MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
CHAPTER 11: THE RISH
A hard pinch I emitted into the stomach of Mbak Ning who seemed to feel completely innocent to me for inviting me to Mr. RT's house.
"Feel my pinch, Ma'am!" I talked to my cousin's sister.
"Aduuuuh sakiiiit, Dik Sin. What's the matter, how did you suddenly pinch me?" ronta Mbak Ning still did not feel sinful.
"Mbak Ning don't have to pretend to be innocent, huh? Hayo ngaku, Sister Ning deliberately did not say, right, that Mr. RT was-" I replied while still holding my pinch in Mbak Ning's stomach.
"What's wrong with RT?" tanya Mas Diki who suddenly appeared from behind the door in neat clothes.
Behind Mas Diki, Nur was also ready with his uniform.
"No, really, Mom. It turns out that Mr. RT has his CCTV footage," I stuttered as I removed my pinch in Mbak Ning's stomach.
"Obah ... How'd it go?" tanya Mas Diki was serious.
"Eh, anu, Mas. The video we haven't watched yet, but it's already in my phone's memory. Stay later on in installments, "my answer is trying to control myself again.
"Yes already then. He said you'd take me and Nur to the other stall?" tagih Mas Diki's.
"Oh, yes, Mas. Come on, I happen to be hungry too" I replied.
"Ayoooo's. We say yes first, titip Dik Sinta first, yes?" mas Diki said.
"Yes, Brother. Be careful on the road. Be careful not to hang up the cloth," seduced Mbak Ning.
"No, Ma'am. I don't want to make it because of. Dikinta this is everything for me," replied Mas Diki seriously.
"Suiiiit .. suiiiit ...," ledek Mbak Ning as she passed into the house.
I know actually Madam Ning is not mocking the innocent Mas Diki, but she was insinuating me because I had met one of my close friends in the past.
"Review, you later, Ma'am!" rukku in the heart.
"Come, Dik ... Nur .. we go to breakfast first so it is not too late," asked Mas Diki.
We also walked to the car and immediately drove to the stall near the house of Mbak Ning who is famous for its delicious and hygienic cuisine. When, our car passed the house of Mr. RT, Mas Diki opened the car glass to greet Mr. RT. Mr. RT welcomed my husband's greetings in his chivalry. I don't know why all of a sudden in my mind I'm comparing the two. Equally handsome, anyway, but Mas Diki looks more polite and mature than Mr. RT who I think is a bit odd.
It is true, said Ms. Ning. Cuisine in this stall is much more hygienic and delicious than the stall yesterday.
"Your stomach still hurts, brother? If so, I bring home medicine," said Mas Diki when driving me back to the house of Ms. Ning.
"Alhamdulillah, it's quiet, Mas. Buy eucalyptus oil only in pharmacies. All buy three, one for supplies, the other for supplies at Ms. Ning's house. This eucalyptus oil is about to run out, Mas," I replied.
"Are you really okay? I haven't left yet!" force Mas Diki.
"Yes, Mas. Ntar if I need anything, I want WA Mas Diki directly," I replied.
"Be careful on the road, Mas. Don't forget, Nur was picked up again" I replied.
Mas Diki also left me who drove him in front of Ms. Ning's house. At the time I was going back into the house, I had a chance to see Mr. RT was staring at me. Apparently he was sitting on his porch.
From morning until noon, Ms. Ning and I were busy in the kitchen to prepare for the event later that night. Today we did a bit of hard work because tonight is the third night so according to the custom here, the guests who come are not only treated to a plate of rice, but also a plate of rice, but also brought 3 kinds of cakes to take home. That day we made nogosari cakes, apems, and fried bananas with jumbo sizes and special recipes so as not to disappoint the people who consume them. Towards Zuhur, the three cakes were finished we made. I say goodbye to Sister Srintil and friends to bathe and perform Zuhur prayer.
"Dare to pray alone, Ma'am?" srintil's Mother God to me.
"Well, what are you afraid of, Sister Srintil? Are there a lot of people here?" my answer.
"Once the townspeople are afraid to live in the village" replied Sister Srintil innocently.
"Fear what, Ma'am? Lah wong, is there nothing here?" my protest.
"Thank God, Mom. You see, there is a person who does not dare to live in the house of a recently deceased person. Afraid to come, he said. Actually, no, Mbak Sinta is not afraid later when Bu Yati suddenly comes and calls Mbak Sinta. Nduuuuk ... Nduuuuk ... Haaaaaum .. that is," teased Sister Srintil while putting her face like a ghost and putting her hands like a roaring tiger.
"What happened this way, ma'am?" my protest.
"Tiiiil .. You dare say that Ms. Yati is a ghost. You don't know there's Sister Ning there anymore to think about you since earlier," threatened Bu Dibyo.
"What, Sister Srintil? Want to not uyel-uyel tah? How dare I tell my mother to be a ghost?" mak Ning said with a face made as if angry.
"Okay, sorry, Sister Ning. I didn't know it was there. Kirain was cleaning next door," said Sister Srintil with a frightened face.
"If I clean next door, do you want to scare people by carrying my mother's name?" threaten Sister Ning.
"Not really, Ma'am. Hm ... Not so deh, Ms. Yati is not a ghost because she is diligent in praying not like I malesen," replied Ms. Srintil with a frightened expression.
"Review you, yes, if you repeat again!" threatening Mbak Ning with a serious tone but actually he is not serious very because he thighs how the character of Mbak Srintil who if joking often passes accidentally.
"Yes, Mommy!" srintil Ma'am replied kalem.
"Your design, Tiiiil ... Tiiill...," ledek Bu Dibyo.
I also took a shower and performed Zuhur prayers in the room. When I finished praying for Bude Yati's late mother, my phone rang. I hurriedly picked it up on the bed. There was a message in WA. I hurried to open and read it.
"Where, Brother. Has the video been watched? Is anything suspicious? Tell Mas Galih if anyone bothers you and the Ningrum family. Let me beat them all up?" That is the sound of incoming messages sent by an anonymous number in incoming messages.
"This must be the man's number. Do I have to block it now, huh?" rukku in the heart.
SERIATE
Duh, how is this, huh? Help Mbak Sinta dong overcome his discomfort.
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