Passion Love Noni Dutch
Section 29

...THE PASSION OF LOVE NONI NETHERLANDS...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 29...

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A few years before ….

At midnight, the atmosphere of Juanda Juragan family residence was stricken. Almost all residents dissolved in tears, not least Sumiarsih itself. It was as if she had never stopped crying over her husband who was suffering from severe pain. Several times I had to fight to accommodate the vomit of fresh blood into a large container.

"Get Mantri Sir! Call Mr Mantri!" sumiarsih panicked and pointed at some of his home workers. Mang Dirman, who was in the room at the time, immediately reacted. "D-yes, Juragan! I'm leaving soon!" he hurriedly went outside.

"I'm coming, Mang!" ceu Odah.

"Don't! It's late at night! Euceu just help out here!" timpal Mang Dirman's. "I'm going to Mantri's house first. Euceu with the others, wait at home. Lock the door and don't open it if I don't come, okay?"

"I-iya, Mang," replied Ceu Odah at last. He was confused as to what to do. While seeing the condition of Juanda Juragan increasingly worrying. Then he turned to the figure of the flower that also looked sad, sitting silently in the corner of another room. "Wind Flowers ..." call him so close.

The girl looked. "I-iya, Ceu," he quickly rose.

"What about uwakmu Ki Sendang Waruk? Is there any word on where he is now?" ask Ceu Odah. "For more than a week, there has been no news about uwakmu yet."

Flowers confused to answer. The same question he often received from his future father-in-law, Sumiarsih, and Mang Dirman. "I don't know myself, Ceu. Even though it has left a message to some residents who fought to other corners. Not one of them knows the whereabouts of Uwak."

"Gusti Nu Agung .. kumaha ieu?" muttered Ceu Odah sadly, then turned to the doorway of his master's room that opened and heard the soft cry of Sumiarsih from inside. 

(Yes, Allah ... How is this?)

At that moment, suddenly Ceu Ijah and Ceu Enok approached the two of them from inside the room.

"Clear Flowers, Ceu Odah, and Ceu Ijah ... How about now?" ask Ceu Enok. "The condition of the Male Juragan suddenly fell so bad, is it possible ... We just ask for help from Nyai Kasambi? Who knows how to treat Juragan's pain."

Spontaneous Ceu Odah, Ceu Ijah, and Flowers aghast. The three turned their heads in shock hearing Ceu Enok's words just now.

"Heh, Ceu Enok!" exclaim Ceu Odah with a soft voice. "Be careful, if you talk! Later if heard by the Female Teacher, how?" He glanced for a moment towards the inside of his master's room. Making sure if their conversation is not heard by Sumiarsih.

"Eh, why so cheap?" Back asking Ceu Enok did not understand. "My father only gave me advice."

Ceu Ijah and Ceu Odah.

Ceu Odah approached, then whispered to Ceu Enok, "Don't mention the shaman's name here, Enok. Do you not realize that this incident is thought to have something to do with .. Nyai Kasambi?"

"What?! I-I don't know yet, Ceu. How could I possibly be conscious? Just know no!" said Ceu Enok while rubbing his wet face. Not because of sweat, of course.

"Ssttt .. but this is a secret, yes," whispered Ceu Odah back as he turned his head from Ceu Enok to Ceu Ijah. "The pain of the Boy Scout was very sudden and strange. It's been treated repeatedly Mr. Mantri, but .. now it's even worse."

Flowers, Ceu Ijah, and Ceu Enok simultaneously frowned. Between wonder and wonder.

"In this village ..." added Ceu Odah said, "there is only one person who can do such a heinous thing. Who else if not …."

"Yes, Allah .. Ayaahhh!"

Suddenly a loud cry came from inside the room. Followed like a bubbling voice Juragan Juanda vomit again.

"Ooeekk!"

"Yuragaann!" shouted the three figures of the maid along with Flowers. Then simultaneously running back into the room.

"Quick! Get me a new container!" sumiarsih panicked and her clothes flushed with a splash of vomit from her husband. While in the hand was still holding a small container filled with fresh blood. "Get me a new container! Mepaatt!"

"L-yes, Juragan!" the three figures of the maid, after a while was horrified by what happened to Juragan Juanda.

"Let me!"

"Just me, Ceu Enok!"

"Oh, step aside you two! I'll get it!" said Ceu Ijah while pulling his two colleagues who were scrambling to get out of the room. 

"Survu …." Flowers approaching Sumiarsih. He helped get a new cloth to wipe the blood splash on his future-in-law's shirt. This girl herself was confused, what to do. "Here let You clean Mother's clothes," he said while crying sad to see the condition of Juanda.

Not long after, Ceu Ijah has returned to bring a new container. Then help move the old container that is almost full of puddles of blood before.

"Please, get some warm water to drink, too" Sumiarsih's pinta after helping her husband break down.

"This time, let me do it," said Ceu Enok holding Ceu Odah who was both about to leave. 

"Yes, already. Hurry up, Ceu," said Ceu Odah.

A few moments, the mood went back to silence. Only occasionally heard sobs from Sumiarsih and Bunga, sitting at the side of the bed with the contents of their respective minds.

"No news yet about uwakmu, Neng?" asked Sumiarsih then, breaking the silence.

The flower replied, "Yet, Mom." He wiped the tears for a moment. "Either in the area where Uwak is fighting right now, ma'am."

Sumiarsih turned her head, looking at the face of her husband who was breathing heavily. Occasionally groaning like the middle of enduring the pain in the chest. "Mother herself is confused, Neng. I repeatedly asked Mom to call your uwak. But ... on the other hand, Dad also asked this not to let Hanan know."

"Why, Mom?" ask the confused flower. "New tomorrow, Eneng wants to send word to Aa Hanan in Jakarta."

"Don't be, Neng," pinta Sumiarsih forbade. Then glanced at the two figures of his aides; Ceu Ijah and Ceu Odah. "You two too. Please, whatever happens here, don't ever tell our son Hanan anything."

"Okay, ma'am," the two replied, nodding.

Sumiarsih turned her head back, staring sadly at the condition of her husband. "Dad didn't want to, Hanan's education got disrupted because of our current situation. I want to, Hanan remains calm through his education until he finishes." 

"Aahhh .. aahhh …." Juragan Juanda groaning.

Juragan Juanda nodded slowly.

"Inter, huh?" sumiarsih is back. Then look at Ceu Odah and Ceu Ijah. "Where's Ceu Enok? Is the warm drinking water not ready yet?"

Ceu Ijah elbowed the arms of Ceu Odah, then moved the eyebrows up with tapered lips. It means asking for the whereabouts of the old Ceu Enok has not returned to the room.

Suddenly ….

"Enoook!"

"Astaghfirullahal'adziim …." Everyone in the room was shocked, shocked.

"Yes, Allah .. Ceu Odah," murmured the Flower with a beating heart.

"Heh, shhtt .. don't yell" whispered Ceu Ijah warning Ceu Odah. "I mean .. look into the kitchen. The Ceu Enok. Not yelling at calling like that." He glanced at Sumiarsih who looked to be rubbing his chest, startled.

"O-oh, i-iya huh? M-sorry .. forgot me," replied Ceu Odah in a matching voice. Glanced briefly at Sumiarsih and Bunga, then shifted his legs slowly towards the door of the room. "S-I'm sorry .. want to catch up with Ceu Enok."

"Huuuhhh," Sighed Ceu Ijah breathing a sigh of relief. From that moment he had to endure so as not to inhale the whispering bad breath of Ceu Odah. 

Along with that, suddenly a horse neighed from the front of the house.

"Maybe it was Mang Dirman with Mr. Mantri" Sumiarsih told Ceu Ijah.

"Good, Juragan. I opened the door. Excuse me.." said Ceu Ijah. Without having to be ordered, he already understood his duty. So immediately rushed to the front door of the house to welcome the arrival of the person they were waiting for.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Mang Dirman as soon as the door was opened. 

"Wa'alaikum greetings," replied Ceu Ijah. He saw Mang Dirman coming not with the person who had been waiting for since —Pak Mantri—, but with a figure of a shoulder-haired old man with a batik-patterned headband. "Aki?"

He only glanced at a glance, cold, then followed Mang Dirman's steps towards Juragan Juanda and Juragan Sumiarsih rooms.

"Mr!" the Flower exclaimed as soon as the two male figures appeared in the doorway of the room.

Sumiarsih also turned his head and exclaimed in shock, "Ki Waruk? Yes, Allah .. Aki!"

The figure of an old man tied to the head of batik cloth was none other than Ki Sendang Waruk, the elder brother of his father Bunga. He rushed into the room. Welcomed by the nephew and wife of his best friend, Sumiarsih.

"Alhamdulillah .. finally Uwak came too," said Bunga, reaching out, shaking hands and kissing him reverence. "We are waiting for the arrival of Uwak from a few days ago."

Reply Ki Sendang Waruk after hugging his nephew, "Yes, Neng. Forgive Uwak, huh? Uwak just got word from someone this morning. Uwak immediately went home, but ... several times had to turn the road, because in some places was heavily guarded by Dutch troops."

"Yes, God! But thankfully, Uwak survived also arrived in this village," said Bunga, then pointed to the figure of Juragan Juanda who was lying weakly on the bed. "Navigator, Wak. The scourge of pain."

"Astaghfirullahal'adzim, Juanda," muttered Ki Sendang Waruk as he approached the side of the bed. Sumiarsih got up, giving a place to the figure of the old man. "What happened to you, Juanda? Yes, Allah ... why did it come to this?"

"Abhhh .. aahhh …." Juragan Juanda groaning. It seemed like he wanted to speak, but there was no strength and effort left to be able to say a word.

"A few days earlier, Dad had repeatedly asked me to call Aki, but …." Sumiarsih sobbed bitterly, "until last noon .. Father's condition really got worse, Ki. Even …."

"Vomiting blood like this?" asked Ki Sendang Waruk while looking at the splashes of blood on the clothes of Juanda and Sumiarsih.

"Before just complaining of ordinary pain. Breathlessness. Even some have been handled by Mr. Mantri, but …."

"Yes, Allah .. Juanda," said Ki Sendang Waruk. "Who did this to you, man? I don't know what mistake you've made, until someone does this to you?"

The whole room looked at each other. 

...SERIATE...

Word Description :

Atuh : an addition that could mean 'dong'.

Keurah : that's.

Apanan : not or.

Mah: a supplement that could mean this or that.

Parna : severe.