MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)

MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
CHAPTER 3 DREAMS


"Sik, wakeup! Up, Dik!" mas Diki shouted while shaking my body.


"Thank God, you're coming, Mom. Help me!" sahutku.


"Please what? You're just a nightmare" replied Mas Diki.


"It was really just a dream, was it?" ask again.


"Yes. Let's get up and take a shower. I'm gonna have magrib in a minute. So if you run out of it don't sleep let's not have nightmares!" said Mas Diki while spitting on my shoulders that felt stiff.


"I just want to sleep, Mas. But it turned out to be carried away to sleep, really," I replied.


"Yes.hunt, no shower!" hatchlings.


"Yes, Mommy" I replied.


I rushed to the bathroom too. The dream that felt real was still looming as I went to the bathroom. After the Magrib prayer I also prayed to Allah SWT to accept the deceased Bude Yati as his salihah servant.


After the Magrib prayer while waiting for the Isya prayer, I invited Mas Diki to chat.


"Mas, I'm really feeling that there's something odd about Bude Yati's death, huh?" I opened the chat.


"What date, brother? Bude Yati is old enough?" Mas Diki denied my words.


"It's not so, Mom. I still don't think it out. In the evening Bude Yati was still here healthy wal afiat with Bulek Darsih, it was early morning when he suddenly died," I said.


"Nobody's life is certain, brother. Newborns sometimes die first. It's possible that Bude was so exhausted that he didn't realize his health suddenly dropped" said Mas Diki.


"Mas, that was my dream Bude Yati came and asked me for help," I said later.


"The dream is just a sleeping flower, sister. You keep forgetting to pray before going to bed. That is why the genie came into your dream to resemble Bude Yati" replied Mas Diki.


"Yes, yes, yes. I'm sure Bude is calm in nature. Bude is a good person, certainly loved by God," I said.


"Aamiiin ..," said Mas Diki.


"Mas, how's the ink day store sale going, Mas?" I asked while resting my body on Mas Diki's sturdy left shoulder.


"Alhamdulillah .. just WA children from this week's sales. There is an increase in turnover, Dik," Mas Diki replied with a smile.


"Thank God then, Mom. Oh, yeah, how's it going about our departure to the holy land, Mas?" ask me while throwing a smile at Mas Diki.


"If the problem of departure is still not known, Dik. The important thing is that our names have entered the database first," replied Mas Diki.


"I am very keen to go to the holy land, Mas," I said.


"What streets do you want to worship?" fashion Mas Diki.


"Yes, worship is, Mas. Time to take a walk?" I replied with sewot.


"If the intention of worship should be sincere. Whenever it is the same. Wait for the time to come. God willing all recorded by Allah SWT as a worship charity, even though we have not yet departed" replied Mas Diki.


"Yes, but I want to serve our parents and family, Mas" I replied.


"Hm ... How about for our parents to treat them with Hajj Badal?" mas Diki said.


"Haji Badal?" I muttered.


"Yes, we pay people to serve our parents. Usually we can register with the hajj committee," replied Mas Diki.


"Well, that's a good idea, Mom. Let our parents soon harvest the reward" I said.


"Okay, then later I will find the info to friends who have done it. It is said to be cheap, really," replied Mas Diki.


"Yes, Mas. I'm waiting for the info" I said.


"Oh yes, Brother. Discuss the haj already, huh? How about we talk about something else?" mas Diki said with a strange look.


"What's the matter, Mom?" manya suspect.


"The discussion of worship whose reward is not inferior to the reward of the Hajj," replied Mas Diki.


Then Mas Diki whispered in my left ear.


"Ih, Mas Diki! It is time to pray Isya even discuss the matter. What if Nur sounds like?" my protest.


"Eat him just now can cook you. Then Isya, huh?" seductive husband with a face.


"Once the Isha prayer, yes, dinner with Nur" I answered.


"Last dinner?" ask Mas Diki again.


"Watch tivi" I replied.


"The way is ugly," replied Mas Diki.


"If the show is ugly, yes, sleep" my god.


"OK, sleep together, right?" Threaten Mas Diki's.


"No! Mas Diki sleeps in the living room only," my god.


"okay! But, if you will sleep alone in the room, be careful if there is-" replied Mas Budi in a voice deliberately shouted to frighten me.


"Ih, Mas Diki is really evil, anyway. Yeah, yeah!" my answer.


"Don't you, I mean want to?" asked Mas Diki while looking into my eyes with a smile.


I also nodded.


"Horeeeee!" Mas Diki shouted in excitement.


*


The next day I closed the boutique again because today I will be at Bude Yati's house all day. Of course I have notified all my customers via WA status before leaving. Mas Diki drove me all the way to Bude Yati's house before he finally had to go to one of the shops to do an audit.


It turns out that at Bude Yati's house there was Bulek Darsih who came earlier than me.


"Well, why are you crying, Sister Ning?" I asked my cousin's sister.


"This, Sister. Ikbal wants to join Bulek Darsih said," replied Ms. Ning.


"Well, why, Sister Ning if Ikbal joined Bulek Darsih, right Bulek Darsih is still a brother? Not anyone else" I protested.


"Yes. Say it's Ms. Ningmu, Sin ..," said Bulek Darsih.


"I mean, this Ikbal wants to leave this house and live with Bulek Darsih, Dik Sin. Not go where, so," said Ms. Ning.


"Yes Allah ... No, Bal. Uh-" I'm flabbergasted.


"What's wrong, Sin, if Ikbal comes with me? Ikbal needs a mother figure who can guide him. You know for yourself, right, here Ning and her husband can't possibly have time to guide Ikbal. What if Ikbal even got the wrong relationship?" rebut Bulek.


"Not so, Bulek. This house will be deserted if there is no Ikbal," refuted Ms. Ning.


"You think this house what's your sister's future?" bulek Darsih.


"Bulc ... Ms Ning ... It's good we don't have to talk about this first, huh? We concentrate on Bude Yati's show first. When it's over seven days or forty days, we'll talk about it." I mediate.


"OKAY. You said it, Sin. But, I'll make sure Ikbal comes with me. After all, the kid wants to, how?" bulek.


"He wants to join Bulek because Bulek believes he will buy a motorcycle," protested Mbak Ning while crying.


"Well, what's wrong with me buying transportation for him to get to school?" bude with a loud voice.


I brought Madam Ning to her room to be able to calm down. As I walked into her room, I felt like there was another figure inside before the lights were turned on.


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