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Flowers in the Middle of the Road (Mystery Story)

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At that time, at night when everyone was asleep, Budhe and I were still busy watching TV. Sometimes we discuss soap operas, sometimes also about the singer of one of the talent show. Me and Budhe are on. We were so close. Often we go to the market to think of mother and child.

Funnily enough, my mother was happy to see our closeness. “Ya klo Mommy anyway for one house get along there is no problem” is the answer Mom when asked the neighbors about me and Budhe who are like their own mother and child. Budhe stands for Mother Gedhe. It means an older mother.

We were still watching TV suddenly Budhe was surprised by something, he was silent as if he was listening. I just frowned looking at my Budheku's behavior. The TV remote he took, he lowered the volume of the TV.

Before my hearing was filled with the sound of TV, this time changing to hear the old duck motorbike engine was stopping in front there. On the street near our house. I asked Budhe, too,

“What's up, Budhe?”

“Ssssttt.” Budhe gave a signal to be quiet.

Not how long the motor was like turning and then going away to the west. In that instant, Budhe rushed to the door of the house. And peek through the window of the house. I followed. When I saw him outside the house through the window, there was no one.

“Budhe see what the hell? Streets quiet how to be noticed?” manya curious.

“Kmu ndak see ta?” Ask Budhe.

“See what Budhe?” I asked back.

“Lha ituloh don't see ta?” budhe asked back.

“There is nothing like Budhe, ah Budhe ngerjain huh?”

“Look in the middle of the road, there was something in the middle, the parcel loh” Budhe explained.

I'm watching closely. There was a small package that did not look what it contained. Too far away and too dark.

“That's what Budhe is?” my many.

“Budhe also does not know, just guessing, hopefully Budhe's conjecture is wrong”

“We'll see you go there” take me to Budhe.

“Neither... Budhe did not want to, Budhe would like to sleep already sleep.” Budhe refused my invitation while shoving back to the front of the TV. And it didn't really sound like Budhe's snoring for long. Well, I was left alone.

I also ventured to open the door. Walk towards the middle of the highway. I see left, no cars passing. I put my foot in the middle.

Colorful flowers are seen inside a container made of banana leaves. Forming bowl. Some flowers are either flowers what I know is just a keepsake flower. There is also a small size, very small. There is also coffee that is exactly the same size as jenang.

I shuddered at the sight of the offerings in front of me. Hidh.. Back to ah.. What do people make like gini. Strangely enough these people. I went home, closed the door and locked it. I fell asleep in front of the TV with Budhe. Although I was scared, I was curious to ask Budhe in the morning.

***

I have a lot of activity all day. From morning to evening. To the point that I forgot the question I wanted to ask Budhe. After the afternoon shower, I sat in front of the house with Mom and Budhe.

"Hm.. It smells good, where are you going?" ask Mom to me.

"Not anywhere Mom, I like the same smell so want to use this perfume" I replied to Mom.

"Budhe, what the hell is that semalem doing?" I asked Budhe.

"What the hell is it?" Budhe asked back not understanding the meaning of my question.

"That's a flower placed in the middle of the road" I replied.

"Husha.. Don't be so loud" Budhe told me to keep my voice down.

"Why Budhe?" my many.

"What the hell is that talking?" I asked her both of us.

"Semalem, Mom. There are people placing offerings in the middle of the highway." I explained.

"Kok you know, Vi. Klo it's a offerings." asked Budhe probing.

"Semalem pas Budhe sleeps I go out into the street and look hehe.." I told him to answer Budhe's question.

"Be careful, Vi. You are not careless" said Budhe.

"There's more, 'cause Yu?" ask Budhe.

"Yes dik. Semalem there is another one in the middle of the road" Budhe explained to Mother.

"The same person?" ask Mom again.

"Looks yes. Ms. Yu did not see the person, only heard the sound of the motor. It's the same as before" Budhe replied.

"Aduhh.. There will be another incident" Looks worried Mom.

"What's the matter, Mom?" manya curious.

"You're a kid, you don't need to know about adult affairs" Budhe said.

***

At night we watch TV as usual. It was about 11. Suddenly the sound of the car braking suddenly and the sound of colliding. Me and Budhe immediately came out to see the incident.

A dump truck is seen crashing into a motorcycle. The biker was in the middle of the road in terrible condition. Blood is spattered, the head is broken, the intestines are broken.

I can't see it. Even from afar, I was really not strong, willing to vomit. Then my head got dizzy. The quick-witted Budhe immediately led me inside. Awakened mother immediately took the water and drank it to me. I gulped the drinking water until it ran out. Thank God my body is a bit dull.

I saw Mom come out in front of the house, then go back inside and talk to Budhe. I heard them say that the offerings have already taken their toll. It was a test to get a tumbal. I think the man looking for his home is not far from our house. The person is indeed rich, but it is not clear where the wealth comes from because I know, the trade is not so good.

Written by "Lilis Hardian (Tante Lilis)

Finishes.

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