
'Don't tell me the shaman died, ' Inner Tian with a trembling body.
Nurul ran inside the gate of the house, approaching some people there.
"Sorry, who died, huh? What is Mbah Sitting?" ask Nurul who it is. Obviously, whoever answers to him needs certainty.
Tian and Nissa followed, going in there.
"No, ma'am," replied a thick-moustached man wearing white cocoa.
Hearing his answer, Tian's chest felt plong. He was sure, what Nurul meant was the child shaman.
"Who died, and where did Mbah go?" Nurul asked again with a curious face.
"The child who died gave birth. Mbah Sejahnya again inside, maybe take care, ma'am," explained the man.
"Innalilahi," said Tian and Nissa simultaneously. They also look at each other.
Nurul turned his head, then approached towards them. "His son-in-law is Mbah Dijah, Ti. And people said his son died" he told. Though Tian and Nissa themselves had heard it by accident.
"Yes, Ma. We'd better ask maybe later, yes, after the funeral is over. You see Mbah Sejah must be very sad," said Tian.
Although he was very curious, but seeing this condition he felt bad. Of course, Tian had also been in the position of Mbah Dijah, which is the loss of his son.
"That means we wait, huh?" ask Nurul.
"Yes, I want to go too. Assistive. Mama and Nissa just wait here, okay?" pinta Tian's. The two women nodded obediently.
Shortly after, the corpse, wrapped in a shroud, was taken out, and put it in a coffin.
Mbah Sejah came out with her husband while crying bitterly. He even screamed hysterically. It seemed like he was so shaken, his face was very pale as well.
The age of the woman was Nurul. It's just the difference is the black skin is sweet.
***
Previously in a different place.
After lunch with her friends, before reaching Dono's house, Juna plans to go to the minimarket, buy something for Silvi. It's not good if he comes empty-handed.
The car was parked neatly in front of the minimarket, Juna immediately reached into the pocket of his uniform pants, only there was only 50 thousand money in there. It doesn't seem like it's going to be enough.
"Om, don't you have any money?" Juna asked his driver. "Juna wants to borrow money."
"Some, come down. Let Om pay later," he asked.
Juna nodded with a cheerful smile, Atta and Baim also came down. The driver immediately followed the three boys, who entered the minimarket.
"What do you want to buy, Jun? Milk box?" guess Baim is walking next to Juna. His friend was staring at the minimarket shelf and was like looking for something.
"You didn't eat before, did you? Laper time again," said Atta who was also beside Juna.
"I want to buy something for Dedek Silvi, but I'm confused." Juna stopped his steps in front of the chocolate rack. Slowly his index finger rubbed his chin.
"You said yesterday, instead of Dedek Silvi can only drink milk, huh?" said Atta.
"Yes. But what kind of flavored milk, chocolate, strawberry, nuts or what?" Juna moved to the shelf part of several variants of milk flavors and its brand.
Atta took out a medium-sized milk box, then noticed it. "Feel chocolate, Jun. Tasty, sweeter," he suggested.
"Of." Juna looked up at his driver, who was nearby.
"Yes, why, Dek?"
"How old is he?" tanyakanya.
"The same museum as the twin Dedek of Aunt Citra."
"Oh, maybe a few months, huh? Means he can't drink boxed milk yet, Dek." The driver stepped closer to the shelf, then picked up a box of formula milk on the top shelf. "This milk alone may be possible, but it depends on the brand he drinks as well, anyway." It says for a 0-year-old baby on his chest.
"That's box milk, too, Om." Juna pointed at the milk box.
"Different, this is milk powder formula. It's special for babies."
"Aman to Dedek Silvi?" ask Juna who seems doubtful.
"God willing is safe, but back again he fits or doesn't."
"Yes, buy one, Om. Juna also wants to buy Dedek Silvi a baby pacifier. Make replacements."
The driver took the basket, then put the formula in there. Next Juna and his friends choose baby pacifiers.
"That's it, Jun, funny." Atta picks up a bottle of Hello Kitty-shaped baby pacifier. Juna saw the price, 100 grand.
"It's too cheap, Ta. Find the expensive one."
"It's just as cheap, it's the same, Jun. Both baby pacifiers." Atta frowned because her choice was not taken, but she liked to see the shape. Then he put the bottle back on the shelf.
"Kata Mamiku .. The price depends on the quality of the goods, Ta. Baby time as beautiful as Dedek Silvi used cheap stuff? It's a pity," Juna explained. "Ah, this is it! Nice." He found a pacifier that was bottle-shaped like a donut, there was a hole. It costs 500 thousand but can be discounted to 400 thousand.
"Yes, that's good, Jun," Baim said. Juna immediately put the teat bottle in the basket that the driver tote.
"Udah, Deck? Is there any more?" ask the driver.
"Otherwise, huh?" Juna immediately fell silent and thought.
"Soap for Dedek Silvi not all of you?" Atta picked up a set of baby supplies in the packaging of a bag. There are shampoos, body washes, baby oil, baby lations and others. The smell of apples.
"Well, really, too!" Juna took the bag, then he stared at the price of 600 thousand.
"Already Deck, not much," the driver scolded as Juna put the baby equipment into the basket. "It is not okay, but fear does not fit, it is a pity if not used. Adek also certainly do not know, right, the brand of milk or soap that Silvi uses?"
"Yes, Om." Juna nodded. "Yes, that's it. Let's pay to the cashier with Om's money first, huh? It'll pay if Juna's a big one."
"Yes." Yeah." The driver chuckled, then took Juna and his friends to the cashier.
***
After 2 hours more, finally the funeral process of Mbah Dijah children went smoothly despite repeatedly Mbah Dijah passed out. Tian became confused himself wanting to ask about his son, he felt unbearable. But still curious.
'How's this? I want to know about Tina, but I think Mbah Dijah is very grieving, ' her inner self.
"Sir, I'm sorry" Tian told Mbah Dijah's husband, who had just walked out of his door with a glass of water and put it on a bale. "Can I talk to Mbah Dijah for a minute?"
"Bapa needs what? My wife is very sad right now" he replied. The old man's face looked sad. His eye bags are blackened as well.
"I just want to ask where my son's grave is. Because Fira said my ex-wife .. when she gave birth, Mbah was colonized who buried our child when she died at birth," explained Tian. His face looked pleading. Moreover, Tian's face was also so grim and oily.
"Attent .. I met my wife first, yes, sir. But if he can't talk yet, please you can understand him. Because we're in mourning now."
"Yes, Sir. It's okay." Tian smiled at the door. He immediately prayed in his heart when her husband Mbah Dijah entered the house and approached his wife who was sitting crying holding a picture frame. 'May Mbah be colonized speak, I just want to know the truth, ' his mind is hopeful.
...Still patient, guys, I guess? 🤣 what has started kezel 😆...