cemetery.
"Good way, Mbok. Thank you for being a lamp in my life. Thank you for loving us." I said in my heart.
Ceremonies or death salutes in my house are held regularly for 7 days. Many families, relatives, and neighbors who come to pray for the spirit of Shimbok.
Selamatan people died for the Javanese people carried out at a certain time. Among them for 7 consecutive days - 40 days, 100 days, 2 years, and the last is 1,000 days. After that, a tombstone will be installed (nyaandi). The grave soil is replaced with cement then installed ceramic.
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