MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
CHAPTER 19: THE BREAKUP
I roared hysterically calling out Bude Yati's name. The sudden appearance of Bude Yati carrying a child just now really made me shocked. My longing for Bude Yati who is so motherly and patient is really unstoppable at that time. Maybe because of the sound of my screams, there were some neighboring mothers who came to me, even though the position of their house was a bit far from my house, but so loud my voice, they could hear it.
"Bak Sinta why?" ask Miss Rofi.
"I'm okay, Mom," I replied, wiping away tears.
"Did Mbak Sinta have a fight with Mas Diki?" press Miss Dana.
"Mpoten really, Mom," I replied again.
"Well, then why did Mother Sinta scream while crying this afternoon? We're worried about Sinta's situation, you know?" reply Ms. Dana.
I was confused as to what to answer them. If I answered honestly, they couldn't possibly believe it. If I don't answer, fear gives them room to slander or gossip about me. I also thought hard how to make them not confused anymore.
"Anu, Mum. Just now it was fitting that I was sitting at the front, suddenly I got the news of grief," I replied in a cautious tone.
"Oh, huh? Who died, Mom? Diki's okay, right?" ask Miss Rofi worriedly.
"Eh, anu, Mom. My Bude is dead" I replied, pretending to be sad when Bude Yati died three days ago. But, I had no other choice at that time.
"Innalillahi wainnailaihi roojiuuun ..," the mothers said simultaneously.
"Keep, Sister Sinta, are there no plans to go to her house now? Or wait for Mas Diki to come?" press Miss Dana.
"Well, there you go, Miss Dana. My Bude is far away from the province. There's no way I can go there now" I replied, because it's strange that the mothers still see me here today when I say my house is close. Meanwhile, if I have to go to Bude Yati's house today is also not funny because I intend to go home for a few days to see the condition of the house and rest.
"Oh Allah, Sister Sin. How anyway? When will Madam Sin be able to get there?" ask Miss Rofi.
"That's it, Miss Rofi. If Mas Diki and I suddenly go there today, it is also impossible for us to take care of Bude's body because the distance is too far. What about our shops if they are suddenly left behind? Senior employees are limited. If closed, keep the resellers who rely on our store as their breeding ground. So, it took us two or three days to train them to manage the store without our supervision. That was only for a while.
"What happened, Ma'am?" ask Bu Rofi again.
"Maybe the day after I go to Bude's. So we still have two days to prepare the store and also later we can stay longer there," I replied seriously.
"Well, that's better, ma'am. What matters is his prayer, Ma'am," replied Ms. Dana.
"Yes, Mom. But, after all, that bude is a very meritorious person in my life. Miris it feels at the time of his departure, I can not take care of his body," I replied grieving.
"Bak Sinta would like me to give you input, wouldn't you?" ask Ms. Dana as the manager of PKK activities at my place.
"You, Mom. What's?" manya curious.
"Sampean later when he arrived at his slave house ask his children budenya or whoever brother Ma'am Sinta who lives there. Ask, who are the neighbors who help a lot during the preparation of the funeral and salutation there. If it has been found out by anyone, then Sinta Mbak can share the fortune to them as alms whose reward is intended for the Buddhist house Mbak Sinta. How's it?" said Ms. Dana.
"That's it, huh, Mom?" muttered.
"Yes, Mother. God willing they will be happy to accept it" added Miss Dana
"Thank you for the idea, Miss Dana. It seems so good" I replied.
"Yes already. Since it's late afternoon, is Sinta already okay for us to stay?" ask Miss Rofi.
"Together, Sister Sinta. If you need anything, do not hesitate to WA in the RT group, yes?" said Ms. Dana.
"Yes, Mom. Thank you," I replied.
"Assynolt,"
"Guilipinam,"
The mothers left me alone. Their arrival was enough to make my heart calmer than before. I remember saying with the little boy earlier that my gift was very much awaited by Bude Yati.
"That's right said Miss Dana, I can give alms to the people who are busy at Ms. Ning's house. Hm ... I'll give some money and money to Ms. Dibyo, Ms. Srintil, and other mothers. Waitaminute! Shouldn't I just give the job to Sister Srintil? But, what job, huh? If in the shops Mas Diki like employees are full of everything. Hm ... What job, huh? Oh yea. Why do I remember, huh? Doesn't my boutique need one employee to help me with my job? Okay, I'll ask Mas Diki's advice first, later." I speak in my heart.
I entered the house and closed the door from the inside. I decided to take an afternoon bath while waiting for Mas Diki and Nur to come. While in the bathroom, I still remembered the figure of the little boy and Bude Yati earlier. I had thought that the little boy would knock on the door again or he would come back with Bude Yati. But, if from the way they had communicated with me, it seemed like it was the last message from Bude Yati to me.
"Goodbye, Bude Yati. May you be given the best place by His side. Aamiiin," I said inwardly.
Just as I came out of the bathroom, I heard the sound of Mas Diki's car engine stopping in front.
"Acollins ...,"
"Nrankings ...,"
After shaking hands with the two of them, I also told my husband and son to take turns bathing because soon magrib. Nur took a shower first, while Mas Diki put the car into the garage first.
"Where's the whole day at home, brother?" ask Mas Diki.
"Hm ... I've been resting all day, Mom," I replied.
"Good then" replied Mas Diki.
"Mas, you know Sister Srintil, right?" much
"Yes. Why?" ask Mas Diki.
"Why would I hire him to help out with a job at the boutique?" I asked with a serious look towards Mas Diki's eyes.
"You're serious, brother?" ask Mas Diki.
"Yes, Mommy" I replied.
"But, Dik-" interrupted Mas Diki.
SERIATE
At the sister's place, if people die covered up to how many days? Then, the neighbor who helped, loved, no, just finished the last day?
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