MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
EPISODE 21: DEATH MESSAGES
After seeing her son completely asleep, Miss Dewi also put the Panji on the mattress. He was really happy to see his adopted son was not fussy anymore. For Ms. Dewi, her greatest happiness at that time was Panji. He would do anything for the sake of the cute baby's happiness. Miss Dewi did not forget to attach a thick blanket to the tiny body of the toddler child. Then the woman laid her body next to Panji. His gaze was straight ahead towards the wall clock that was quite large in size.
"It was half-eleven o'clock at night, but Mas Herman hadn't arrived yet. Is he overtime tonight?" ask the Goddess herself.
Furthermore, Bu Dewi was reminded of the pieces of books he took at the house Laras a few minutes ago. He grabbed the rag he used to carry the banner. The book piece is in that line. Gradually the Goddess Mother pulled the piece of the book from within the array. For a few seconds Ms. Dewi noticed the front cover of the book was quite thick. There is a picture of a flower on the front page of the book. Memories of the beautiful woman floated back in a few years ago. At that time Bu Dewi invited Laras who was a teenager to shop for school needs in a store in the next village. At that time Laras chose a book with a rose-patterned cover.
"Bude, I picked this one?" said Baras to Bu Dewi.
"You like the rose picture, Laras?" ask the Goddess.
Laras nodded.
"Yes if you want that one" replied Miss Dewi.
"There's plenty, Bude," Laras replied beamingly.
Miss Dewi loved Laras very much and treated Laras like her own child. So Bu dewi was disappointed because Laras did not want to continue his studies and chose to go to the city leaving the house he provided for Laras. Remembering those times made Miss Dewi shed tears.
Miss Dewi opened the cover of the book and she found the writings of Laras while still alive. Bu Dewi read sheet by sheet of the Laras writing that tells a lot about the daily life of the woman. How Laras feels happy to have a new family, namely Mr. Herman and Bu Dewi, who he has considered as his own parents. There are also writings about his feelings of interest in the figure of Andi who has been his best friend since childhood. However, he did not dare to express his feelings to the man because he had promised himself not to date before being able to make his mother happy and also the family of Bu Dewi. Bu Dewi felt anxious after reading one by one sentences written in detail by Laras. Even the tears of the woman could not shed.
"May you be happy there, Nduk," said Miss Dewi in her heart.
Madam Dewi continued to read the diary page by page. There were already countless how many tears were dripping down the woman's cheeks until her eyes were a bit swollen. Bu Dewi's eyes were flabbergasted when he came to the last few pages of the book's piece. If previously Baras wrote in black, blue, or pink ink. On this page Laras wrote it in red ink. Mother Dewi read one by one the words written in red ink.
Today I just want to die. My life is ruined. There's no point in me living. All because of that bastard.
I'M STUPID!!! I think he's a good guy. I didn't think he could do that to me.
This guy used to pass in front of the house. I didn't suspect him because in this area, he's famous as a good guy. He also has a good relationship with the Bude family.
The man stopped by the house to ask for a glass of water, saying he forgot to bring water when he went fishing. He wants to go home, he said too far. Because I felt like my own neighbor, I didn't suspect anything either. I told her to wait a little while in front of the house and I got her some water in the kitchen. Unbeknownst to me, he entered the house and hid in the living room. As I walked from the kitchen into the living room, he suddenly smothered my mouth from behind.
"Toooooooo-" My screams don't come.
I struggled to escape the man's grip. However, what is my day of a woman compared to the body strength of an adult man like him. He kept me and dragged me. I don't want to give up, I know that man will do me bad. I tried to scream, but it was useless because my mouth was tightly smothered using his burly hands. It seems like the savage man had long planned this out. He deliberately waited for this quiet hamlet to launch his action. I can't do anything anymore either. Screaming can't even be. In fact, under such circumstances he still threatened to kill me if I continued to struggle.
That man is absolutely SAVAGE. His behavior is much different from his good name. Today he ruined my future. I wanted to kill him, but I couldn't. I'm angry I hate, but it's free. I can't do anything about it. Today I just want to die. HARTONO'S! Someday I will avenge all you have done for me!!!!! You must DIE!!!!
The eyes of Bu Dewi widened when reading the last page of the diary piece written by the Laras. He did not expect Laras to have been a victim of the savagery of Pak Hartono, his neighbor who he knew well and was killed by a car in the middle of the night.
"Oh Allah, Nduk. Why didn't you tell Bude back then?" the tears of Bu Dewi again broke in memory of the tragic events that befell his son Mbok Inah. At the moment when Bu Dewi was crying, she suddenly heard her husband's motorbike from outside the house. Madam Dewi thought for a moment, then she hid the diary piece under the mattress. Somehow she did not want her husband to know that Laras had a diary and in it it was written that Laras had been harassed by Mr. Hartono.
Lady Dewi opened the door for her husband.
"Assyntheal,"
"Guilipinam,"
"What's your eyes swollen, brother? You're crying, aren't you? Panji's fine, right?" ask Mr. Hermanto.
"It's okay, Mom. I just finished tahajud only," replied Miss Dewi lying.
"Obah ... Thank goodness then. Kirain cried why. Sorry about it, brother. Today Mas from out of town again so go home late," said Mr. Herman.
"Yes Mas. It's okay" replied Miss Dewi.
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