Young Physician From the Village
CHAPTER 19
"You also call me dear.."
Doni Timpal. Kumala took her flip-flops next to the gesture of throwing them at Doni.
They also laughed to see Kumala who was always cool now there was a little redness on her cheeks.
"The story is quite long, we should find a more comfortable place. Oh yes, it would be nice if we bring the same drink, hehehe..."
Said Radit who immediately agreed with his friend. Fitri rushed to take some snacks and 4 bottles of mineral water at the kang Ahmad stall.
"We want where to talk"
Ask Fitri whose mouth ceaselessly chews.
"In the rice field behind my house there is a hut, similar to a gazebo, yes, we just chat there"
Reply Doni then lead them to walk towards the place in question.
"Si Kumal held his hand dong, mosok left to walk alone"
Back Fitri teases Doni, Doni was just grinning no courage at all to hold Kumala's hand.
"Come mas, start the story, hunt down his same snacks Fitri"
Now Kumala also seemed to want to hear the story from Radit immediately.
"What condition do you have? Don't call me mas"
Doni.
"Radit sayaaang, yuuuk begins the story..."
Fitri seems so happy to judge Radit and Doni, Radit became so misbehaved. The seedlings of kebaperan began to bloom in Radit's heart.
Unlike Doni who can switch modes into a garangan with all the modes, Radit is still too plain.
"Later dear really loooh, said the LDR people were saying...."
Replace Kumala who mocked Fitri, and he even laughed giggling.
"So that's a bad story"
Radit tried to neutralize Fitri's ignorance.
"Yes if I, want to linger long also no problem, even my seneng"
Timpal Doni fashion garland on.
Finally Radit and Doni take turns telling each other everything from the beginning they visited grandfather grandfather in their dreams, to the events of last night.
Kumala and Fitri are like hearing a fairy tale, her little heart clearly does not believe in all the stories. But with their own eyes they saw that what Radit and Doni said was true.
Because too much is interspersed with joking, it does not feel they have been 2 hours more they are in the gazebo that is usually used by farmers to rest.
"Keep you don't want to open alternative medicine practices for example, it can be quite enough to get income"
Tanya Kumala tries to provide solutions so that their advantages are more useful and can be as a livelihood.
"Four crossed our minds, but not yet brave, if mbah Sulaeman told us, then we will do it"
Radit answered doubtfully, he himself was not ready to accept such a huge responsibility for him.
Kumala and Fitri just nodded to understand what Radit meant.
After the story was over, and the snacks were exhausted without rest, Kumala and Fitri were saying goodbye.
"Radit Iang, we're back.."
Fitri giggled to see Radit's face turned red, Kumala scrambled his best friend's hair was anxious to pull his eyelashes out one by one.
"I want to be a khilaf..."
Radit said slowly, but it was heard by Fitri's ears.
Fitri laughed crisply and waved her hand at Radit and Doni. Kumala was just a head-dagger ring made.
"I'm sure you don't want to be taken here..."
Shouted Doni very late, because from earlier he was hypnotized by a sweet face kumala who had not even bathed and without makeup at all. Kumala did not reply, only waving her hand once more, a sign she did not want to be ushered in.
"Kok isoooo..bocah ayu ayu ngoyo gelem karo unemployment debtor...."
Kang Ahmad muttered while shaking his head when he saw Kumala and Fitri walking home through his stall.
"Most gur in PHP mas, miko nek wis completed KKN yo completed leh relationship"
Sahut mbak Lastri while feeding her baby. That's how you think mom, julid.
"Ditt.mengko nek wis do completed KKN, njur piye nek I want to meet Kumala yo"
Doni's gaze seemed empty, still looking at the road where Kumala's back had disappeared from view.
"Yo mbuh Don, I know. I glare Don, rep ngising!"
Radit went home to leave Doni who was still stricken with turmoil. It felt like he was expressing his feelings while Kumala had not left the village. But Doni knows himself enough, he's just a village boy with no one, and somehow his future.
"If loving you is a mistake, then I wait for you to love me let us be just as wrong..."
Mumbled Doni misquoted quotes.
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"Later after we're done, and back to Semarang, I must miss them both so much"
Said Fitri in between their trip home, this time he looked serious talk, and Kumala was even surprised, rarely Fitri can be taken seriously.
Most fitting he cry cry cry break up same guy doang can be serious talk.
"They, or just Radit..."
Replace Kumala pranking Fitri, and spontaneously two fingers Fitri pinching Kumala waist.
"Indeed, they are nice people, very polite to treat women, just like children in the city"
Kumala replied as if agreeing with Fitri's words.
Since Radit learned that his grandfather dream was mbah Sulaeman, he and doni often made pilgrimages to his tomb.
Today is Friday, Radit and Doni deliberately went to Friday prayers early to stop by first to pilgrimage the tomb of Mbah Sulaeman.
A moment after they finished praying for him, there appeared a fragrant smell that they were very familiar with, and arrived in their heads like there was a sound mbah Sulaeman.
Ono durjono gawe angkoro, kowe kudu waspodo..!!
The brief message of Mbah Sulaeman seemed to echo in the space of their heads both. They even made their heads dizzy. And they just looked at each other.
"Arep ono what else is this Don, my gut feeling is good"
Radit said softly, Doni was just silent, his feelings were suddenly very unpleasant.
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Meanwhile, the grandfather shack is codetted, the room is still random and back full of offerings. The steaming frankincense smoke gives a pungent smell to the sense of smell.
Seen in a large copper tray, there are 3 pieces of keris with different shapes placed there, there are also some jenglot there.
The codeted shaman took a bowl of cemani chicken blood that had just been slaughtered with his keris.
With the mouth of the kamit kamit the shaman's hands smeared one by one jenglot with chicken cemani blood. The absurd thing happened, the jenglot who was just like a creepy doll, now they stand as if alive.
"Kwe wis mateni ingon ingonku, entenono piwalesku....!!"
The codet shaman shouted while brandishing a dagger upwards.