Passion Love Noni Dutch
Section 30

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

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 30...

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"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?"

"Aahhh .. aahhh …." Juragan Juanda moved his hand, about to reach Ki Sendang Waruk's arm with difficulty. "E-ndaanngg .. e-ndaanngg ..." call him soft and stammering.

The whole room looked at each other. Especially Ceu Odah on Flowers.

"What?" tanya Ki Sendang Waruk saw his best friend seemed to suffer greatly. "What do you want to say, Juanda? Speak." He drew closer, embracing the weak body of Juragan Juanda to sit down.

"S-me .. s-me ..." said Sumiarsih's husband with a breath while moving fingers at the people in the room. He then pointed to his own wife, Ki Sendang Waruk, and Mang Dirman. "Aahhhh .. ahhh."

"You want the others out first?" The man with the head of batik cloth was trying to understand what Juragan Juanda meant. Then look at Ceu Odah and Bunga. "Eng and .. who forgot his name."

"Odah, Ki" said Ceu Odah.

Ki Sendang Waruk. "You two, please leave us alone for a moment. Maybe there is something Juragan Juanda wants to say to the three of us" he said, glancing at Sumiarsih and Mang Dirman.

Flowers and Ceu Odah nodded, understood. Both of them rushed out of the room with a feeling of unease. But in the doorway, it almost collided with Ceu Ijah and Ceu Enok who brought a glass of warm water.

"We were asked out first, Ceu," said Bunga to the two.

"Continue this water?" asked Ceu Ijah while staring at the glass he was holding.

"This gives it to me," said Ki Sendang Waruk after turning his head.

Ceu Ijah also hurriedly handed the glass in his hand to the flower. Then together the three female figures, rushed out of the room and closed the door tightly.

"Well, right, isn't that what I said?" said Ceu Odah so moved to the front room with Flowers, Ceu Ijah, and Ceu Enok. He looked for a moment at his master's room. "Said Ki Endang earlier, the pain of the Boy Scouts .. because of someone's actions."

"Who does that mean, Ceu?" asked Ceu Ijah confused.

"Yes, Ceu," said Ceu Enok. "What Ki Endang called Nyai—"

"Stt …." Hurriedly Ceu Odah put an index finger on his lips and spontaneously his two friends quickly dodged. "I told you, don't mention that person by name! The danger!"

Flowers don't want to talk. The girl preferred to sit while contemplating. Thinking about the condition of her future father-in-law and remembering the figure of Hanan who was far away in the city of Jakarta.

"Well, why, Ceu?" asked Ceu Ijah still did not understand the meaning of Ceu Odah's speech.

"No way, anyway" replied Ceu Odah. "You know, if the pain of the Boy Scouts today, almost certainly hit—"

"We do not have strong evidence about it, Ceu," said Bunga suddenly. The three simultaneously turned. "Everyone in this house, probably has a common mind. But ... None of them can prove it, can they?"

"But Ki Sendang said—"

"Yes, I also heard that," said Bunga again menukas. "But Uwak can only guess, right? Just like us. Despite that suspicion, both are aimed at the same person. The point is we can't act rashly. Let alone that supposed figure, not an ordinary person."

Ceu Odah and his two friends were beards.

"Lantas, what about that fire, Neng?" This time the one who asked was Enok. "The men have fallen ill since that time."

Flowers shook their heads and replied, "I don't know, Ceu. Whether it has something to do with it or not." Then she thought back to her lover, Hanan. "One thing the two scribes reminded us not to tell Aa Hanan anything. His message was just that. In fact, I myself feel guilty for being forced to cover up the incident here." Flowers also began to sob.

"Yes, Allah .. Neng Bunga," exhorted Ceu Ijah as he approached, followed by his two friends. "Propay yes, New. Let's just pray that everything will be back just as good as it used to be."

Typhoon Ceu Odah, "Yes, New. We have the Gusti of God. The source of our strength in the face of this test."

"We better pay, yuk," asked Ceu Enok to give advice. "We are blessed, may we all be protected by the Gusti Allah Subhanahu Wata'ala."

Flowers nod. He said, "Right, Ceu Enok." He wiped away her tears. "As before, we saw the Qur'an together and Juragan began to gradually improve. But maybe because we're off-guard, someone used the opportunity to make him come back more colorful."

"Yes, it's okay .. come on, let's take the water first together," asked Ceu Ijah. "I was scared behind him. Hiiyyy!"

"Hayu atuh .. we are babarengan!"

"Come on!"

So Bunga and the three female workers of the Juanda Juragan family, walked together to the shower water located behind the outside of the house. All of you changed clothes because it had been hit by a splash of blood vomit from his father Hanan.

While in the room, Ki Sendang Waruk was trying to treat the cause of Juanda's pain. Armed with the knowledge of kebatinan owned, he felt that in the body of his friend there are unusual signs.

"Nhhh …." Juragan Juanda repeatedly groaned in pain in the chest. It spewed out fresh blood like before.

"Gohops!" Jemari Ki Sendang Waruk touches right in Juragan Juanda's chest. Moving fingers to form a cone, grazing like he was about to take something with great vibrations all over his body. "Aarrgghhhhh! Uhuhhh!" He growled creepily. Making Sumiarsih and Mang Dirman surprised.

White smoke billowed from between the fingers of Ki Sendang Waruk who grazed on the chest of Juragan Juanda earlier. Then do a twisting and twisting motion, accompanied by a force pushing up the throat, like trying to remove something from the body of his friend through the esophageal cavity.

"Abuehhh .. ooeekkk!"

Juragan Juanda again spewed thick blood. This time it was slightly blackish in color, bubbling over the container and strangely the last time it was accompanied by something foreign object spewed out.

"Yes, Allahurabi!" pekik Mang Dirman.

While Sumiarsih himself unceasingly recited sacred sentences; "Laa hawla walaa quwwata Illaa billahil'aliyyil'adzim."

"Gohops!"

Ki Sendang Waruk made a shooting movement at two points right and left of Juagan Juanda's chest.

"Water! Where's the water?" the man with hair passed over his shoulder. Mang Dirman rushed to take it and give it to Ki Sendang Waruk. A moment later, he chanted a few sentences on the glass, then blew it up to three times. "Hurry up and drink this, Juanda!" he said while helping to bring the drink closer to the lips of the husband of Sumiarsih.

Gluey! Gluey! Gluey!

Three sips were drunk and the last rubbed on the face and chest of Juragan Juanda by Ki Sendang Waruk. Suddenly, the bed got wet. Mixing water with blood.

"Stay back and say as much istighfar as possible, Juanda" Ki Sendang Waruk said, helping his friend to shift back. "Remember, there is no mighty power except that of Allah."

Juragan Juanda looked slowly. He said, "T-accept me, E-kend."

Ki Sendang Waruk only smiled faintly. "Don't talk much. Keep beristighfar," he reminded me again. "I'll take care of this fucker!" He took something from inside the vomit container earlier. Oval shaped and tied in such a way using a thin rope like long black hair strands. As soon as the water was stolen from the rest of the drink, it was clear that the scroll was a coarse ribbon wrapped in a white cloth. At the top is left a little like a human face and if observed at a glance like a pocong figure.

"Allahuacbar!" mang Dirman was shocked.

Same with Sumiarsih. Spontaneously he said a few sentences; "Astaghfirullahal'adzim. Laa hawla walaa quwwata Illaa billahil'aliyyil'adzim. A'uudzubillaahiminasethaanirrajiim!"

These two people wanted to ask, but saw Ki Sendang Waruk was concentrating on making another sentence, temporarily suspending him.

"That man is evil" whispered Mang Dirman.

Sumiarsih.

"Ssttt .. keep reciting the holy verses, Mang. We wait, what else will be done by Ki Endang," said the woman with the same tone of voice.

Some time passed, Ki Sendang Waruk asked Mang Dirman to make a fireplace outside. Right in the back of the kitchen.

"Well, Ki," said Mang Dirman deftly. Rush out of the room.

"Keep now, what can I do, Ki?" ask Sumiarsih confused.

Replied Ki Sendang Waruk while looking at the condition of his best friend, Juanda Juragan, and the bed that was wet and dirty with blood spots, "Just change the bed sheets and let Juanda rest for a moment."

"Good, Ki. A minute …." Sumiarsih rushed out of the room and approached the three workers who were gathering with Bunga.

"Shadaqallahul'adzim."

At once the four stopped teaching and both turned to Sumiarsih.

"What's up, Juragan?" tanya Ceu Ijah represents her two friends.

Answer the old woman who still looks beautiful and smooth, "Sorry yes disturb for a moment, Ceu Ijah. Could you please replace the sheets in my room?"

"Well, Nurse," said Ceu Ijah immediately rose from his seat emok.

"I'll help you, Juragan." Ceu Odah rose and was followed by Ceu Enok.

The flower placed the holy book of the Qur'an on the table with great caution, then approached his future father-in-law who looked visibly irritated. "How are you doing now, Mom?" ask the girl.

Sumiarsih turned his head, then replied, "Alhamdulillah, it's a bit better, Neng. B-but …."

"But why, Mom?" Flowers suddenly felt curious.

"It seems .. the pain of the mother's husband, not because of ordinary pain, Neng."

"I mean Mom?" ask back the girl was increasingly curious, although in fact she could already guess what her mother meant by Hanan.

Sumiarsih looked into the eyes of her future daughter-in-law. In a soft voice, he continued his expression, "What we have been expecting, Neng. There's someone who's trying to crush Mom's husband."

"Astaghfirullah, I-I mean Mother ... woo-guna?"

Sumiarsih nodded slowly.

"Astaghfirullahal'adziim …."

The girl's mouth was agape, shocked not dumbfounded. His mind was immediately reflected on someone who had been suspected. Not anyone, but what underlies it until it happens to Juragan Juanda. It is impossible without basis. There must be another figure behind the events that are often experienced by the family of her future husband.

'Does this have anything to do with that guy?' Wonder the Flowers in the Heart. 'He is ….'

...SERIATE...

Word Description :

Struggling: looking for

Colour: severe

Hayu atuh : come on.

Babarengan : together.

Emok: how to sit a woman on the floor by folding both legs on one side simultaneously.