MYSTERY OF TWO LODGES
CHAPTER 174 (APPOINTMENT)

“You guys just wait there, close to the rawon depot it” Novi said

“Iya mbak, but mbak Novi ndak papa right if you take your own car?”

“Ndak papalah mas Petro, mumpung not yet this dawn, let's just wait there”

Saeful and Petro moved closer to the rawon mbah Sarijemb, the most famous rawon in the area here. Meanwhile Novi casually entered the parking area and mosque courtyard.

Of course with the presence of Novi resulted in several pairs of people's eyes on the terrace and some stood looking at Novi who was aduhai.

One of the officers approached Novi who was opening his car and was heating the car engine.

“Good morning mbak, uh mbak who is, and what are you doing with this car?”

“Good morning sir, what's wrong sir, how come I was suddenly asked like that. Don't you know me?” the Novi response is more intense

“We have never seen his mbak around here, and this car has been here for a few days. So we as the authorities are obliged to ask who and what is being done here” said the officer in an arrogant tone

“Berati sampeyan never ate at my rawon Mbah depot, so sampeyan never saw me. So eat there, do not just usually njajan in warteg course” replied Novi ketus

“I am a brother away from Mbah sarijemb, and I was visiting mbak Welas and mbak Asih who is the grandson of Mbah Sarijemb. If you do not understand, there eat at the depot and ask mbak Welas and mbak Asih!” said Novi who then climbed into his car.

“I want early in the morning village bs to pick up mas Suharto with his son and wife, because I want to take it to Rs in the city of S.” continued Novi

The officer was silent, he did not expect to get a sharp talk from Novi.

“Heh sir, but not in the middle of the road. Or just gini, do you want to escort me from here to the village bs then to the city of S for a smooth trip because I have not yet left because the father is in front of me”.

“Remember the trip from here to the city of S it is jammed, so I leave early in the morning, but if you stop like this then I will be late, and will arrive in the city S during the day!”

“Let's step aside, I'm late, if there's anything with Suharto's children it's the responsibility of sampeyan!” novi Benth

The officer finally moved aside he did not talk anything he was still stunned with Novi's mouth nyerocos.

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“It is fortunate that you two did not take Novi heheheh's car, just now the officer was wondering, fortunately Novi tau Mbah Sarijemb's family in the rawon depot was”

“What is not the danger nak Novi, it could be later in the afternoon they will go to the rawon depot and ask about nak Novi”

“Just calm Mr. Tembol, already taken care of by Mbah Sarijemb kok sir. He was talking to Novi like that”

“Pak, Actually our strength is already qualified, there is mbak Novi with mbah sarijemb, there is mas Petro with semprul, mas Dogel with mbak Bashi, Sinang nang, sir Han, there is Dimas,  Cantaloupe with Mirah, mas Ngot, Indah, mbok Ju and others”

“What with that power we can not attack Trimo or Totok sir?” ask Saeful

“Hehehe thought that also in their minds Totok and maybe Djatmiko nak Ipul, they did tell us to attack them. that's their goal nak”

“But there is something you forget.we do not know who is behind them, we only know the cover, it is a danger. For example Trimo, now he is with Djatmiko. We don't know who's behind Djatmiko”

“So we search until they are in a tight state, and when there is no more behind them then we act” said Mr Tembol

“Then they must not know how strong we are, and we also do not know how strong they are, of course this is dangerous. That's why we have to know how much they can do something to us”

“Oh yes sir I understand now pak”

Novi car passes through the bad road, because this road is used for heavy equipment as well to build a resort that is next to the village Bs. Sunlight began to appear slightly in the eastern horizon after fifteen minutes they performed dawn prayers in a surau.

“In the front later if there is no fault there is a fork yes son, a fork that if in the direction to the left it is to the village that is being built a resort that is yes. Historic village where we fought nak Novi heheheheh”

“Iya right Mr. Tembol, we just straight after this sir and not far from it has reached the village of Bs pak”

The car continued until they entered the village gate, the village gate whose color was no longer bright, may have long been unpainted.

“Nak Novi I kind of forgot his path, do you still remember son?”

“Novi remember mr. heheheh don't worry sir. in front there later turn left then there is a mushola, well Several tens of meters from the mosque's home Suharto”

The car leads to the mosque, and runs slowly until there is a beautiful house with a beautiful bamboo fence.

“That's his house sir. Better Mr. Tembol and mas Petro who went down first, Novi ndak good mertamu morning-morning gini hehehe”

“It's over, we'll just be together. Your car just put in front there nak” said Mr. Tembol

Fortunately beside the house there was a child from Woto's altar named Suharto who was playing with his cute son named Sarinah.

“Assalamualaikum, dik Sarinaaaah” saya Novi

“Assalamualaikum,..” shouted Mr Tembol.

“Waalaikum salam” replied the man who was with his son

Suddenly Sarinah ran out and pointed to Novi

“Tante is beautiful his friend Mbah kung.. aunty beautiful his theme is Mbah kung” said Sarinah who then embraced Suharto his father.

“Pardon my sassy son, sorry who you are and there is need to come here” asked Suharto who forgot them

“We are friends of Mr. Marwoto mas, we are also friends of his mother, We are here because we were told to invite Mr. Woto to take Harto, mbak Sarinah and wife to the shelter” said Mr. Tembol

Suharto's face suddenly changed, he was suspicious of their presence in front of the house suddenly.

“My father is dead sir, how did you guys meet my father?” tanyanya fierce

“Last night we met with son Harto's father and he was fighting Soebroto's men who are now doing a tantrum, then Mbah Woto told us to come here to hide you from Soebroto's men's pursuits”

“Sorry your story makes no sense at all, how could my father who died now be with you and witness to the events that were there”, said Suharto

“Tante beautiful friend Mbah kung.. beautiful aunt friend mbah kung” babble Sarinah.

“Sarinah, who is it how can you say that aunt is a friend?”

“Tante was with his friend ever come here dad. Mbah kung was very happy when he met their father” chatter sarinah

“Open dad is also there dad time?” ask Sarinah

Suharto was silent with the words of his only daughter.

“Ya already nak Harto if you do not trust us, we are not here to mess around, but there is a danger that will threaten this family nak”

“Sorry sir, I do not believe in the father's words, not just because my son knows this mbak, then we just want to get in the car and go with you” said Soeharto

Suharto clearly did not believe just with the talk of Mr. Tembol, let alone given the spice that they met the father of Suharto, even more distrustful of him.

“So you better get out of here than this, “ drive out Soeharto who then goes into the house leaving Pak Tembol, Novi, Petro, and Saiful outside

“How about this sir, we can't let Mbah Woto's son in danger like this, let alone see Sarinah's cute pak” said Novi

“Gini only, how do you tell our friends who are in the white villa if the situation here is serious? mummification pak Tembol

“I am the only one who returned to the white villa Mr. Tembol, I will tell others about the situation here” said mbok Ju

“Yes already if you dare to go home alone there, meanwhile we must be in this village we must be careful if Djatmiko's men come here”

“We can park next to the mosque, sir, but before we have to ask permission first to the village, so that we are not suspected of being various” said Petro

“Ah or we visit mbok Well only yuk, we have breakfast there just how, all ask who is the head of the village here”ulus Novi

“Let's just go there, I agree with your proposal nak Novi, But nak Novi is still on the way there?”

“I time with the Bluekuthuq children before going to the house Mbah Wo ever there also son, it's just that I now forget because who remembers the road were three college friends we” said mr Tembol

“Quiet sir Tembol, Insya Allah Novi still remember the way kok sir. Let's go there now. Eh mas Petro, we turned back to come earlier, there will be a left turn ya”

Not until five minutes they have arrived at a stall that has just opened, the owner of the stall is ternyta mbok Well it is arranging the stall.

“Mbok Naaaaaaaahh!” shouts Novi glee

“Eh nak Novi, he does not remember with nak Novi, the times have changed nak” whispered Mr Tembol

“Ya mbaaaak, who can I find?” said mbok Nah who stopped arranging his stall just because he saw Novi yelling at him

“Hehehehe, sorry mbok, Novi kira mbok Well still remember Novi, hehehe. Mbok, cook what today?”

“There are lodeh, sambal, pindang fish, omelet. Which one is mbake?” said mbok Nah who is still amazed by Novi

“All want mbok, anyway there is sambelnya mbok Nah which makes kangen hihihi”

Mbok Nah was of course astonished by Novi's behavior, then he saw Mr. Tembol who was still standing quietly in front of his stall.

“Eh ..bapak sinten nggih, how does it feel I've seen njenengan pak?” mbok Nah then

“Hehehehe I have been here mbok, maybe some time ago when the grandson of the deceased Mbah Woto was not born hehehe, I was with three beautiful students

“Aduuuh I forgot yes sir, wis lah. Bapake want to eat what is this, and mas-mas it also want to eat what?” ask Mbok Nah with his loud voice

“Similar to nak Novi only mbok Ju, all tantamount to Novi, all making coffee also yes mbok” said mr Tembol

After all the good food, they are now discussing how to make the children of Mbah Woto want to be invited to move to the white villa.

“Eh mbok Well know Suharto son of Mbah Marwoto?” ask Mr. Tembol suddenly

“Tau and know sir, who here who does not know the children of the village elders sir.what is the matter of wondering about the strange Suharto?” the word mbok Nah with its distinctive sound is loud and crisp

“Lhooo strange how mbok, some time ago I went there when Mbah Woto had not died too late - nothing strange kook mbok Ju?” cut Novi

“Iyaaaa nak Ayuuuu, right. Before Mbah Woto died he was fine, but since Mbah To died his behavior changed”

“She now likes to be alone in the forest there you know, the forest between this village with the next village which is now being built recreation area”

“He is now not friendly with the people here who are very respectful of his father and his mother mbok Suparmi, pity his son named Sarinah, a child who is always restrained by his father”

“Lha his wife Suharto where is mbok?” ask Novi

“This is the most pity, his wife went home to her parents, because it is not strong with her husband's behavior that is getting strange. Sarinah was forced to follow Harto, because if not, then the little boy will be killed”

“Forced where to go mbok?”

“Forced to go to the forest there, the haunted” forest

“Waduh, how to be strange yes child mas Marwoto, should we call again mas Wotonya children?” said mr. Tembol

“Whataaa! you guys met Mbah Marwoto!? who are you and what is needed with that family!” mbok Nah said that was shocked

“Oh...ngak mbok..ndak hehehe, we of course where can meet the deceased person mbok” ralat pak Tembol.

“We are here because we want to save the family mbok. we are here because we were close to Marwoto mas, he helped us a lot, after he died, we want to save his family” pak Tembol story