MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
CHAPTER 15 TAPPING
That night the joint prayer event went longer than usual because the guests were coming more than two days earlier, so it takes longer to distribute food and also three kinds of cakes that have been prepared before. Whether intentionally or not, when I was washing dirty dishes, suddenly Mr. RT came with a pile of dishes and placed next to me.
"You want help, Sinta?" sapanya slow.
"Eh ... No need," I replied in shock at the sudden appearance of Mr. RT.
Not only once, Mr. RT helped transport dirty dishes from the front to the kitchen. He did it twice. Twice, he talked to me. To be honest, I was actually uncomfortable with her existence, but there was no way I would overreact.
"Have you seen the video, brother?" ask again.
"Not everyone, sir," I replied trying to relax.
"When you've notified me, will you?" ask again.
"Yes" I replied briefly.
Fortunately, all the dishes had already been transported by the people. Otherwise, I could die here.
At that time I felt uncomfortable completing the job after the appearance of Mr. RT. But, because it was my intention to stay here to help Ms. Ning, I also continued the work until it was completed assisted by Bu Dibyo, Ms. Srintil and several other mothers.
"Til, you're weird as well it turns out, yes, my husband's age is far above you, deserves to be your father, also want you to embrace?" ledek Bu Dibyo's.
"Why not, Mom? I see Mr. Agung is still healthy, really. And pretty handsome, right? Work is also okay, so my children will not be displaced. I think Mr. Supreme will not refuse if asked to marry me to be a second wife. At most his first wife who can not be sincere," seduced Mbak Srintil.
"Ooooo ... You're your gragas, Til!" aspat Bu Dibyo who was greeted with giggling laughter by Mbak Srintil.
Finally Mbak Srintil knows the weak point to back down Bu Dibyo who always bulldozed him.
That night the work in the kitchen was done rather late. I deliberately gave money to Mbak Srintil and Bu Dibyo as a thank you for his help.
"Well, what's this money, ma'am?" ask Ms. Dibyo.
"Not bother, Ma'am. We are sincere in helping here. His name is also a neighbor" replied Sister Srintil.
"Take it, Mom ... Maqf ... This is nothing compared to your help. Consider this almsgiving for the late Bude Yati.
" Thank you, Ma'am. May Bu Yati be placed in His heaven. Aamiiin," replied Sister Srintil.
"Aamiiiin," I replied.
At ten o'clock all the residents of the house were asleep and just woke up the next day. At midnight actually I heard the sound of someone passing in front of the room I was in, but because I could not resist sleepiness, I continued to sleep again.
"Tumben is not praying tahajud, Dik?" greet my husband in the dawn of Azan.
"It's so sleepy, Mom," I replied.
"Wrong, all day making cookies ?" ask Mas Diki.
"Yes, Mas. Fortunately, they helped the neighbors. Otherwise, I don't know ...," I replied.
"Are we going to stay again today, brother?" ask Mas Diki.
"Today we'll just go home, yeah, Mom. The sixth and seventh day we will stay again" I replied.
"Hm .. okay, brother. By the way it's been a long time ..," said Mas Diki.
"What's the old one, Mom?" my many.
"Pak Taninya long time no visit the rice fields to grow crops," replied Mas Diki.
"Hm .. later, yes, if you're home" I replied.
"Why are you here, brother?" ask Mas Diki.
"Pak Taninya can saddle right to grow crops, Dik?" mas Diki Urge.
"Can you hold it until later, right?" my many.
"I think Mr. Taninya is impatient, Dik," replied Mas Diki.
Finally we both performed Fajr prayers in congregation after spending the stock of shampoo in the bathroom Mbak Ning.
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As usual I cleaned Ms. Ning's house. That day there were quite a lot of remnants of mineral water glass waste that I had to get rid of. I deliberately collected it by putting it in a plastic bag. Usually later in the day comes the scavenger who will take the used glass of mineral water to be sold to the old iron sales place. That's fine, we got it clean, the scavenger got the money. Usually we deliberately give money to the scavenger as a thank you for taking the remains of a glass of mineral water in our place.
Mas Vishnu had woken up to perform dawn prayers. After the dawn prayer, Mas Vishnu greeted me.
"Mak Ningmu doesn't feel well, Dik Shin," she said.
"Oh yeah? Maybe it's exhaustion, Mom," I replied.
"Eitherway. He was delirious last night" he replied.
"Have you been given medicine, my dear?" my many.
"It has. Around two o'clock he drank paracetamol, alhamdulillah can sleep well even though his body is still anget," replied Mas Vishnu.
"Duh, hopefully soon to recover, yes, Mas. We plan to go home today" I replied.
"Lohs. Don't want to stay again?" ask Mas Vishnu wonder.
"Later, we will stay again on the sixth and seventh day. Now, we're going home first. Want some houses and boutiques too, Mas," I replied.
"Yes already, Brother. It's okay for you to go home first," Mbak Ning sidelines suddenly appeared from behind the room while holding her head.
"Eh, Sister Ning. How's it going, Mommy? Mas Vishnu said your body was hot last night?" my many.
"Alhamdulillah, it's gone, brother. Yesterday suddenly my body had a fever and could not sleep" replied Ms. Ning.
"Sir Ning, is it okay if we go home today?" I just feel bad.
"It's okay, Sister. But, I'll be back again, right?" ask Ms. Ning.
"Yes, Mother. But, I think of the sampean, Ma'am," I replied.
"I'm okay, Sister. Let it be a bit unfortunate, I want to ask to transfer to Mas Vishnu to the practice of dr. Inspiration in the next RW," replied Sister Ning.
"Oh, yes, that's it. Thank you very much, Ma'am" I replied.
"Yes. I want to pray first Fajr, Dik," he said.
"Yes, Ma'am" I replied.
Ms. Ning walked into the bathroom with staggered steps. Mas Vishnu helped to wash it from the room to the bathroom.
"May you be just plain sick from the weariness, Sister Ningrum," I said in my heart.
I stared at the back of Mbak Ning's body who stepped assisted by Mas Vishnu into the bathroom. But, from the bathroom to the musala, Sister Ning did not want to be swept away, probably because it kept from aborting. Ms. Ning walked while her hands were holding on to the embok so as not to fall because her head was currently dizzy.
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