MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
EPISODE 29: THRONE
Madam Dewi checked the chicken. He saw in the tomb of Laras there are traces of blood that has begun to blacken. He thought that if indeed this chicken had accidentally died on top of the tomb of Laras, there could have been no traces of blood there. The woman began to think that there was someone who deliberately killed the chicken and dripped his blood over the tomb of Laras.
Miss Dewi was with all her courage, removing the chicken carcass from the top of the tomb Laras using dry wooden twigs that she found next to the tomb of Laras. He also got rid of the soil that had traces of chicken blood.
“Who could have done this to Baras? Nduk, you are strong, Nduk. Bude will help you escape your revenge. Bude won't let people use you to do evil. Bude is saying goodbye now. Assalamualaikum ..” said Bu Dewi as he passed away leaving the tomb Laras with a squeeze.
The sun has begun to rise and it is shining to light up the earth. To give life to all the creatures of the earth as His Sunnatullah. Every event on this earth is His destiny. However, humans are also given the opportunity to determine their own way of life. Of course, all choices have their own consequences. Every good or evil will have its own reward. Madam Dewi did not think that there could be people who could do that to Laras.
“Aduh!” suddenly the foot of the Goddess Mother caught something while walking through the path so that the woman also fell forward. No one helped the woman because she was alone in the place. Madam Dewi could only grimace withstanding the pain in her heels due to the fall. He tried to get up himself. How surprised the woman was when she saw the inscription on one of the headstones right next to her.
“Pak Hartono!” scream that woman.
I don't know what the Goddess felt at that time. He immediately got up and ran away with all his might leaving the burial area until his breath became stingy. So scared, he almost hit someone in front of the funeral gate.’
“Astagfirullah!!” pekik Bu Dewi's.
“Aduh!” scream that woman.
“Sorry, Mas!”said Ms. Dewi.
“It's okay, Miss Dewi. Madam Dewi why run away like this?” scold the young man.
“Nothing, Mas Dwi. I just hunted home out of the tomb-“ replied Miss Dewi.
“What Bu Dewi just bullied-“ asked Dwi Purnomo.
“No, Mas. No one bothers me,” replied Bu Dewi cut off Dwi Purnomo's speech because he could guess the way the young man spoke which would later corner Laras' spirit back.
“Oh, thank God that there is nothing,” replied Dwi Purnomo.
“I say goodbye first, Mas Dwi,” said Bu Dewi who answered a nod by the handsome young man.
Miss Dewi also left the young man who was carrying a black crackle that might contain food that he would give to workers in his rice field. Understandably, Dwi Purnomo is the only child of the village head Sido Mekar who is predicted to replace his father who will expire next year. Pomegranate hamlet is part of Sido Mekar village. Pomegranate Hamlet is also a food barn for residents of Sido Mekar hamlet. However, unfortunately the public facilities in Pomegranate hamlet are still far from enough. Especially the access road in Pomegranate hamlet is still very concerned so as to complicate activities for the residents. Many times residents have complained to the village head, but never noticed. The reason later and later continue.
“Perhaps wait for lebaran monkey to be built his way, Mr. Herman,” said Mr. Bagong.
“He he he .. There-There's only this Mr. Bagong,” replied Ustad Andi.
“Well, here's how the head of his village is hereditary. Difficult to advance this village,” added Pak Bagong.
“Loh, the system has direct selection. Means indeed the community wants Mr. Dibyo to be the head of this Sido Mekar village,” replied Ustad Andi.
“The theory is so, Ustad. But, Ustad knows that the people mostly choose Pak Dibyo because they are given money two hundred thousand per KK,” replied Mr. Bagong.
“Wah, I why does no one give money after the election?” tanya Ustad Andi's.
“Yeah, then. Next year the community must be compact to choose a village head who is trustworthy,” said Ustad Andi.
“It's like that, Tad. Pray that the man will go forward as the village chief, Tad!” answer Mr. Bagong.
“Only who will be told to be the village head by the citizens here?” tanya Ustad Andi's.
“There, Tad!” answer Mr. Bagong.
“Who, Mr Bagong? So curious, here!” urk Ustad Andi's.
“But, don't charge anyone yet, Tad. You see, if this information is heard by supporters of Mr. Dibo it could be dangerous, Ustad. Mr. Dibyo will propose his son, Mas Dwi, to replace his position,” replied Mr. Bagong.
“OK, relax. Who is it, Mr Bagong?” ask Ustad Andi again.
“This is my whisper, Ustad!” replied Mr. Bagong while advancing his mouth into the ears of the young man who became one of the religious figures in the hamlet of Pomegranate.
“Hah?” pekik Ustad Andi did not believe it.
“Why, Ustad? Not expecting, right?” said Mr. Bagong.
“Iya. Couldn't possibly be?” the Ustad Andi Protest.
“Ustad is said to be in disbelief,” replied Mr. Bagong.
“Not so, Mr. Bagong. But-“ replied Ustad Andi.
“Wait for the play date, Ustad. I dare liposuction if until the person I mentioned just did not advance as a candidate for the village head of Sido Mekar,”, said Mr. Bagong confidently.
“Ah, it's good in Pak Bagong if you can suck fat!” Ustad Andi laughed winkingly with the speech of the fat man in front of him.
“He he he .. What is good looking for, Ustad? Oh yes, Ustad Andi must also prepare to be a village device if the candidate I mentioned just now can be selected,”ujar Pak Bagong again.
“Related, Mr. Bagong. I'm lazy to do politics, ” replied Ustad Andi.
“There is no reason. Anyway have to want!” firmly Mr. Bagong.
“Come, Sir!” said Ustad Andi while leaving Mr. Bagong.
Along the way, the young man thought that Mr. Bagong was not serious about saying the name of the would-be village chief. Maybe it was just a casual talk, like the words of Mr. Bagong who talked him into a village device just now.
“There-There's only Mr. Bagong, nih!”
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