The Heart of Old Menjakaka
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"Ma ..," said the man who approached his wife. Slowly he sat down, then hugged Mbah's body. The woman was still sobbing in tears.
"We've not only lost a child, but a grandson, Pa, too" the ringist sobbed.
"Yes. Mama who is patient, do not cry mute, later he steps heavy there," reprimanded her husband while rubbing his back. "Oh yeah, Ma, there's a guy outside asking about his son's grave with Mama."
"Are you the gravekeeper?" he asked while wiping away tears. But again she cried because she remembered her son.
In fact, he is a child shaman who is quite famous and experienced. But maybe he is not able to help his child who will give birth.
"Papa doesn't understand either. But the guy's waiting outside, he's also Papa saw earlier had helped bury our children and grandchildren, Ma."
"Where's the guy?" tanya Mbah Sejah then released a hug.
"That's it, he's the one." The husband moved his chin towards Tian who was standing while smiling in the doorway. The man seemed to want to enter. It's just that he seems hesitant.
"Mama doesn't know him." Mbah Seized shook his head, he stared at the Tian stranger.
"His wife might be known to Mama. Just try talking for a second, okay?" persuade the husband and wipe the tears on the cheek.
"Yes, tell me to come in. But just talk in the kitchen. There are a lot of people here who pay, not good." Mbah Dijah looked at the three men who were teaching around him. Sending do'a to her son.
"Yes. Ayok Papa deliver to the kitchen first, Papa will also make Mama warm tea to be somewhat better." The husband embraces Mbah Dijah's shoulder, then pulls and breaks it into the kitchen.
The woman sat down on the chair and immediately, her husband made a warm sweet tea on the glass, then placed it on the table.
"Drink first, Ma. Later Papa returned," he said and then kissed Mbah Dijah's right cheek. Then step up to meet Tian.
"How, Sir?" tian asked with a smile. His face was worried.
"Father can go see my wife, but take a minute and talk softly, yes, sir" he asked. Tian nodded quickly. "Oh yes, you came here with your wife? My wife doesn't know my father she said."
Tian gazed towards Nissa who was sitting next to Nurul and the few citizens. Immediately he waved and made the two different women of the generation stand up and then stepped up to him.
"How, Ti?" ask Nurul.
"Here, he said I could meet Mbah Dijah, but the same Nissa. Perhaps he knew Nissa," said Tian who looked puzzled. Nissa herself seemed to not know Mbah Dijah or her husband.
"Not Nissa, sir," said the man in front of her. "But Fira, the one you said earlier." It seems he caught it wrong. Though Tian had said that the ex-wife, but what he mentioned to Mbah Dijah was only a wife, not using a wife.
"Oh. If Fira's not around and she's my ex-wife, sir. But indeed the tomb I want to ask is the son of me and Fira." Tian explained so as not to misunderstand.
"Just see her, Ti. Mbah Dijah must know Mama. Because she used to be a shaman with her children Mama Pas gave birth to Fira," said Nurul.
"Yes ...." Tian looked at his wife then rubbed his shoulders. "You just wait here for a second is okay, right? But don't go anywhere, huh?" her door. It's not good, but what else? Tian confused.
"No problem, Yang." Nissa smiled and nodded. Then he headed to the bale and sat down again. "I'm waiting here, '" he added.
"Don't you know, I'll take you to the kitchen" the man who stepped into his house first. Tian and Nurul followed him.
"Night, Mbah, I am deeply concerned and condone the passing of Mbah's children and grandchildren" Nurul said, extending his hand to Mbah Dijah.
Before replying to the woman's hand, Mbah Dijah first looked at Nurul's face carefully.
"thank you. You're Nurul, right?" guess it. He still remembers his mother Fira.
"Yes." Yeah." Nurul smiled as his hand was greeted by the woman's hand.
"You just sit down and talk, but it's only 10 minutes, yeah!" reprimand the husband of Mbah Dijah who just came out of the room with a plastic chair. Then put it near Tian and Nurul.
"Yes, sir." Tian nodded then sat there, as did Nurul. After that, her husband Mbah Dijah passed away.
"When have I buried your son, Nur? Isn't Fira alive, is she?" tanya Mbah Sejah stared at the astonished woman in front of him.
"Not the Fira, Mbah. But I heard from Fira .. she said that when she gave birth to Mbah who helped, her son died and Mbah also ate it, right?" nurul clearly told.
"Oh, but Fira's son didn't die." Mbah Dijah fell silent and remembered. However, he was stunned when he remembered Fira's words that he should have kept all of that a secret. Hurry Mbah Sejah slapped his mouth, because it was slipped.
"Not died?" ask Tian. He was shocked, but confused as well. The words of Fira, Nurul and Mbah Colored are many different. Have their own version.
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