The Virgin Corpse Assignment
Section 12

...THE VIRGIN CORPSE...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 12...

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"Juragan Guanda …."

Uyat turned his head for a moment towards Sarkim. "Why with him, Kim?"

Sarkim thought for a moment before answering. "Why doesn't he want this to be reported to the police? Does he not want to know who did it, arrested, or—"

"Ssttt, didn't he just give a reason? You heard it too, right?"

"Huh, that's just his excuse, sir," said Sarkim accompanied by a grin. "I'm sure he has other plans."

Mbah Jarwo turned to hear the two men whispering faintly. "Huh, what are you talking about?"

Sarkim and Uyat were shocked.

"Eh, no, Mbah," replied Uyat half in a whisper. "We're just thinking about this." The village chief glanced fiercely, then said, "Don't talk non-nonsense, Uyat-Sarkim! We don't know the real issue yet. Just let Juragan Juanda sort this out in his own way. Remember that!"

"I-iya, M-mbah," the two answered in unison.

Juragan Juanda turned his head for a while, watching the three with a sharp eye-high bias. No words were spoken from the lips of the figure. Then he looked back at his workers. It's almost done by morning.

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Meanwhile, at the 'gossip' shop Bariah, a group of mothers are huddled to choose groceries.

"Eh, Mpok Leha," said Bariah while tidying up the merchandise to one of the customers in his stall. "You know, that's the Lastri Miss yesterday who suddenly had a lot of money, you know."

"Well, why, Mom?" asked the figure named Leha earlier while frowning in wonder. "It's good that he has a lot of money. I don't owe anymore, Dong. Hi-hi."

"Mpok Leha quipped me?" Someone chimed in next to him accompanied by a flick of uneven red lips.

Leha screech followed by Bariah and two other mothers. "Yes, no, Teh Iim" he replied after his laughter had subsided. "We're, right, talking to Lastri again. Not Teh Iim. Ih, really taste, anyway."

"Huh, kirain shindir-nyindir me," said Iim offended. "My part, mah, if you owe me also not for months, tuh, like the Lastri. As soon as my salary is paid, I pay. Yeah, isn't that right, Ms Bariah?"

"Yes .. Yes, Yes Iim. Just relax, why?" answer Bariah while the lyrics on the other three subscriptions.

The other mothers also said, "Eh, continue the problem Pastri's 'how, Mom? Where does he have money, huh? Isn't Mas Basri her husband's not coming home this week?"

Bariah looked around for a moment before replying. "That's exactly what she is, Ms. Yani," he told two other customers, "as quickly as the Pastri went home, all her debts were paid in full. I keep looking in his wallet, there's still a lot, you know, money."

Yani chimed in while sneering, "Surely it's money, Mom? Most also contains the same KTP of debt paper. Yes, Mothers? Hi-hi."

Welcoming also said, "Eh, but iso dadi iku is really money, you know, Yan mama. Yes, if not, where may Bu Bariah want nerimo iku duite Mbak Las. Iyo ndak, Mum-mom?"

Bariah is back to pumping, "Yes, really, really money, really. But I was just surprised, about Mas Basri what it works, huh? A week to say, how can you have that much money? Usually also if I pay the same debt, at most half doang. Abis no longer kasbon."

"Times, anyway, Mom?" leha asked curiously followed by the glances of the other mothers.

"Yes, really, Mpok," replied Bariah. "So, as I asked yesterday about the Las Ma'am about his work Mas Basri, he replied not knowing. Weird, right? Masa, anyway, there is a bini until you don't know the work of the laki? I thought it was a cover-up 'that's what I noticed yesterday, Mom."

The four customers of Warung Bariah simultaneously looked at each other.

"Don't …." Yani's eyes were rounded big. Struck by asking Leha curiously, "Don't-don't why, Ma'am?"

Yani waved a hand telling the three other mothers to approach, followed by Bariah while pushing the body between the trading order in front of the crowd, then replied in a whisper, "Mas Basri is a bike, Bu-ibu."

"Know where, Ma'am?" tanya Welas while holding her breath as soon as the breath of Yani's mouth puffed into her nostrils.

Yani replies, "It can be, right? Just think, deh, what work can be made a lot of money in just a week. Except .. yes, that was. Robbing, menggebegal, or also …."

"Otherwise?" Bariah was curious.

"So the man of a rich aunt" added Yani greeted the scorn of the four fellow gibahan. "Yes, make the bed lust of the lonely rich, Mothers."

Leha replied, "That last one, I guess it's impossible, huh, Ma'am. The Basri guy is not cute. Where items, flat, ugly, poor again. Hhmmm, where there are, anyway, rich aunts who want to be with him. Sometimes I like to look at it."

"Eehhh, but ojo kleru, you know, Mpok Leha," said Welas denied. "Ono, after all, the rich women there who do not see the physical wong lanang. Important sing, 'teronge' is big, long, and strong in bed. Hi-hi."

"Beneer pisan teh, Mbak Welas," said Iim while giggling. "Cases also make naon if loyo, mah. Just dipped once, immediately ngabura. Hi-hi."

"Ngabura iku opo anyway, Teh Iim?"

Iim laughed before replying, "Ngabura it .. out liquid something, Ms. Welas. Siga shower condensed 'that's how. Hi-hi."

"Don't, Iim jorseu! Hi-hi!" reply Bariah with a sudden face blushing. Understandably it has been a few years 'unemployed' since the death of her husband. "Eh, if it's true that Basri's a bike, I don't so, deh, tell Supri to come to work for him. It will not even be my son. Moreover, said Mbak Las, her husband had the same business. Try to think, his business he does not know what. Gaje really, isn't he? Uhh!"

Said Leha also guessed, "It could be the Basri who was mopping, Mom."

"Remissy? So the pig is 'that's it, Mpok?"

"That's kind of ho'oh, ma'am," Leha replied. "Si Basri who became the baby, continued his cement was part of the candle guard. 'Their business is like that."

"Oh, serem!" exclaim those mothers.

The conversation suddenly stopped, so from a distance saw Lastri was walking towards the stall.

"Ssttt, there is Pastri coming," whispered Bariah.

"Well, seriously!" leha was surprised. "Inget, yes, don't let him be offended or later we will be a pig mengepetnya."

"Yes. So don't make him suspicious of us."

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