The Virgin Corpse Assignment
Section 52
...THE VIRGIN CORPSE...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 52...
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Time has shown almost a quarter of midnight. After passing the Azaan and Isha prayers, almost all residents of Sirnagalih Village prefer to live in their homes. Get together with your family or even go to bed early.
Heavy rain accompanied by strong winds from afternoon to evening, making the natural atmosphere so cold gripping. Leaving a trail of wet wallowing, pooled along the village dirt road.
Asih, a young widow who has been working for more than a year in Juanda's home, is busy preening in front of a mirror in her private room. The woman was busy polishing the face with white powder fragrant and the appearance of color in some parts of the eyes and cheeks, beautify themselves. Not to forget, the flaming hue also reddened the rhythms of his lips.
“Kang Sadam will definitely wait for me in the usual place,” muttered Asih while smiling himself looking at the mirror. “Tonight I should look more attractive than usual. Hi-hi's. So that he no longer feels disappointed kayak this afternoon.”
GECK! GECK! GECK!
He turned to the door of the room. His forehead shriveled for a moment, wondering to himself. ‘Who is knocking on the door at night like this? Ceu Elim? Or Mang Aat?’ He guessed. Calling those two guys. The same man who worked at the great house of Juragan Juanda.
“Wait a minute!” said Asih hastily cleaned up the rest of her makeup that was almost finished. Then hunt down the door to open. “Who, yes?”
GECK! GECK! GECK!
Without a sound of response, the knock was heard again.
“Who, anyway?” hissing the woman while turning the key and pulling slowly leaves the door of the room. “Oohh ...”
A seraut's face appeared as soon as the door leaf was revealed. Give her a smile and a meaningful look. “Asih has not slept, ‘kan?” ask the figure in a soft voice. It is not foreign and very surprising.
“J-juragan ...” call Asih stammeredly mention the name of a figure who is none other than Juanda Juragan, his employer.
“Asih don't want to sleep yet, ‘kan?” The second time the question was asked. Now accompanied by a push on the door leaf and slowly the figure of a 50’an-year-old man entered the room.
Asih let his employer in, coupled with a heartbeat, racing blood quickly filled the head cavity. “B-yet, Juragan,” the answer is nervous.
“Can I log in?”
A classic question and smelling pleasantries, because the question is already inside.
A little confused, Asih tried to answer. “T-of course it can be, J-juragan. T-but ...”
“Thank you,” timpal Juragan Juanda accompanied by a smile and careful gaze. He closed the door of the room back and looked around for a moment the condition of his maid's bedroom. “The room is very fragrant, Asih. What are you ...” Suddenly the man brought his head closer, watching Asih's face that looked beautiful with the makeup earlier. “You preening?”
Asih nodded slowly.
“Where to?” jordan Juanda asked in astonishment. “You want to go outside? Malem-malem ‘gini?”
“Serious?”
“I-iya, Juragan,” Asih replied increasingly nervous. Hurriedly she took a piece of cloth, intending to remove the makeup that had looked perfect revealing the young woman's beauty.
“Do not!” Juragan Juanda prevented. This man held the motion of Asih hands that were preparing to wipe his face. “Do not delete! Let's like ‘gitu, Asih!”
“Eh, Juragan ..” sigh Asih shy and increasingly feel bad, now, because the distance of their faces is getting closer.
“You are so beautiful with that makeup, Asih,” Juragan Juanda whispered. “ ... And I love to see it.”
“Ah, Nurse.”
Slowly the man's hand slipped off. Now swung up with the index finger pointing, touching the tip of the chin Asih. “For this ... I have never seen you give kayak ‘gini, Asih,” whisper more slowly accompanied by a warm sigh sweeping the face of the woman. “Not surprisingly, it turns out you have a beautiful look like this. S-me ... I ...”
“Do not, Scouts!” exclaim Asih distanced his head once Juragan Juanda's head suddenly advanced closer. “Don't do this same to me.”
“Why, Asih?” ask the richest figure in Sirngalih Village was astonished. “You don't like me?”
The young widow did not answer. He moved away, turned his back to his master, then said, “This Juragan is a good man. My employer anyway. It's not about likes or dislikes, Nurse. But ...”
“Because Sumiarsih?”
Suddenly the man approached, then rubbed his waist from behind.
“Juragan ... ah, no!” elak the woman came back. Not trying to avoid quickly, but even reverse the body face to face. Of course it gives more meaning to Juragan Juanda that Asih will not refuse if ....
“Originally you know,” whispered the 50’an-year-old man while close the body, “a long time ago I kepengen this ... from you, Asih.”
“Ah, Nurse.”
“Sumiarsih has long been unable to give what I still need so far,” said Juragan Juanda increasingly dare to land his index finger on the tip of the nose Asih, then down to the lips, chin, neck, and neck, and it ends right in the middle between the two circles of typical female twins. “He is sickly, older, while I ..”
“Do not, Juragan,” pinta Asih as soon as the employer is about to touch his chest area deeper. “I don't want to seekhianatin Juragan Sumiarsih.” Then this woman took the old fingers away from her. “I owe a lot to Juragan Wanita. Besides coming from the same village, also because I have given my trust to work here, help take care of him and also the Scouts themselves.”
“Asih!” exclaimed Juragan Juanda with a voice somewhat higher now. The old man who still looks handsome is blocking both arms, then said, “You think if it is not because of my permission, you can work here? So, hhmmm? You also have to be self-aware, Asih, if you talk about debt problems, you also owe a lot to me.”
Asih. “I'm sorry, Juragan. But ...”
“Old time I like you, Asih,” said Juragan Juanda surprised, to the point of making the woman gape. Then shakes in disbelief. “Yes, I like you, Asih.”
“No way, Juragan,” said the young widow still shaking her head. Reply quickly by his employer, “What is impossible? Normal, right? You are no longer a woman bound by marriage. As for me, married men who still have the right to marry or add a wife.”
...SERIATE...