The Virgin Corpse Assignment
Section 48
...THE VIRGIN CORPSE...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 48...
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‘For example, my brain was dirty a few weeks ago. Asih that I accidentally visited at that time with Sadam, it turns out they both finished doing ...’ The muttering figure of the old man who was none other than Mbah Jarwo was suddenly stopped, as soon as he saw the figure he was peeping on, seen getting ready to leave from the front there. ‘Where else are they going? Do I keep following or ... just go home to pepper with my own wife? Bah!”
The old figure decided to follow the steps of Sadam and Asih. From the direction they went, it seemed like they were going to return to Juanda's mansion. Initially want to stop trailing, but urung done, because in the middle of the journey the two separated.
‘Why did Sadam not continue to drive Asih until he arrived at Juanda's home?’ wondering Mbah Jarwo is alone behind the trunk of a large tree. ‘From the direction chosen, it is clear that Asih really wants to go home to his employer. But ... the Sadam? Where else is he going?’
“Go home first, Nyai,” Sadam said before they parted ways. “I still have other needs. We will meet in an ordinary place later. Okay?”
“Where are you going?” ask Asih spoiled, annoying. Answer the man next to him, “I want to meet someone.”
“Who?”
“Piece.”
‘Yeah?’ ask Mbah Jarwo behind the big tree. ‘What needs does he need to meet the Uyat?’ His mind began to fill with questions. But this clearly makes him prefer to continue following Sadam's steps. ‘I began to smell strange scents with the figures of them all. Hhmmm, I'd better follow it wherever Sadam goes.’
After Asih died, Sadam immediately pulled out his phone. Contact someone and make an appointment to meet somewhere. “OK, I'm waiting right now, Yat!” sadam said at the end of their long-distance conversation. Then after looking at some corners of the view, the man who was still at home to sing continued his steps. Tracing the road that is not usually passed. It was visible from the direction of the footrest, through the fresh green grass and through the aral of the tree trunks along the foot swing.
‘It looks like he will be heading towards kidul[1]sana,’ Mbah Jarwo muttered as he continued to shadow Sadam's steps from a distance behind. ‘To deliberately choose a shortcut to another area of Juragan Juanda plantation. Hhmmm, this makes me even more curious and looking around to find out for themselves, what exactly are they going to talk about there later. He-he. Not in vain for these few days I stalked that one human. Since the beginning of meeting, I have put my suspicions with him. Bah!’
With great caution, Mbah Jarwo stepped slowly. The man's red eyes focused on watching the surroundings, worried that the other party was behind. So far trailing, it looks still fairly safe without obstacles. But sometimes the chatter of the figures that followed, could hardly be captured clearly by his old ears.
Sure enough, not how far it followed, finally Mbah Jarwo arrived somewhere. The southern area of the plantation belongs to Juanda Juragan who rarely participated in the Head of Sirnagalih Village stop over. Even just knowing that second anyway, if there was already built a small hut and can be inhabited.
‘Hhmmm, a dozen years I became the Head of the Village, just this time saw there is a hut here,’ muttered Mbah Jarwo astonished. ‘Sial, there have been many things that have escaped my observation all along! And it became new to me regarding the various problems that exist in the citizens of this Sirnagalih Village! Does it also have something to do with ...’
“It has arrived first apparently you, Yat!” sadam exclaimed as soon as he saw a figure of a man sitting quietly in the front halls of the hut. “Hurry? He-he. ‘Where, how are you?”
“Good, Dam,” Reply Yes. They both shake hands. “How about yourself? Any more recent news?”
“Asih you mean?” tanya Uyat with a meaningful smile. Timpal Sadam back, “Allet alone? He-he. That woman fell in love with me.”
“Tuh, ‘kan? What I said first too. So-called business mah[2]very easy, Dam,” said Uyat, “my choice is indeed proven powerful, ‘kan? Ha-ha!”
“Ha-ha!” Sadam laughed out loud. “Benna pisan[3], Yat. If you know that, why not just from the past, yes, I make that way? Ha-ha!”
“Iya, ‘kan? Let alone the affairs of pellets, other affairs kayak ...” For a moment Uyat let down the sound when saying the next advanced sentence. “ ... It also worked out he did. The proof now, he has lived a good and rich life. Ha-ha!”
‘Sial! What were they talking about just now? I didn't hear it from here!’ mbah Jarwo Gerrutu behind his hiding place.
“How is he now?” ask Sadam some time later. Uyat replied in a soft tone like earlier, “I haven't seen him in a long time, Dam. Don't know now ‘gimana. Maybe even forgot the same we-we.”
The weathered bachelor snorted.”Never mind, let's not talk about him anymore. Wrong, even later it will impact us-we again, Yat. Si Juanda himself, no longer want to discuss the incident that one. Do not know you have forgotten or maybe he has started to be hit by persuasion si—“
“Ssttt! Never mention the name again, Dam,” Uyat reminded. “Danger!”
“He-he! Your style is like the Asih, Yat. So similar. Always be careful again by the way.”
“O, yes?”
“Ya, there you go,” Sadam replied. “He-he, but that's really good. It means he's always trying to keep me from acting rashly. Especially in matters that are very sensitive.”
“That too, ‘kan, we take lessons from the experience already.”
“Including graveyard demolition case Sukaesih? Not even you yourself who leaked it, Yat? Ha-ha!”
Reply Uyat do not want to lose, “ ... On your own orders, Boss! Ha-ha!”
“Ha-ha!”
Mbah Jarwo's old forehead is shrinking more and more violently. ‘Oh, so the two of them spread the secret? Hhmmm, I didn't expect. It turns out that there are a lot of enemies in the blanket among my own people. It is very sad for Juragan Juanda. Uh, but ... what exactly do they mean by leaking the Kesih grave demolition case first? What secrets have they been hiding all this time?’ question after question rained down on the old man. But during peering and eavesdropping, not a single chat of Sadam and Uyat led to an answer. Instantly, the two men on top of the halls were just having a casual conversation. Not attractive to the ears of an Mbah Jarwo. Until we finally get out of the place together.
...SERIATE...