MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
EPISODE 27: ANGRY

Mr. Salihun and Mr. Ratno that morning also did not miss gathering at the house of Mr. Ade. There have been gathered other residents who also want to see the situation of Mr. Ade directly. However, after they all arrived at Mr. Ade's house, they finally learned that Mr. Ade had been taken to the hospital by Ms. Nisa and Mr. Dimas' family. All residents can only meet and talk with Mr. Jefri and Ms. Jefri.

“Where was Mr Ade's situation, Bu?” ask a couple of people at the same time.

“Duh, if you saw the condition of Mr. Ade certainly did not have the heart. His face is full of blood. And his body is full of wounds,” Bu Jefri replied with a fiery voice.

“What did Mr Ade pass out, Mom?” ask the people again.

“Nnot until fainting, anyway. But his condition is already very weak. I can't get up even just sitting,” replied Bu Jefri again.

“Loh, are there any signs of paralysis, Bu?” ask the people again.

“Hopefully it doesn't get to that ma'am. But, if you saw the condition directly, you will not have the heart anyway,” replied Bu Jefri with a dramatic tone.

“Is it true that Mr Ade fell because he was chased by his ghost Laras, Bu?” ask other people.

“If Mr. Ade says it is so,” replied Bu Jefri with an unpleasant tone while somewhat melengos briefly when he had a meeting with Mr. Salihun and Mr. Ratno.

“But, just now Mr. Jefri said that Mr. Ade was mistaken. He thought his back shirt was pulled Laras when he slung the bathroom door handle. Which is right, Mom? What do you say about Mr Jefri?” cut off the other people.

“My husband did see that the tear on the back of Mr. Ade's shirt was on the doorknob, but Mr. Ade himself said that he was held by his ghost Laras. Now the Fathers and Mothers want to believe more in the analysis of my husband or the words of Mr. Ade directly. Given Mr. Ade who experienced the incident himself,” concluded Bu Jefri.

“Yes too, anyway. That's true said Ms. Jefri. Duh, that means Laras' ghost has already taken a lot of casualties, huh? Lest Mr. Hartono was killed because he was disturbed by his ghost Laras too,” muttered one of the residents.

“Loh, you just heard, anyway? Before Mr Hartono was killed in an accident, Ms Reni was already bullied by the ghost of Laras the day before?” add another citizen.

“Hus! What are you guys talking about, anyway? If there's no evidence, don't talk about it. You can be charged with unpleasant actions. Do you not realize here there are accomplices Mr. Herman and Miss Dewi?” scold one of the citizens.

“Ups! Yes too. Besides I am afraid even I who was visited by his ghost Laras because of talking about it,” replied the resident earlier.

Meanwhile in another corner, Mr. Jefri was also busy answering the questions of his neighbors. The majority of those who grumble Mr. Jefri are adam who do not like to ramble or add to the talk. Mr. Jefri himself also conveyed information in accordance with what he saw. Not exaggerated or reduced.

Mr. Salihun and Mr. Ratno who were also in that place also heard and saw firsthand all the contents of their conversation. They just pretended not to bully when those people were talking about Laras. So do those people. They were not unaware of the whereabouts of the two men there, but they deliberately pretended not to know the whereabouts of the two old men alone. Finally, Mr. Salihun and Mr. Ratno did not feel at home for long at the place. They both came last, but came home earlier than the others.

“We go home, Rat!” bring Mr. Salihun.

“Come, Hun!” answer Mr. Ratno.

They both left Mr. Ade's house without saying goodbye first to the others. Their departure was highlighted by residents who still survive in Mr. Ade's house. I don't know what they're going to talk about in front of Mr. Ade's house. Especially if not to gossip Laras and the family of Mr. Herman.

“Rat, you heard, what were those people talking about?” ask Mr. Salihun to his best friend.

“Listen once, Hun. Lah wong my ears are not budeg,” said Mr. Ratno in an emotional tone.

Mr. Salihun realized that he had wrongly asked the question to his friend. Mr. Ratno did not admit that the refreshing was rather minimal.

“I mean, you're usually indifferent to people's talk. Just now you know, if those people were talking about Mbak Laras and us?” mr. Salihun.

“Iya, Huns. I heard it. I'm grigetan with them. Especially that same Miss Jefri. The turn of the Goddess Mother to give alms they are scrambling and pretentious to sweeten the face. Not to know they were behind Bu Dewi even mocked Mbak Laras. Is that the same as mocking Bu Dewi as well? Where the woman gembrot is using our all. Why not just talk directly, let me tear the mouth of a woman who buckets like that!” mr. Ratno replied with increasing emotion.

“Patience! Be patient! If you say rough like gini. That means you're no different than that Jefri ma'am. How much money do you have, how dare you tear people's mouths? Dare you same Mr. Jefri” replied Mr. Ratno.

“Ya, no, hell. Besides, if Mr. Jefri is good. Different from his wife. His talk makes people high blood only,” said Mr. Ratno in a low tone.

“Ya. Don't think about it, Rat. Think of it as a barking dog, wong Bu Dewi and Mr. Herman are fine. Miss Dewi even every night alone stay only with Panji. His house is close to the house of Mbak Laras. The proof is safe! Means gossip Mbak Laras so the ghost is just an issue, replied Mr. Salihun.

“Hm .. I was actually also in doubt, anyway, Rat. But, true to your words just now, the proof is that Miss Dewi is safe until now. People who make the atmosphere in this Pomegranate hamlet so impressed horror,” replied Mr. Salihun

“Sip then. Means from now on we do not have to fear the same ghost rumors, yes?” said Mr. Ratno.

“OK,” replied Mr. Salihun.

“Where are we going now? Are we going to report this to Mr Herman or Ms Dewi?” ask Mr. Ratno.

“Do not, Rat! I do not want them to be thinking again” replied Mr. Salihun.

“Continue, where are we going now?” ask Mr. Ratno.

“Where if we go to the rice field, Rat, to check the results of our rat traps, does it work or not?” answer Mr. Salihun.

“This spring?” asked Mr. Ratno doubtfully.

“You want a big harvest, no?” ask Mr. Salihun.

“Mau dong, so you can wait to take the hajj,” said Mr. Ratno.

“Yes, we do not delay the work if you want a big harvest. If we go home now ntar innan even sleepy and sleep. It is not good to sleep in the morning,” replied Mr. Salihun.

“Ya already then. Come on, we'll leave for the rice fields soon!” replied Mr. Salihun with great enthusiasm.

“Well, that's the spirit dong! By the way, are you really focused on hearing?” asked Mr. Salihun with a refined sentence so as not to offend his friend.

“What? You're saying I'm a pruneg, right? My hearing is when I hear the voices of the mothers of the bellies and nyinyir will become even more sensitive Hun!” answer Mr. Ratno.

“Ya, already. Come, depart now for the rice fields!” said Mr. Salihun with a normal voice not as loud as before. The man did have a habit of speaking rather loudly to Mr. Ratno.

“What, Hun?” asked Mr. Ratno while closing his ears.

“Yes Allah .. Kirain has healed you, Rat! Tenyata is still bude!” ompat Mr. Salihun with a normal voice.

“What are you talking about, Hun? How, like whispers?” mr Ratno's Protest.

“No, Rat. I just muttered. Now, we're leaving, yuk!” said Mr. Salihun right in the ear of his best friend.

“Okay, Hun! That's how it's clarified!” replied Mr. Ratno with a plain face.

Mr. Salihun can only shake his head with the behavior of his best friend.

“Where to go, Hun?” ask Mr. Ratno again.

“Lewat ahead of the grave! Where else are you going?” answer Mr. Salihun flat.

“Yes Lord!” pekik Mr. Ratno.

“Why, Rat, are you scared?” asked Mr. Salihun by whispering in Mr. Ratno's ear.

“Eng-not, really, I'm not afraid!” mr. Ratno replied a little stammered.

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