MYSTERY OF TWO LODGES
CHAPTER 175 (PAK KADES SLAMET)

“Oh so, wow you guys are great yes can be friends with Mbah Woto, residents here where anyone dare to talk to him first except Mbah Woto who invites him to talk” said mbok Nah

“Eh mbok Well, if you may know Mbah Woto buried where yes, we want to shayakar to his grave”

“Next to his wife's grave sir, do you know where his wife's grave is?”

“If mbak Suparmi tomb we know mbok, later we will be effected. Oh oya mbok, if you may know the name of Suharto's wife who and where she lives” said Mr. Tembol again

“His name is Saritem, he is now with his parents sir, in this village as well. The house is not far from here kok. until just back there, keep turning left ... strausss only until almost into the forest well to the right of the house that has a bamboo tree it”

“Oh means the direction of home mbah Painah first it's nya”

Instantly the look on Nah's face changed, he was shocked with wide eyes when he heard Mr. Tembol mention Yu Painah's name.

“B...how do you know Yu Painah mother mbah Marwoto? I only heard from my father and mother about the greatness of Yu Painah. Lha kok sampeyan can casually call Yu Painah's name and know the end of the forest home it”

“Well I happened to dream of meeting him alone mbok hehehe, oh yes mbok, the head of the hamlet here whose house and whose name is ya?”

“The name is Mr. Slamet, he lives next to the mosque that is towards the house of Suharto, if from here before the mosque, in front of his house many plants jasmine” replied Nah

After paying for food and everything, now the first thing they do is shayakar to eat Mbah Woto, eat Mbah Woto and Suparmi there in the public cemetery which is located not far from the village, and can only be passed on foot.

“Is it not better we go to the house of the head of his village first, sir?” ask Saeful

“Let's son, we'd better head first to the tomb of Mbah Marwoto, I still remember the place where the tomb of Suparmi, and definitely next to it is the tomb of Mbah Woto.

“Iya Pak Novi also still remember when Nyekar Suparmi, his tomb somewhat entered into the forest and must be reached by foot, so our car put in front of the mushola course”

“Because the entrance alley is across from the mushola pack, so after from the tomb we can go directly to the house of the village head”

At this time it is not yet noon, only about ten o'clock, but the state of the village here is indeed quiet so as to create an impression of how it is.

Novi's car was parked in front of the mosque, but when they were parking Novi's car, suddenly from inside the house in front of him a lot of jasmine flowers appeared a rather old person, who was quite old, the man was about to leave, because he was wearing neat clothes.

“Pak, I think it's Mr. Slamet, he will come out of the house sir, it's good we say hello first and we talk to him, for fear he will be a long time gone pak” said Petro

Mr. Tembol soon followed the man who had started walking in front of his house,

“Assalamualaikum.. pak Slamet” call Mr Tembol who is already behind him.

“Waalaikumsalam. whose father and what is there that I can help?”

“Iya pak Slamet, my name is Tembol. Sorry to interrupt, eeh is Mr Slamet no time sir?”

“Waduh sorry, I was in a hurry this sir, maybe later after my dhuhur already at home again. Sorry yes sir eh sir Tembol ya”

“Iya sir, uh well then, uh I want to shove to the tomb of mas Woto and mbak Suparmi just first, uh I just wait here it's okay pak” said pak tembol

“What are you doing Marwoto Mbah, why do you call it woto mas and mbak Suparmi?” ask Mr. Slamet with a suspicious face

“Later I will explain sir, please father go first, later after from the tomb I will wait here sir.it happens we are from the city of S sir, sir, so well hehehe ndak may have to go back, because heheheh” distance

“Ya already then, after the tablets I have been at home.. Let's pak” said Mr. Kades then walked

“Then we go directly to the tomb only children, later after from the tomb we just wait in front of his house”

The car is parked neatly in front of Mr. Kades' house, now they walk towards the path that leads to the village's public tomb. The journey from the end of this alley may be around twenty minutes

“Later we pass through the hehehe rice field, the atmosphere is very good here” said Novi who walked the front.

“Mas Saeful, how if after marriage we live in the countryside kayak gini, we make children who many mas hehehe” boozeh Novi

“Wah nice also plan nak Novi, but heheheh what can nak Novi?” mr. Tembol did not continue his words

“Ih what the hell is this Tembol sir!” novi Jerrit

They had walked for about fifteen minutes, then they entered the area of forest that was not too lush, only a few tens of meters later had seen a large burial area.

“Nah now we look for the tomb Suparmi used to remember do not forget to say hello when entering there children”

A large burial area with several frangipani trees that are currently flowering, until this burial area smells fragrant.

“Well, that's like the tomb of the two of them, but how dirty and a lot of grass? what's wrong with that tomb Novi nak?” ask Mr. Tembol who then approached a pair of tombs that were overgrown with weeds

Pak tembol spread the grass covering the tombstone to read the name written on the tombstone.

“This vessel is the tomb of Mbah To and Suparmi, duuuh kok ndak well maintained at all anyway, come on children, we clean the graves of two people who have changed the history of this village” said Mr Tembol

The four of them cleaned the tomb of Mbah To and Suparmi until all the weeds were not there at all in the tomb of the two of them, the messy pebbles were exposed to rain water they were arranged again, an hour later, the tomb was clean and tidy.

“Any yes children, why is the tomb of an important couple is not taken care of what their son named Suharto never take care of the tomb of his father and mother?”

After praying for a while, they returned to the car they parked in front of Mr. Kades' house.

“We just wait here son, soon will be adzan dzuhur, all prayer congregation also here”

“Eh sir, do we not go to the house of Suharto's wife only sir, while waiting for dzuhur time to arrive?” ask Petro

“It's good to let us first with the village, and ask him a little what happened with the Suharto family, who knows Mr. Kades understand how the original incident. So we don't designate these village officers children

“Iya sir, we better excuse yourself first with the guard of this village, then we will do what we have to do, he said, because maybe we will be assisted by Mr. Slamet for the process of protecting children and grandchildren Mbah Woto”

“Note to the children, whether Suharto also joined the congregation here or not, because Marwoto himself every fardhu prayer always congregated here”

Everyone was at their own shaf, but there was no Suharto at all.

“No pak” whispered Petro before the prayers began

After the dzuhur congregated, they returned to the car, they waited until the kades sir came.

“So someone asked me sir, he asked us where and find who. Yes I answered from the city of S and want to go to Suharto's house. then he said gini sir, tried aja mas, because Suharto did not want to receive guests” said Saeful

“Hmm strange also yes, what exactly is going on with that person, hmm later we just ask to pack Slamet kades here” said Mr. Tembol

It turns out that it was also true after Dhuhur from a distance saw that Mr. Slamet was walking towards his house, a fairly fast way to walk for people his age.

“Assalamualaikum..” say after being next to their car.

“Waalaikumsalam..” reply them.

“Come in.. let's go in” said Mr. Kades while removing his shoes

They are now in the living room of Mr. Kades' house which is not too big

“Wait a minute yes I want to call my wife first, to make coffee for you” she goes into the inside of the house and speaks to his wife

“Nah ..hehehehe how... what can I help, how does it seem important this heheh” said Mr. Kades again.

“Look sir, I want to apologize in advance for coming here with a possible purpose for Mr. Kades is a bit strange and does not make sense at all. So I will tell you what brought us here” said Mr Tembol

Mr. Tembol told Mr. Kades when he met his old friend named Marwot or commonly called Mbah Woto, until Mbah Woto told him to protect his grandchildren. without telling me about the incident at the villa.

“I know a little about what happened in this village before and thanks to the Mbah Woto and his wife then the state of the village here and next to can change, he said, and it is a story of the people here in hereditary” said Mr. Kades

“I was also close to Mbah To, and the deceased had told me about how and what happened and the struggle he had with people in the past to unite the supernatural region here. And I believe so much in that story!” kades said firmly

“But everything changed when Mbah To died. The only child who should be able to continue the extension of his father was not able to continue, because of a reason that I do not know”

“He turned out to be strange after he liked to be alone in the forest between this village and the next village, he seems to really lose his father to stress and likes to be alone in the forest sana”

“I know the forest sir, and I also know what is there it” replied Mr. Tembol

“Well, his wife often gets violence from Suharto if she is rumored, until finally his wife named Saritem went home to his parents. All I heard was that Suharto always forced his wife to go to the forest”

“This is a danger, because the only child is in the hands of Suharto!” said Mr. Kades with a serious face

“The resident here no one dares to fight him, because he always threatens to kill anyone who meddles in his affairs, including anyone who tries to snatch his son from him will also be killed”

“So the residents here just let the strange person with his son, and luckily his son named Sarinah is okay”

“Well now what will you do after knowing the circumstances of Suharto?”

“Stay in accordance with the mandate of Mbah Woto sir, we have to save their families sir, only we do not know what we have to do after knowing the state of him like that”

“So we also had a chance to shove into the tomb of the husband and wife sir, but the condition of the tomb is very concerning for a couple who have been very meritorious for these two villages” said Novi

“But earlier the tomb we have cleaned sir, we arrange again the gravel until neat”

Mr. Kades looked surprised by Novi's talk, he was silent for a moment and then said again…

“Waduh that I fear mbak, residents here no one can clean the tomb, that's an order from Suharto”

“Indeed so far many residents here are praying at Mbah Woto's tomb. But ever since he changed, now no one can shuffle or tidy up the graves of his parents”

“He will be furious if there are residents here who are desperate to clean up and pray for his parents” continued pak Slamet

“Look sir, we still have to save the family from the attack of his past enemies Mbah Woto, and it is up to you to believe our words or not” said Mr Tembol

“So we also want to visit Saritem's house first.There may be a little information from Saritem about her husband's strange circumstances it” said Mr. Tembol

“I believe in your words, and I believe in the attack of his past enemies Mbah Woto, because this he has told me before” said Mr. Kades

“Or put it this way, we together head to Saritem's parents' house, and later let me first explain to the family, how?” said mr. Slamet

“Ok good sir, we agree pak”

Then Mr. Slamet entered the house and spoke for a moment to his wife that he would take them to the house of Saritem Suharto's wife.

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The car runs slowly towards Saritem house which is located rather close to the second house of Painah mother of Pak Woto, mbahnya Suharto, his great-granddaughter Sarinah.

“I was there, on the edge of the forest, there is the house mbah Painah mother of Marwoto kan pak” said Novi

“Well you know more about the history of this village than I do, there is a house that used to belong to mbah Painah, indeed, and until now the house is still there and still intact” replied Mr. Slamet

“Well that's his house, which there is a bamboo tree, his car parked in front of his house just mas” said pak Slamet

“Eh let me first call him, because this family is very embarrassed by the state of Suharto who is like a madman, as a result of this family closed themselves from the community here”