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It just happens.


How many times the wall


the restaurant fence was replaced, because of the ambrol


a car that was in an accident. Also


the servants of the restaurant were nothing strong


lasted more than three months, and,


there is a problem, for fear, for trance.


But the restaurant was still running and crowded


his visitor.


After returning home to the xxxx boarding school, I


finishing the fast forty-one days after it was over, I asked Kyai for permission to


return to Tuban for a while to see the village


yard, Kyai also allowed me, without waiting for long I went home,,


even though I have spent almost a year mesantren at Kyai's place, but I still don't know what I'm getting at the boarding school.


Because Kyai never taught me


anything at all. Fasting was also only twenty-one and forty-one days.


Up in my village my home is


the boarding neighborhood, there are about seven


boarding schools around my house, if counted


in one village I have ten pesantren.


All of her nannies still have a sibling relationship with me, though,,


there are my uncles, there are brothers


father's cousin. Then my village is famous for


santri village. Community life


farmed mostly. When my friends found out, I went home all on the way


visiting, there are from pesantren friends


near the house, but there are also the village gank, the,


understand I was the naughtiest kid in the world


my village, to me, is actually juvenile delinquency,


but for others my mischief goes beyond


limits.


I remember, I used to be with my friends stealing


watermelon sacks freely,,


because before that my farm keeper


tie it with mine..


I remember also once draining the dam


fish people, who were in front of the house,,


while who owns my house******all its doors, so can't get out.


People used to


mending gave tribute to me, rather than


spent by my men..


Who are the beautiful girls in my village and the neighboring villages that I have never dated..?


well that's the past, but what


after a day of sharing, bernolsalgia and chatting,


Ba'da prayers magrib my friends have also moved home, shortly after the mother called, kapupun immediately fulfill his call,


“What's bu?” when I got near my mother who put fruits in a plastic bag.


“Come take mom to uncle Mursid's house.”


“Why with uncle Mursid Bu?”


“Uncle Mursid is sick, has eaten three months through an infusion needle, the doctor has been unable, so two days ago brought home.”


I just got a beard and frowned.


I immediately headed for Jupiter's motor, which I had previously picked up the ignition key hanging behind my bedroom door.


After turning on the motor to heat the engine first, I returned to where my mother was sitting.


“Sickness, actually hurt what to bu?”


“Initial yes do not know nang.”


(the call nang is the call of the Tuban people to his son, if still a child called cong, if it is big called nang.)


“Your Mursid's uncle was found unconscious in


pematang paddy fields near dam ratan.


Since then it was discovered, he has never been aware, pity your uncle and his wife aunt Asiah,


she has gone anywhere to find a cure for her husband's recovery, but has not got results as well.”


“What was the first time found no sign of snake bite, bekne bitten by snake?.” asku wonder.


“Nothing, no sign of any pain, that is


the strange.”


“Trus according to what doctor's examination pain


bu?”


“Ah much if according to doctors, there are


complications, it is, ah anyway a lot so do not go back to me,,


maybe also a doctor's essay, in fact your uncle never healed.”


“What kind of shaman?”


“Udah many shamans brought in, full even strange, but all free nothing


the benefits, even throw away money.”


“Trus uncle Muhsin has tried to come to Kyai Kyai yet?


requested sareat?”


“Udah all, uncle Muhsin also can not,”


“Wah if so yes berat” said I ended


enquiries.


I took my mother to Mursid's uncle's house,


I slowly run the motor, passing through the road paving blocks.


In this world I love the most


and my honor is my mother, not just because the Prophet hadiths say motherhood is nobler than father.


But because my mother is the most loving and understanding person to me,


when I was naughty, my mother wasn't


never blamed me, never forbade me, even if I wanted to go to a music concert, it was my mother who put earrings in my ears, who left my hair out, about the girl mom always ordered me, she said, having a lot of girls does not matter, because I used to have a boyfriend never less than ten, but my mother said, do not defame the parents,,


" don't let you impregnate a woman, who isn't your wife, because your mother is also a woman."


Ah mother is very wise..