The Virgin Corpse Assignment
Section 40
...THE VIRGIN CORPSE...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 40...
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High-pitched Bariah pretext, “Share! Me, ‘kan, trade. Sales. When do I choose a buyer? Lha, if the Lastri owes ‘mulu, I lose it. ‘Where, anyway?”
“But still, ‘kan, the money made by the Lastri was the result of illegal, Bu,” said Leha to heat the atmosphere. “Authorized money, youho.”
“So I should ngusir the Lastri if you want to shop here, ‘gitu? Well, my loss too, Mom! I will lose my customers. Especially now that the Lastri has never owed again like before. Still mengingan him, than these mothers .. early in the month of debt, pay it a little next month. Real long. I also need business capital. Take the money that exists. Hayooo!”
“Kok, Ms Bariah got angry? We-we, ‘kan, just ngingetin doangan, Mom,” said Leha who was recently exposed to the elbow Yani and Welas.
“Gara-gara Mpok Leha, anyway,” said Yani and Welas at a time when Bariah was busy nagging. “Kalo she craves, danger. Let us-we are not given any more debt.”
“I'm not angry, Mpok Leha. Just menggejelasin doangan!” bariah cried still with the same tone as before. “Lagian, this is because of Basri too, anyway. I followed him with his sap. Huh!” rutuknya while re-entering the stall and pretending to fix the merchandise.
Instantly the four women threw a signal at each other, asking to be quiet immediately and no longer talk about the matter earlier.
Meanwhile Brutus and his two men were already in front of the intended house. The three stood while looking into the rented house of the Basri family. Incidentally at that moment, the front door was open.
“Bu, in front there are people, tuh,” Aryan reported telling Lastri. “Who? Neighbor?” ask Basri's wife who was cleaning up in the room. Reply back to the firstborn, “Don't know, Mom. Iyan does not know.”
Lastri immediately rushed outside, looked at the courtyard of the house, and looked at the three figures with a confused look. “From who, Sir?”
Brutus and his two men stared deeply at Lastri. Then answer briefly, “This is Basri's house, ‘kan?”
“Iya, Right,” replied Lastri was still confused. “I'm sorry, Who are these gentlemen, yes?”
Brutus immediately entered the courtyard of the house, approaching the figure of the woman. “The three of us are Basri's old friends, Mom. This is with ...”
“I'm his wife.”
“Ooohh. Was there?"
Lastri. “Kang Basri again working in the city, Sir.”
“Ooohh, when to go home?”
“New two days ago depart. Usually, in three days, he goes home. What's up, huh, sir?” Lastri. “What These Fathers—“
“Nothing, Mom. We just want to meet,” said Brutus, then decided to quickly go from there.
“Why rush back again, anyway, Boss?” ask one of his men in wonder. “Why don't we take him to be held hostage? Askew—“
“Do not be stupid! You think the cave didn't think of it, huh?!” sentak Brutus fierce. “See the situation first! You want if we are shouted at by the thief continue to be beaten by residents here until it is completed? Think, Stupid!”
“Ya, ‘kan’ do not need to use maksa-force, Boss. Tell him we were told to pick up. Keep us taking it outside. Keep us champ. Continue we—“
“Shut!” snapped Brutus unconsciously, then hurriedly held back while looking around the place. I was worried that someone would listen to the three of them. “The most important thing is that the cave already knows where Basri lives. The next plan is to think again. I see, Stupid!”
“I-iya, Boss. Sorry.”
“Huh! You stupid fool!”
“I-iya, I am a fool. Boss most pinter.”
“Iya, Boss! But ...”
“Aparticularly?” brutus asked with a sharp highlight.
“K-we did not use the road earlier, ‘kan?”
“Although why?”
“Let's see that old lady again, Boss. Who had that shop. She just wanted ‘mulu. My overalls are.”
“Yes, already, we are muter.”
“Emang Boss knows the way in this village?”
BUKS!
“Auuhhh!”
“Many nanya lu! It makes no difference to these mothers! Damnit!” rutuk Brutus after throwing a fist into the stomach of his men.
“Feel you! Just look for trouble!”
BUKS!
“Aaahhh!”
“From you, no little work! Aaahh!”
Brutus shook his head annoyed to see the two men, grimacing grimly holding each other's stomach.
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Since the arrival of Brutus looking for Basri, residents of Cijengkol Village were in an uproar with the spread of slanted news of the family. Many of them alienated Lastri and her children from community relations. No exception to Bariah himself.
“Sorry, Ma'am Las,” said the old woman when Basri's wife was about to shop as usual. “Starting today, Pastri Ma'am if you want to shop, anywhere else.”
“Lho, why, Bu Bariah?” lastri asked in surprise. “I, ‘kan, don't want kasbon anymore.”
While dizzy looking around, Bariah answered all wrong, “Duh, ‘how, huh? Anyway don't go to my shop, Deh, Las Ma'am. I can't.”
“Yes, Mom, but what's the reason? Yesterday can still be, really. Why can't you now?” Lastri's forehead is furrowed great. “What's the matter, Bu?”
The old eye looked back to the front. On the figures of the neighbors who were secretly watching the two of them. Whispering to each other.
While scratching my head that has been overgrown with gray hair, Bariah replied stammeringly, “M-sorry anyway yes, Ms. Las. S-I .. s-I can't answer, t-but ....” He thought for a moment, confused between wanting to give the real answer with curiosity that since a day ago often haunts. “ ... I, anyway, just follow the advice of citizens you know, Mbak Las.”
“Saran?” This time the young woman's eyebrows were raised high. “What advice, yes?”
Half whispering, the old woman thrust her body forward toward the direction where she stood. “About three serem men who came yesterday nyariin Mas Basri. Is that your business partner Pastri's husband, huh?"
“Three boys?” Lastri remembered for a moment. ‘Surely what he meant was ... the man who yesterday came to the house and asked Kang Basri.’ Still overwhelmed with questions, the woman tried to dig back Bariah's speech. “Oh, Kang Basri's guests? Yesterday there was a thing, Mom, but I myself do not know the purpose of their arrival.”
“Lho, can you not know anyway, Ma'am? Isn't that Mas Basri's business plan?” The old woman secretly did the same. Finding out the truth of the news spread in the community of Kampung Cijengkol.
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