MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
EPISODE 18
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I was shocked because Nur wasn't in his room. Though a minute ago he was still in this room before I opened the door for Ms. Rini.
"Where's Nur, Ma'am?" ask Bu Rini spontaneously.
"I'm surprised too, Mom. He was just here. Sleep again in that bed," I answered subtly.
TEK TEK TEK
There was the sound of plates clashing with spoons from the dining room. I hurried to walk towards the dining room located behind the living room.
"Nooooo!!!" I shouted as I walked towards the dining room. Miss Rini followed behind me.
"ASAGFIRE!!! you're here, son!" I shouted at my son.
"Nur's still lager, ma'am. So Nur came here to continue his lunch," answered my son while putting down the dishes that he had eaten away.
"Yes, Son. But this mother and Aunt Rinimu are shocked that you disappeared from your room so quickly," I explained to my child who looked confused.
"Sorry, yes, Mom!" answer again.
"Yes, hunt into the room again so that your body is immediately examined by this appointment!" my orders to Nur.
"Yes, Mom!" Nur answered while stepping into his room. While I rushed to pick up the plate and spoon my son had just used to wash in the back.
*
Bu Rini just finished checking on Nur's condition. He was sitting in the living room again putting back the stethoscope and other equipment he had just used. I took a seat in front of her, Ms. Rini.
"Where is Nur's condition, Ms Rini?" manya curious.
Miss Rini took a deep breath, then she said,
"That kid's okay, Ma'am! Tension, pulse, body temperature, and others are all normal," replied Bu Rini lightly with a smile.
"That's it, Mom? So, last night why was she so hot, huh, Mom? Until he is delirious" I replied.
"That's the effect of exhaustion or just catching a cold, Ma'am," replied Bu Rini confidently.
"What, Mom? I worry Nur why-why, Mom," I said.
"Quiet, Ma'am. I have had a vitamin injection. And this is Nur's medicine to strengthen his endurance. I drink to him regularly after meals. If there is anything, you do not hesitate to contact me," said Ms. Rini.
"Thank you a lot, yes, ma'am," I said.
"Together, Mother. Oh yeah, Mas Diki usually comes home at what time, Ma'am?" ask Miss Rini.
"No need, Mom. Sometimes five o'clock in the afternoon, we go home. Sometimes almost isha. It depends on the number of buyers in the market" I replied.
"Oi ... Mas Diki so nerusin yur lateumah Yu Darmi, huh?" ask Miss Rini.
"Yes, Mom. How else, the children of Yu Darmi are still studying. After all, from Yu Darmi's shop results are also partly for the tuition of the two of them, Mom," I replied.
"Yes, right, Ma'am. If you have spoken to Yu Darmi, I am sad, Ma'am," said Bu Rini with teary eyes.
"Monggo drank the tea, ma'am. Mumpung is still an angel," I said.
"Thank you, Ma'am. Kok, bother anyway, this way!" answer Miss Rini.
"Sweet, Mom?"
"Alhamdulillah, the sweetness is fitting. Oh, yes, I say back home, yes, because the agreement has been made to check on one of the neighbors affected by vertigo," said Ms. Rini.
"Wow, what a hurry, ma'am. Though the plan is not to take lunch together," I said.
"Next time, ma'am. Pity my neighbor for waiting too long" replied Miss Rini.
"How, Ma?"
"What, Ma'am?"
"The cost of treatment."
"No need, Ma'am."
"Don't do it, Mom."
"Okay, this is not what I'm saying to Miss Rini. I give thanks to the foster child of Miss Rini. Please accept,"
Old Miss Rini stared at the envelope I had taped to her hand.
"Thank you a lot, yeah, Ma'am!" said later.
"Everything. By the way, Bu Rini's foster children are all healthy, right?" my many.
"Well, that's it, ma'am. I just heard the news that one of the people who had adopted my foster child, turned out to have a bad personality," he replied.
"What do you mean, Mom? Does that guy treat his adopted kid any less well?" I asked.
"Now, I just heard the bad habits of that person recently, when every time he came to the parlour, he looked kind and compassionate, that's why we sincerely release one of our foster children to be adopted by the person. When I came to his house, it turned out that his house was empty. Said the neighbor, the person had moved by carrying the child as well," replied Ms. Rini sobbing.
"Yes God ... Patient ones, Mom. May the foster child of Bu Rini who was adopted by the person, be fine there," I said spontaneously.
"Amorochen ... Thanks a lot, yes, Ma'am. I said first ... Assalamualaikum,"
"Waalaikumsalam Warohmatullahi Westarokatuh,"
I drove Ms. Rini forward until she disappeared around the corner.
Sadness suddenly spread to my heart
*
"Mom, what bracelet is this? Mom, yeah, who put it on when Nur sednag slept?" ask my son before he goes to bed.
"Yes, Nur. That's someone's bracelet. You wear it first, yeah! my answer.
"I don't like the model, Mom. Nyeremi ... If you know I'm wearing a ginian bracelet, I can be made fun of" my son protested while trying to remove the bracelet on his wrist.
"Don't let go first, yeah, kid! You wear it for a while. Your father won't let you go to school tomorrow. Let you be completely healthy first, said the father," I replied as I held the bracelet so as not to be removed by Nur.
"Submit mommy, huh!" nur replied while grumbling and turning his back to me.
I left Nur sednag ready for bed. Mas Diki was watching television in the living room.
"What's the condition of our son, brother?" ask her with an anxious tone.
"Thank God his body is no longer hot, Mas. He's getting ready to go to sleep now" I replied as I lay my head on his shoulders.
"Bu Rini just came, right?" ask husband.
"Come here, Mas. Said Bu Rini, our child is just tired and just catching a cold," I replied as I stared fixedly at the shady eyes of Mas Diki.
"Thank God, then" said my husband, returning my eyes.
"Finally, tonight I don't have to stay up anymore, Mas!" myrag.
"Who are you saying you're not staying up late, brother?"
"Yes I said, Mas. Kan, our son's done his body, so God willing he can sleep well tonight,"
"You forgot, huh? The one you're dealing with is not just our son, but your husband as well."
"I mean, Mas?"
"If you stayed up last night take care of our son. Tonight, you have to stay up again for ...,"
"For what, Mom?"
"For nemenin mas, dong. Haven't we not long ago ...,"
"Yahoooooo!!!!?"
I also ran into the room because I was frightened by Mas Diki's strange look.
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