SERUNI
CHAPTER 7 Jealousy
Seruni immediately walked out of the room, her cheeks blushing red with embarrassment. Mr. Ibu Sajad and also Shaka immediately ran to Seruni, as soon as he heard the voice of the woman's screams.
"What's Ser?" ask Sajad with a worried face.
"There was a cockroach ma'am." The seruni chose to lie. It's impossible to be honest, where he wants to put his face. It is easy that the men in there also do not consider the incident to exist.
Seruni did not have time to see the man's face the owner of the heirloom.When entering without permission, who welcomed and immediately became the attention of his eyes was an object hanging right between two thighs. Like a banana heart hanging.
"Yes Ser, you take a shower. That's your room" said Sajad, pointing to the room directly opposite the room he entered.
Seruni immediately entered the room. Hiding her face that must have been very red was blushing because she herself had already felt the heat.
Inside the bathroom, Seruni repeatedly lightly patted her head. Just want to make what fills his mind when it comes out falling to the floor and drifting carried away by the water going into ****** and then disappearing without a trace.
"Gosh what I saw. My God, my eyes are no longer virgins. Just saw it live this time, whichever is big anyway. Why travel like this." Seruni as his own misdeeds.
After the bath, Seruni was still pacing back and forth in her temporary room. At the dinner later, the man will also be in the middle of the family of Mr. Sajad.
"Ser ... Let's eat first!" Mrs Sajad was heard calling out to him from outside the door.
Seruni set his breath, gathering the indifference and stupidity he had all this time. He also opened the door to his room.
"Let's eat first! Later to the people come," take Bu Sajad.
Seruni walked behind following Sajad's broad footsteps. There were five people already around the simple wooden dining table of wooden planks, no cloth covering the top.
Mr. Sajad, Shaka and three men who look the same age. I don't know who the owner of the heirloom that now even deliberately invites jaelangkung to visit his mind. Come and go without greeting.
Stepping slowly, Seruni as much as possible displayed a normal face. Shaka pulled a bench made of intact bamboo that was neatly nailed to hold it together.
"Thank you, Bang," said Seruni.
"Owh ya Ser, meet this father, happened to be home tonight. Sabri and Safri work in the next country. The dekett bu Sajad was named Sayaka, still a relative of the father. He takes care of the garden that belongs to the father." Mr. Sajad pointed alternately three men on his left side according to the name.
Seruni's mind began to work, his doctor's soul began to analyze and also half-thought. Of course nothing is certain, if only see the outside appearance. All three have almost similar physiques, but the man named Sayaka seems to be more burly and muscular than the other two. Her veins stood out as she focused her elbows on the table. Sayaka's skin is quite bright, although not smooth white. For the size of men the color is already fitting.
Seruni's eyes turned on Sabri, her veins were not too prominent, but her arms were more stocky. Her skin is exotic like Shaka's. Not black, more to the mature sapodilla that is perfectly maintained. Shifted to Safri, nearly eleven twelve with the handsome Third Sabri with their respective versions. Physically, Seruni could be interested in one of them.
"At Ser's meal, sorry about it. All of this is the result of their own garden," said Bu Sajad disperse the screening process carried out by Seruni.
"Eh ... Yes ma'am," Seruni replied nervously.
The dinner was also warm. Sometimes they talk familiar. Sabri and Sayaka seem to be more introverted and quiet than Safri who is as friendly as Shaka.
"Puskesmas far sir from here?" ask Seruni on the sidelines of their chat.
"Not far Ser, from where the fire was you walk again 100 meters. Do not imagine the puskesmas like puskesmas in the city or the suburbs. More like posyandu. Not a single medical device was stored there, just a baby scale. There are no doctors or midwives who stay here, usually they only come a month at most twice" said Mr. Sajad.
"P3k Box?" seruni asked a little surprised by the statement of Mr. Camat.
"There is, but maybe the drugs are out of date. Because we never wear them. We rely on nature when we are sick. If nature is not able, we just went down to the district," added Mr. Sajad.
Seruni nodded in understanding. Accidentally, the eyes of Seruni collided with one of the men in front of him. Seruni hurriedly shifted her gaze. The look in his eyes made Seruni uncomfortable.
They shifted to continue the chat in the yard of Mr. Sajad's house. The people have gathered. The population here is not many, only 421 people, equivalent to the number of residents of one RT in Seruni residence.
No more than 30 are in attendance tonight. Some others certainly cannot participate because in one village there are areas that must cross rivers and steep roads to reach the place where Seruni is now. That's where the population is actually more dense.
In this district, there are three villages. The village where Pak Sajad is said to be the center of their lives. Economic and educational activities are carried out in this village. The TNI post guard of the border of NKRI is also here.
"Bang Shaka, can you please Seruni as a brother?" ask Seruni after the residents have returned to their homes.
"May, but if I can yes, if not do not sulk," said Shaka.
"I want to nitip Bang Shaka shopping for standard medicines and some medical devices. I'm sure that filing first will be a long time. We know the bureaucracy and our procedures. Being positioned from one level to another takes time. The mother's burn needs a cold gauze fast so as not to get infected with dust or other bacteria. Brother can do the procurement of the maximum the day after tomorrow?" ask Seruni expectantly.
"You want to take advantage of my position, Ser?" Shaka asked back in a seductive tone.
"of course. Sometimes we have to use power around us. As long as it's for the common good why not. What should we forego, procedure or life? Could you, Bang? I believe, the equipment and medicine needed is still standard and easy to obtain. Show me your skills, Bang!" Seruni explained to Shaka, but at the end of the sentence was tempting by rolling one eye.
Shaka grimaced to see the real temptation in front of him.
"Ser, can I have your phone number?" tanya Shaka directly thrust his phone at Seruni.