MYSTERY OF TWO LODGES
CHAPTER 22 (THE KASWADI PLAN)
After a night of strange dreams and dreams that seem to be real, now he feels that there is something strange to him, but maybe Kaswadi can not realize it. Kaswadi was still confused how to get the missing box.
"Bu'e, opo Denok got a new Trimo phone number? Or at least Trimo's boarding address is bu'e?"
"Urung ono, Denok sik has not told Pa'e, later a bit of regret not to call the Denok"
The cold morning in the area of the house Kaswadi is not able to cool down the felt Kaswadi, he must immediately move to find the position of the Trimo or there will be more events that might be more terrible.
About last night's dream, after thinking calmly by sipping a glass of coffee from the deplokan wife Kaswadi, now Kaswadi is increasingly convinced that it was the Trimo who took the Box.
"My dream was real, my whole life I've never had such a horrible, real dream, but what did that dream mean, why did my grandmother spit in my mouth, and who was she?" in the heart of Kaswadi
Kaswadi just stared at the coffee glass that was half that, he did not want to talk about his dream to his wife who would not believe him.
"I have to find Trimo bu’e, but look where and how, I'm just a manual laborer and a villager who don't know how to track down the now-disappeared"
"The se figure I have to report the pulisi, where the pulisi believes the same report I hihihi" said Kaswadi with a smile
"Kok mesam-mesem dewe to sir, wis start crazy to koe iki sir (kok smile itself sir, has started to go crazy yes you sir)" reprimand the wife of Kaswadi who came out of the kitchen with a plate of boiled cassava
"Ora crazy bu'e, I just imagine where the Trimo position is and what the Trimo is doing with that kind of money bu'e hehehe" replied Kaswadi
"Oh iyo, sik briefly did not call Denok first sir. Duh kok to forget to call Denok anyway sir me" replied Kaswadi's wife who then took her cellphone that was charging it.
Several times Kaswadi's wife contacted his brother but it turned out that his brother's mobile phone named Denok was not active for this morning.
"Hpne Denok ndak active sir, jajal tak Wa ne pak"
"Mom, Grandma, for example, it was my dream last night that there was a connection with my recovery with the help of the supernatural, and this is all her purpose so that I look for the box that the Trimo stole, means there's something really important besides money it's mom"
"The paper that contains mandarin is sir, you know we can not read what the writing means sir"
“So if it all starts from the contents of the box, pa’e yes must find. And must be spit, fear Trimo has sold everything, we will bear this problem if Trimo sells the contents of the box all pa’e”
“But I have to find Trimo where Mom, wong dream just now in a hotel like Bu’e”
“Gini only pa’e, try pa’e to the village adjacent to the proyel resort, then find the person who was harvested there, jajal takon the same people there history of the village that is now being destroyed it”
The idea of the thought of the wife of Kaswadi is reasonable as well, all must be traced from the beginning first so that you know the history of the village next door and what happened with the village next door.
“Ya wis bu’e, this morning I did not go there, find information about the village that is being destroyed it”
“Nah yo so, pa’e bring hp thooo, it's no idle hp, buy a card and ask to be filled in the same that sell, say ask for the contents of the telephone pulse only, do not pulse data pa’e”
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Hehehe was indeed this Kaswadi since there was a problem with his wife he never again wanted to bring a cell phone.
A little story about Kaswadi, happened a year ago, according to what he told me why he did not want to bring a cell phone anymore.
A year ago he had a demolition project also in a village Wnsb jateng area, anyway Kaswadi this jagonya mbongkar, if masang again yes mbuh-mbuh. There he was familiar with the owner of a coffee shop commonly called jeng Kurni.
The author did not explain why the owner of the stall was named jeng Kurni, anyway named jeng Kurni was a flower deso at that time, ndesone ndi also ndak explained Kaswadi, kaswadi, maybe he was afraid that this novel would be read by his wife.
Brief story Kaswadi who at that time claimed to be widower and jeng Karno eh Kurni who claimed yanda was mutually yah. Moreover, coupled with the cold weather in the area, the area is close to the tourist attraction Dieng.
Henaaah, which is usually every two weeks Kaswadi returned by means of a nutut truck back to East Java because there is one of the Driver trucks who came from the same village as the residence of Kaswadi.
Since he knew Jeng Kurni, Kaswadi now so never come home, almost a month he did not go home nutut/follow with the truck driver.
I do not need to tell at length what they both do, it's just that for two other people the type in the air-conditioned area would like to look warm-warm right.
How until Kaswadi's wife to know their relationship is a bit straight? Hehehe the answer is simple. Kaswadi misdelivered Wa who should have to jeng Kurni, but sent to his wife hihihihih, and of course the contents of the short message was quite horror and only for those 21 years and above only understood.
Since that incident Kaswadi did not bring a cell phone anymore. Whether it was forbidden for his wife, or indeed the awareness of Kaswadi himself, or indeed freer not to carry a cell phone, the author was not given a hehehe answer.
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“So if there is anything I can contact pa’e asap” said Kaswadi's wife who told Kaswadi to bring her phone
“Iya bu’eeee. Later not isine, now I'm not ready to go first bu’e mumpung still morn”
Kaswadi is ready to go to the village which is located next to the village which is being demolished to be made resort.
Public transportation in the form of a mini bus takes Kaswadi to the fork in the road, if it will go straight to the white villa, if to the right to the village of Br and Bs.
Kaswadi got off in the third of the road, then he waited for the umun vehicle that he usually used to go to the village of Br where the project was taking place.
-“Lha what sir Kaswadi is no longer working on the project sir?” manyu
“I actually have not broken up mbak relationship, but I can not leave my wife and child who every night he said is still surrounded by a black figure who always stands in the corner of the room
-“Means Trimo is not at all terrorized by the creature dong sir, he can relax kale lenggang living his luxurious life dong?”-
“Can yes can also not mbak, I do not know how Trimo mbak” replied Kaswadi to me
The point is currently that Kaswadi is looking for sepuh or maybe the village caretaker who knows the history of the village, and unfortunately Kaswadi does not know that he can now communicate with supernatural things.
To note, this morning in addition to kaswadi who headed to the next village in the white house there are also Sutopo children who are looking for Mr. Tembol. Will these two meet?
After a fairly decent journey, finally right adzan dhuhur Kaswadi already exist in the village of Bs, or the neighboring village of the village which is now demolished to be used as a resort project.
“Newun sewu pak , can know where the mosque or mosque near here sir. Ask Kaswadi to the fathers who were apparently heading to the mosque as well
“Hehehe, just follow the mas, I will also want to lohoran mas” said the fathers who walked in haste because at this time was dhuhur adhan.
Though it is clear that the fathers wear songkok/kopyah and wear sarong, certainly heading to the mosque was, kok ya asked again heheheh, well that is how the custom of condolence and proper manners.
Sometimes children now do not want to ask, just follow the person who is wearing a sarong will certainly get to the mosque, but it is not polite hehehe.
Dhuhur finish, some of the old men whose hair has turned white are greeting greetings and engage in small conversations with their age, well to just ask the news of their respective families.
“Maybe I can ask these fathers about the village next door, hopefully they will help me” Inner Kaswadi
“Nuwun sewu pak” greeting Kaswadi to the oldest father among them with gray hair and partially bald, but the way the man's way is still strapping compared to his friends.
“Yes, there is something I can help mas” asked the old gentlemen
“Include my name Kaswadi sir, I am from Pct area, I am a worker who is doing demolition in the village next to sir. I want to ask you something, said Kaswadi in a quiet voice.
“Oh yes mas, then the mas want to ask what?” say it again kindly
“I want to ask about the next village and the oddities that are there sir, because I was visited by an old woman who likes to spit” replied Kaswadi again
For a moment the older father who was more appropriately called the mbah fell silent, he was like a person who was thinking hard. Later then...
“Come to my house only, my name is Marwoto, we chat at my house just” said the old chat named Marwoto.