
While I was sitting with Lutfi, before long Zamrosi came to bring tofu aci and sambal petis pairs, as well as warm sweet tea as his drink,,, he said,,
We also enjoyed it while looking at people passing by.
This is August, already
being a tradition in the Pekalongan area every August, there is a one-month free meal
full-fledged.
Every night there is a free meal in each alley on a rotating basis. There are also competitions that immediately get prizes on the spot.
Like throwing nails on a circle, in the circle there is writing, if throwing right on the writing it will get directly what is written, if it is written a wall clock, if it is written, then will get a wall clock as a gift, just ask the committee.
There is also a game of inserting a bracelet on a bottle by throwing it, and many other games.
So that makes the streets become very crowded, if there is a free meal like this, meatballs, dumpling noodles, and other push sellers, do not be afraid not to sell, do not be afraid, because the sellers even all his merchandise has been bought by the house that calls him to serve people who want to eat. Gratis.
Many people arrived, but because we handled it swiftly in arranging the road, then the traffic jam was not protracted, the three of us immediately embraced again, but when soon we were stranded, there was another motor vehicle accident.
While we were having a good time sitting down to talk,
suddenly “Sroook..! Braak... praak..!” An
motorbikes without any obvious cause, just slipping, slamming on the asphalt, the rider dragged up to six meters.
I, Lutfi and Zamrosi immediately ran towards the accident, Lutfi swiftly led the bike to the side of the road and I saw the rider who was round all badany it, he said, while Zamrosi deftly signals the vehicle that wants to pass.
Coincidentally there was a rickshaw passing by, I was also direct
stop and ask him to immediately bring the motorcyclist who was in the accident to the nearest hospital, while the motorbike that was not because I put in the workshop next door.
This time a cyclist who was crossing on the blow of another motorcycle right on the rear wheel, so that the cyclist man was immediately thrown, while the motorcyclist also fell slumped, the situation was very stormy and pinched the road, which was indeed in crowded conditions.
This time I didn't help, because of the victim
the other accident has been touched by many people, and those who had the accident have been helped by others.
Lutfi, who had previously helped with traffic, sat down next to me again.
“What usually happens here often
an accident like this, Lut?” my many.
“Ah maybe not, but who knows better
Zamrosi, he'd be real here, if I were from
Town, so less know exactly.”
The zamrosi I asked to buy cigarettes just came back,
“True Zam here frequent accidents?
As today?”
“I know I never did, just today,
I wonder why this day happens so much
an accident? What's up?” Zamrosi.
“Where do I know Zam..” said I did not master the science of binoculars.
“So there's also a seven-year-old kid
falling mas, when held by his mother, suddenly
his body just fell
the former tree cut, and the teeth date.”
Lutfi said while pointing to the former tree on the side of the road that was cut down, only as high as an eye.
“What's up.?” askau.
“What is possible because this house is cleaning, then the devil runs into the road continues to rage?” word
Lutfi.
“That's okay..”
“Iya mas could be so.??”added Zamrosi.
The night was getting late, the clock had shown at half-eleven in the evening, I entered the house to pray isya, as well as doing a fencing by wire.
When I was doing the wire, the two friends behind me were having a big conversation, too,
because I don't want to interrupt my wires, they
the two chatted while smoking, all of a sudden
there was an explosion inside the wall,
“Out.!”
His voice is on my right wall.
“Yes yes there is an explosion in the wall, the sound is like the sound of bohlamp eruption,” replied Lutfi.
I stay solemn in the wirid, and I don't
I care about my two friends who started
check over. And they sat back because they found nothing.
“Any wong there was an explosion but don't know what
burst.” said Lutfi with a tone of wonder.
“What could we have heard wrong?” word
Zamrotic.
“Ah where possible, wong sounds very clear” sure
Lutfi.
Again they continued the chatter, until I heard the fine snoring of my two friends, because the clock had shown at about one o'clock in the morning.
I'm still continuing my wirid, until
a guard hit the two power poles
kali, the omen showed at two o'clock in the morning, then I felt a cold wind whirling around my body.
I tried to stay calm full of concentration, sounding back, voice,,
“kreeet.!” Kontan I immediately opened my eyes because of the sound, then sharpened my eyes to look ternit origin of the sound earlier,
I saw a shrill tern, like a footstep
very large, I was surprised to be made, but continued to continue my wirid,,
And again sound “krek...nyut nyut..krek nyut...” Ternit bouncing like made nyot-nicks big feet, given the strong ternit, it seems impossible cat or mouse. But I did not budge and continued to continue until the end.
Mental-mental ternit that occurs only until
half an hour, then stop again.
At three I just finished my wirid, though,
then sleep near the second
my pal.
The morning after the morning prayers I slept
again, because the eyes are still sleepy, the clock
nine I just woke up, after eating
breakfast is provided, I approach
Zamrosi, who's sweeping the yard,
“Lutfi where is Zam?”
“Home time mas... what's up mas.?”
“I want to go up ternit.”
“Wah to do mas, kok bothered..”.
“You see what's up on ternit,”
Without waiting for Zamrosi's reply, I immediately looked for a way up to ternit. And before long I found it on top of the kitchen, fortunately there was a planter here and there,, I,,
Makes it easier for me to go upstairs.
Good thing I remember carrying a flashlight, so
if it's too dark I can see, so can I
open the tile, so that the sunlight can enter, and in the ternit becomes not too dark,,
I went back down the wood to the direction above where I last night did the wire, and it passed through one room, I opened the tile again to repel the dark, so that the lighting could instantly barge in, and the atmosphere was now bright, I saw a strong ternit retaining wood, I stepped on it with my feet right where this wood curled last night,
While holding on to a stretcher afraid of falling,
but I feel strange, indeed without a handle even though this wood is strong to support my body, how could last night be curvy??,
Suddenly my eyes saw two things
lying down, I picked it up immediately.
It turned out to be a large agate
a thumb without a hand and a keris
small, with its heritage, the keris is only as big as....
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