MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
PART 7 OF YU DARMI'S GOODS
When Yu Darmi's palm touched my skin, it was so cold that I felt, as if my hand was touched by an ice cube. But the extreme cold, unable to divert or reduce the horror in my brain will visual appearance of the spirit that is only a few inches below me. There was another sudden perch, this time not in the sense of touch or in the brain, but in my heart. Slowly but surely my heart seemed to feel bitterness, dissatisfaction, and disappointment. Yes, my heart suddenly felt what Yu Darmi felt for her death. The feeling was present only for a moment in my heart, then lost to the fear in my brain. Moreover, this time Yu Darmi opened his mouth wide and his eyes just glared, the face was getting closer to my eyes. I struggled as hard as I could, though,
"TIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK" I shouted
I pulled my body hard away from the creepy figure. My body rolled to the floor under the bed, it hurt, I held it back and tried to get back up. Yu Darmi was already in a sitting position facing me with cotton covering both nostrils. It seems like Yu Darmi still wants to hold me back, but I don't want to. I ran to the door and
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I hit someone's body
"What's up, Sister? How come this is so boring?" ask the man who turned out to be my own husband.
"Eh, i-it, Mas" I replied while pointing backwards, towards Yu Darmi. I buried my face on my husband's shoulder.
"There's nothing there, brother" my husband replied gently.
I looked, "FUCK! It turned out that Yu Darmi was no longer there" I said to myself
"There really is-"
"COA?" cut my husband off with his innocent face. I was prepared to give an honest answer but in order to keep my husband feeling, I had to lie,
"L-yes, Mas" I replied slowly
"Here, let me find the cockroach" My husband went straight to the mattress, turned back the pillow and lifted the edge of the mattress. I saw him become pity myself, Mas Diki is indeed the type of husband who protects. That's why I have so much respect for Nur's father. In addition to patience, the soul of his protector that makes me melt and willing to accept his proposal, get rid of some of his competitors. In fact, I was a village flower that many adam targeted at that time. Unlike Mas Diki, as his cousin's brother, Yu Darmi is also known to be judes by local residents. The stigma makes me have to be careful when interacting with him. Although I think Yu Darmi is not very judes-judes, but the assessment of the community does not necessarily affect the way I behave towards the late house.
"Yu Dar doesn't judge, Dik. He's just a little disciplined and decisive, maybe the only people who don't understand his character. Understandably, before living here, Yu Dar, will join her husband living in an army housing complex, occupying the house of her unoccupied sister-in-law" bela Mas Diki when I asked about the character of Yu Darmi when at odds with Wak Giman some time ago.
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I arranged the food on the plate accompanied by Nur in the kitchen. My son I told him to sweep and clean the whole kitchen. He did his job without protest.
"Mom, this window latch is broken huh? It can close, but it is not locked. Someone could have entered through this window" my son shouted while cleaning the window in the side kitchen. I went to my son to see him, he pushed the window outside to make sure that the window was completely broken.
"Well, really broken, huh, Nur?" much
"If there are thieves in, you can run out of furniture in this house, Mom" said Nur
"We lock this window patent with nails for a while, then let your father buy grendel in the store" he said
While Nur was looking for nails, I carefully observed the window.
"O MY GOD!!!" my peek. I saw a small nail stuck in the middle of the window, and there was a half-centimeter-square-sized rag stuck there. The position of the window does not allow for the person to get stuck there, unless the person deliberately steps over the window. I noticed the tear of the cloth deeply, a batik cloth patterned typical of this city. I thought, rarely do people use this batik motif, but somehow I like to have seen it before. But where is it?
Nur nailed the window from the inside, the rag I accidentally left there. Nur was kuwanti-wanti not much contact with the window when nailing him.
Tonight's event runs solemnly. Thank goodness the guests came rather more than the days before. What made me even more happy was that Yu Darmi was not nongol that night. After the event, I brought two packs of food, the plan was to take me to the house of Bu Titi and Bu Mimin. I was hugged by my husband, while Nur brought his own bike. Not yet at the house of Ms. Titi, I saw Ms. Titi was on foot using a white veil. I patted my husband on the shoulder as a sign to stop. After the bike stopped, I jumped down and ran across the street where Ms. Titi was.
"Assynogaic"
"Vaalaikumsalam. Uh, Sister Shinta. What's up, Ma'am?"
"This, Ms. Titi. I want to take food to the house of Sampean, but since I met Sampean here, yes I have given the food here only" I replied while thrusting a black crackle containing rice wrap.
"Well, you bother, Mommy?" he said while moving the wallet from right hand to left hand, his right hand stretched out to receive a black crackle from me. I gasped at the wallet that Ms. Titi was carrying. The motive of the wallet was exactly the same as mine which was a twin with Yu Darmi. I bought it in Jogja for recreation time with a large family.
"Titi's Mbak wallet is great?" I said I can't be arrested
"Wow, Sister Shinta is embarrassing for me. I bought it cheap, Ma'am from a friend" replied Ms. Titi lightly.
"cheap? As far as I know it costs about five hundred thousand, the wallet is made of real leather. That was the price a few years ago. Why did Lady Titi say cheap? Though in economic life, Lady Titi is also still ordinary. Or maybe ... " I wonder in my heart
"May I take a look at his wallet for a second, Ma'am?" much
"Wow, Sister Shinta is just there. But it does not contain tablets, his wallet makes styles only" replied Bu Titi while giving the wallet he held. His hands trembled slightly when thrusting it. I checked outside and inside the wallet. Fix, original product, same as I have at home.
"Well good, ma'am, the wallet? Buy to whom?" tanyaku.
"There's dech, Ma'am. Yes, I am in the hunt to go home. Want to watch the drama on the flying fish tivi" he said hurriedly
"Well, Samean likes to watch flying fish? If I like that, ma'am. Yesterday there was a good drama that told of a thief whose hand was broken off by a truck. Did Sampean watch it too?" I said intentionally pretending
"Which one, Ma'am? Yesterday's like that wasn't the story?" reply Bu Titi seriously
"Yesterday again, Ma'am" I replied in self-defense
"Oh, if yesterday the day after sich I don't see, it still hurts. Yes you have, Ma'am. Thanks for the food, Assalamualaikum"
"Girishal"
I stared at Bu Titi's departure with curiosity.
After meeting Bu Titi, we also headed to the house of Bu Mimin. Thank goodness the living room is still bright, meaning the person has not slept.
"Assalamualaikum" I said hello
"Waalaikumsalam" answered several people from inside the house
"Eh, Sister Shinta, Mas Diki, Nur. Come inside!" said Bu Mimin's husband who also sells in the market with Yu Darmi.
"False, Mas Sukirno. We just want to bring food here" I replied
"If you don't go in, the food won't be accepted" Mimin replied jokingly. We finally entered the house.
"How are you, Mas Sukirno? Rame market?" ask Mas Diki
"Alhamdulillah, Mother. It is better than no income, just live" replied Bu Mimin's husband
"Stand Yu Darmi is here, Mas?" ask my husband back
"That's it, Mas Diki. Before Yu Darmi died, he had told my husband to occupy his stand in the market" said Bu Mimin
"Yu Darmi said that to Sampaan, Ma'am?" ask my husband
"Eh, yes Mas. But my husband who wants to talk to Sampean is not good, but now it happens to be Sampean nanya, yes we have to say." Answer Ms. Mimin
"But it all comes back to you, Mas Diki. If you don't let me, that's okay. If possible, yes I will not turn a blind eye to provide replacement funds, calculate to help the cost of education of the two deceased children" said Mas Sukirno kalem.
Husband's silent.
"I'm not surprised why Yu Darmi would give me his stand. As long as we sell together in the market, one market no one gets along with you, only I am close to him. May the late be given the best place on his side." continued Mas Sukirno
"Aamiiiiin .. "answer us all
After a warm conversation, we resigned.
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The way home, on a motorcycle
"Mas Sukirno and Bu Mimin are now successful huh, Mas?" say
"Yes, Brother. The house and the furniture are now good" my husband replied
"STOP first, Mas" I said while patting her shoulder hard
"What's up, Brother?" ask my husband while stopping the motorcycle
"There's Yu Painem, Mas. I want to talk to him for a while" I said as I got off the bat. I looked back, there was no Yu Painem.
"Well, how did Yu Painem disappear?" i'm astonished
"You didn't see Yu Painem" my husband replied
"Really, Mas. We were salipan. He's walking right over there, but he's missing now, huh?" I still wonder
"Let's just go home! It's not good to stop near this cemetery" my husband said
I also followed the husband's advice to go home, but I was still wondering where Yu Painem had gone?
Arriving home, as usual the three of us prayed and had dinner together. After that, continue to rest. I remembered my lie to Ms. Titi, I said I like watching flying fish television. In fact, I don't really like watching television. Read a book or magazine.
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In the middle of the night I woke up thirsty, I went out of my room to fetch water at the dinner table. I deliberately strangled the door of the room with sandals to keep it open, afraid that Yu Darmi would appear again. I poured the water into a glass that said 'MAMA', then I gulped the water. "Alhamdulillah .. fresh." When I put the glass on the table, suddenly a sound came from the direction of the door ...
"Shiiiin .. "the voice of the woman from the direction of the door.
I'm surprised, who are these nights calling me? I remembered Nur's story last night. Is this the voice that my son fears?
"Nduuuk ... " The voice came back from behind the front door, somewhat sighing. In a state of fear and curiosity, I stepped slowly towards the source of the voice.
"Shiiiiin .. "the voice grew louder and louder from behind the door. My hair suddenly goosebumps, I sharpen my hearing to recognize who the owner of the voice is. Cold sweat soaked my back, but my curiosity was intense. I thought, this is my house. I cannot be afraid in my own home. In danger, I could scream. My husband is coming to help.
"Nduuuuk .. "the voice sounded clearer from behind the door, I skipped the curtain slightly to peer outside. Strange .. nobody in front of the house. The gate is still locked. I also closed the curtains. Suddenly ...
"Open the door, Nduk!" there was a voice coming from behind the door that was very clear. I suddenly remembered something ...
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