THE BEDOL KEMBANG
RISE TO CHAPTER 3
“Hah?!” his friends were surprised. Esih nodded quickly. “If it's a call from Nining, who's in front of us?” tanya Imas trembled. Slowly they all looked at Nining who was on her waist.
“Why surprised? Did you know already? Hahahaha!”
Nining's laughter so-so events were so loud that they all screamed and ran around in fear. Inadvertently the Goddess stumbled upon a book lying on the floor making her fall. The goddess looked at the shabby book and somehow quickly took it for granted and stood up and ran after her friends.
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The goddess was flipping through the sheets of books she found in the library earlier while her friends were still telling her fuss about what had just happened to them on Nining. “Urang (I) believe the sighting in the library was because Bangbung Hideung song performed by Dewi!” exclaim Esih. Nining clucked while shaking her head, “Ga maybe .. I don't believe,” then look at the Goddess, “book what is Wi?”
Dewi looked at the cover of her book and shrugged her shoulders, “Ga knew, the cover of her book was not there, it was also like notes written by doang, the paper had yellowed a lot of torn and the ink began to disappear.”
Nining picked up the book, looked at it for a moment then flipped through its pages. All his friends approached and noticed the book Nining was holding. “It notes jangjawokan (spells/campions),” says Nining, “but don't know who made it. Like an old book, it doesn't matter anyway.”
“Try urang see Ning,” says Wira. Nining handed the book to Wira. The hero immediately opened the pages. “It's interesting,” muttered excited Wira. Wira is very happy with the old Sundanese books especially those related to ajimantra. Imas and Esih now surrounded Wira. Only Anton seemed uninterested, he just sat down to play his HP.
“Ning, this is not a mere jangjawokan, but there is also a self-written kawih ... see the writing is still intact although somewhat faded,” indicate Wira. Nining and Dewi approached and read the words of the kawih written in black ink and still quite clearly read.
Wengi poek's. (Dark night).
Seungit the carcass. (Rubber flower fragrance).
Abdi hoyong pateupang's. (I want to meet).
Ngaharewos. (Whisper slowly).
Bejaan aya di dieu. (You know, it's here).
At gigireun in tukangeun anjeun. (By the side behind you).
The ngalayang. (We both drift).
Saacan janari bright. (Before a bright morning).
Neangan anu. (Searching for the sought).
Seungit the carcass. (Rubber flower fragrance).
In the middle of wengi poek. (In the middle of the night it's dark).
Nining and Dewi fell silent. The Goddess' blood rippled, her chest beating rapidly, for some reason. “If you can sing this, like this kawih can be as famous as Bangbung Hideung deh,” said Wira with a big smile. “Ya Wira right .. mystical aura like Bangbung Hideung song or like Lingsir Wengi ..” added Esih.
Nining gurgles, “This is all ... nothing is associated with mystic .. This is just an ordinary kawih, if I read the lyrics, it's about the person who is missing his lover …similarly, Bangbung Hideung and Lingsir Wengi songs, there are no mystics, try to read the verse again … good song-good I say mystical, later the song so no one wants to hear for fear.”
All speechless.
“After night, I go home first, tomorrow afternoon don't forget we practice again, tuh books on the desk studied yes, I took from the bus, I took from the bus,” continued Nining and after saying that he walked out the terrace of the house riding his motorbike and left. “Si Nining really, good song even spelled mystical.... aya-aya wae (anything),” timpal Anton while slinging his bag, “everything, I unplug first ya.” Wira immediately returned the shabby book to Dewi and followed Anton, “Heh Kuya, wait, urang nebeng!” They both got on the motorbike and left.