The Virgin Corpse Assignment
Section 62
...THE VIRGIN CORPSE...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 62...
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“Duh, this is a virgin child ..” sela Sumiarsih while stroking her daughter's shoulder, “makanya wake up early, so that sustenance is not pegged chicken, Neng.”
Timpal Juragan Juanda, “Semalem Eneng definitely sleeping malem again, yes?” Sukaesih giggled, then replied lightly, “Semalem Eneng watch drakor, sir. Habis ... the story is very exciting, anyway. Hi-hi.”
“His, young people today,” said Sumiarsih while sneering, “demen very, yes, watch so. Not sure what every day see Korean movies continue?”
“The name is also young, Mom,” replied Juanda. “Different same time we were young first. Boro-boro nongton movie, want to see TV in the house neighbors alone often expelled who have a house. Ha-ha.”
“Iya, but not necessarily until dipping time is also ‘ngkali, sir. Moreover belain stay up late ‘gitu. Virgin child pula.”
“Already, Mom. The important thing is that our children do not crawl malem-malem,” said Juragan Juanda did not want to lose. “Lagian si Eneng never go anywhere, just mguprek[8] in his own room. Yes, ‘kan, Neng?”
“Ah, this Mr. .. always ngebelain his virgin child!” mumiarsih is getting upset. “What is always defended. Hence, long ago the Eneng became more spoiled.”
“Have ... already ...” Sukaesih immediately mediated. “This is why the same Father Mother so fight like this, anyway? Hi-hi's. Actually .... earlier .. what, anyway, would you like to talk about, sir?”
Juragans Juanda and Sumiarsih simultaneously ended their debate. Then began to talk about the Asih thing earlier.
Imbuh back Sukaesih after listening to the words of his parents, “Ooohhh, the problem of adding labor at home? A maid? Ah, Eneng, anyway, it's up to you and Mom. Hhmmm, I want to fool Eneng with Eneng's favorite actor, Park Shi Hung.”
“What? Mr Sihung[9]?” Juragan Juanda and Sumiarsih were shocked. “There's ‘that's Sihung's person's name? Weird, ah, ah!”
Sukaesih snorting spoiled. “Not Mr. Sihung, Mr. Bu, but Park Shi Hung ... P-A-R-K ... S-C-I ... H-U-N-H ... Park Shi Hung.” The girl spelled out the name meant letter by letter.
“Ooohhh, because the name is so,” Juragan Juanda said while grunting quietly. “Still mending his name is not Park Shi Gung.”
“Sigung[10]?” Sukaesih added to the. “Dih, Papaaakk .. so evil, anyway! That, ‘kan, idol artist Eneng, Sir!”
“Ha-ha!” Juragan Juanda laughed. While Sumiarsih again sneered watching the husband and his son. “Dasars ... The same father and son make no difference. Bummer!”
“Ha-ha!”
“Hi-hi!”
“Lah ngetawain again. Dih, add nyebelin, ih!” groused Sumiarsih
“Ha-ha!”
“Hi-hi!”
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It turns out that the plan to come and ask for help from the old shaman is not only the first thing Asih did. Even before, from the late two female parents as well, he knew the figure of Ki Jarok as well as the shamanic black world.
“What can I help you with this time, Cah Ayu?” asked Ki Jarok so Asih came to face. “It's still not enough to get that guy you want, hhmmm?”
“This time it's another matter again, Ki,” replied Asih had prepared for all the consequences of his arrival back to the place.
“Why? That guy ran away leaving you?”
“No, Ki. It was precisely I who let her go away.”
“Hhmmm, very interesting, Cah Ayu. Hik-hik! Now you want more?”
He paused for a moment before answering. “I'm interested in an old man, Ki. Dia—“
“Old men? Has your taste changed now, Cah Ayu? Hik-hik!”
Asih. Pouty.
“Oh, yes. Continue your story, Asih,” added back Ki Jarok after stopping his snickering spontaneously, once found the response of women who have known him for a long time. Then listen carefully to every detail of the story that comes out of Selasih's lips. ‘Juragan Juanda? Hhmmm, I seem to be no stranger to that name? Is he ...’
“That's the story, Ki,” said Asih closed his speech series amid a puff of smoke that filled a small room inside the shack belonging to the old shaman. “How, Ki? Not a difficult thing, ‘kan, for Aki to help me realize this I mean?”
“Hhmmm.” Ki Jarok even mendeham several times.
“Ki?”
“Hhmmm ... yes? What, Cah Ayu?”
“Aki can nolong me, ‘kan?” Asih stared intently at Ki Jarok's face. Although it is so old and not interesting, but the look still shows the curls of maleness, thought the woman, very different from the look of Juanda. The older the more it brings out its charisma. ‘Ah, is it because I am crazy about the rich man? Hi-hi.’
“You doubt me?” ask Ki Jarok, seemed not so happy with the question Selasih just now. Answer the woman quickly, “Ah, of course not, Ki. I believe so much in the power that Aki has. That's why I came back here, ‘kan?”
“I think, this is not an easy problem or not, Cah Ayu.”
“Means Aki?”
Reply Ki Jarok after a while of thinking, “Try you to reflect once more, Asih. Juanda is not a man without a partner. He already has a wife and a child. If you enter into their household life just like that, especially based on your intentions like that, is not possible .. someday, other problems will actually arise against you. The lightest thing .. maybe you will only be labeled as an actor, but on the other hand .. wife or child, will be your eternal enemy all the time. You've been thinking all the way there, Asih?”
Asih. “Numbered, Ki. Kalopun until it happened, ‘kan can come to ask Aki for help again. Beres, ‘kan?”
‘Huh, female base!’ rutuk the old shaman. ‘Not anywhere, his behavior is always the same. Selfish, like to impose the will, but not to blame. He wants to quickly materialize all his will, without thinking about all the consequences that must be passed first. Huh! Hence, I am the laziest if—‘
“Ki? Kok, even dumbass? Aki can help me, ‘kan?” tanya Asih disperse daydreams Ki Jarok. “Can, ‘kan, Ki? Mutely. Can't be, huh, Ki? Yes ... yes .. yes ... can, yes? Come, Ki. Be noisy. The Kasep da Aki mah. Hi-hi.”
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