ANCESTRAL INHERITANCE

Graduated with outstanding results

..."Being less careful may lead to losses"...

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Agung visited the house of Mr. Wahyu. While chatting his eyes often steal-steep-through the glass barrier of the veranda and the living-room-glanced Ningsih who was training the children on the veranda.

His heart was happy because the girl remained excited, but also sad, concerned, because her pride dance training studio had been dismantled.

"So, what do you want, Mr Agung?"

"uh? What, Sir?"

The Great Sir flinched and right then and there his face flushed red from being caught off guard had noticed Ningsih silently.

"This money to be flanked? That's it, lo."

Three days have passed, but Mr. Yudi and Mr. Candra have not yet appeared, even though the family from the city has come and tomorrow morning they will all leave for Surabaya.

"Look, Mr. Revelation. I wanted to return this money to the two tenants of the land. Asking them to cancel his intention, but they didn't come either, sir."

Pak Agung did not want to leave the village with the burden. Not meeting them directly, did not mean he had to cancel his intentions.

"Then?"

"I think that what has already happened is impossible to cancel. So, the money from this rental I leave to the village, entrusted through Pak Wahyu. Because this money should belong to the village, sir. And I apologize profusely in the name of Dek Sri."

For the amount of money now in the brown envelope on the table, Mr. Agung drained almost half of his savings. For now, he was unwilling to fiddle with the money that was in his wife's savings.

"And this,"-- from his bag, Mr. Agung took out a piece of greenish paper wrapped in plastic mica and put it on the table-"father's earth letter. I intend to give my father's house to be made a new hangar."

Pak Wahyu mangosteen. A little surprised also actually at the intentions of the Great Sir.

"Okay, Mr. Great. As you said, this money belongs to the village, so it should be used for the benefit of the village. About the house of Mr. Padianto who wants to be a substitute for sanggar, previously I represented all residents to thank. But is Mr Agung sure? Will no one sue?"

"Pak Revelations take it easy ...."

Pak Agung decided to give the land and house of Pak Padianto not without reason. While in the hospital, talking stammering and slurred tongue, Mr. Padianto advised, if he wanted to give his land for the village.

At that time, Mr. Padianto was really angry with his daughter, to the extent that he was unwilling and unwilling if Bu Lurah inherited his only legacy.

After important talks were finished and had a brief conversation, also saying goodbye to Ningsih, Mr. Agung went home.

The next day around eight in the morning, Mr. Agung and Bu Lurah actually left. That day also Mr. Wahyu and Mr. Purwo went to the sub-district to report.

After a few days passed, the topic of sanggar and Bu Lurah was displaced by the busy harvest.

Perhaps only Ningsih was still feeling sadness and unwillingness. The girl still came there, standing there, wondering, why don't those people ever come again? When will they build the store?

Two weeks later, the nyadranan was held. Although the harvest this time is not good enough, many rice rotten and kopong, they still celebrate madran to give thanks and apologize to the danyang and ancestors for their carelessness.

After the ceremony at the sacred places was completed, continued with the performance of art in the village hall. Ningsih and the children danced some dances to entertain the citizens present.

As the art scene unfolded, suddenly Mr. Gonden ran up to the stage, screaming and laughing like crazy, making the children run away in fear.

After that incident, Mr. Gonden was never sane again. Every day his work sweeps his shoulders, sleeping there. Even though he had been fed by the residents or his family, he still scavenged the market garbage to eat.

The absence of Mr. Yudi and Mr. Candra after successfully knocking down the hangar, became a hot topic of conversation in the family of Pak Wahyu while gathering. For example, at dinner like today.

"Cock, weird, yeah. Those people never showed up again. It's been almost a month." Again Mr. Revelation raises the same topic.

"Maybe still wait for a good time, sir." Javanese people if they want to do something, especially about things that are very important, the calculation is very complicated. As a Javanese despite being young, Jati knew that well.

"Hopefully not so," and this kind of speech is always thrown from Ningsih's mouth to respond to his father.

Sampi this second, the girl is still not willing if it will be built shop on the land of the former sanggar. He also refused to use Pak Padianto's house as a substitute for the sanggar on the grounds too far, pity the children.

"Yes, let's wait and see, Ndok. Oh, yeah, how's mom doing, son Jati?" Ms. Rusmini deliberately shifted the topic because she knew, although it looked ordinary, but actually Ningsih still could not let go of the hangar.

Just look at that, Ningsih who had eaten greedily was now so tasteless, the rice on the plate was just flipped back and forth.

"It's been sniffing Mom. Maybe two or three days can get out of the hospital." Jati's mother has dengue fever. Opname at Caruban Hospital has been about four days.

"Thank God then."

"You don't have the intention to see his mother, Nak Jati, Ndok?"

"Oh, yes. Mom said she wanted to see Dek Ning, lo."

"Well, why ...." Seeing both his parents and Jati exchanged glances and then smiled meaningfully, Ningsih's face immediately blushed. Hurry up to get a glass to drink. It was in his mouth, but the glass was empty. Maluny.

No words of love were spoken from the mouth of Teak, but his actions were more than enough for Ningsih to feel and understand. Flowing away, their relationship became closer and intimate.

In fact, unbeknownst to Ningsih, Jati had already had talks with her parents, as well as Pak Wahyu and Bu Rusmini-talking about the intention of establishing a serious relationship with Ningsih.

After dark times passed without clarity about the fate of the sanggar land, the actors involved in it have got their respective ga jaran. After an accident, the body continued to lie, a long sleep in the hospital had been almost a month.

Many were surprised because the lamtoro tree that was hit was not too big. After all, the size of the lamtoro tree will not be able to make the entire front of the car destroyed to kill the driver and the other passenger fell into a coma, also had to amputate his right leg.

No one knew that actually that night, the one they hit was a giant teak tree from the punden. Trees that were once sawed, were magically moved deliberately to avenge their actions.

The passers-by who had caused the accident to happen were not actually human either. Nyai Bibet just want to teach a lesson without any intention of taking lives, but apparently the genie in the necklace pendant that has been slammed by Mr. Yudi can not forgive just like that. Unbeknownst to Ki Sengon, the genie follows them and when the accident occurs immediately finish off Mr. Yudi.

"How, Mbah?" Mr. Candra's wife called Mbah Taryo after the last few days the husband often mentioned the name of the shaman. Please be released he said.

Medically speaking, Mr. Candra is indeed arguably in a coma, but in fact the spirit of the man is wandering in the supernatural world.

"Heem .. patchwork. Already warned still ngeyel. Yeah, I'll pick him up."

Mbah Taryo is actually a trusted shaman of the family of Pak Yudi and Pak Candra, who are both brothers-in-law. This time he did not want to interfere in the affairs of Danyang Pangangan Village. He just wants to help Mr. Candra as well as looking for clues, about what to do so that Mr. Candra's spirit is released.

A few days later, at the instructions of Mbah Taryo, Mr. Candra's wife came to the Pangangan Village Office to apologize and cancel the intention of Pak Yudi and Mr. Candra to rent land.

When Mr. Revelation returned the money that had been paid, the woman only took half of it. He said that the other half, along with the sand that was already in the sanggar area was donated to build the sanggar again.

Mercifully. Finally the ancestral heritage sanggar was not destroyed and the person who was most happy with the news was Ningsih. As an expression of gratitude, the girl ran to the sanggar, then kissed the ground while offering a prayer of gratitude.

Because the funds are already there and the sand has been available, the construction of the sanggar was not delayed anymore. Exerting gotong royong energy and utilizing donated building materials, sanggar back on its feet, even stronger.

At the ceremony as well as the opening of a new sanggar, all residents who can come are welcome to attend. After the event was over, Ningsih stayed alone inside the hangar, standing in the middle of the room, circling the surrounding gaze. Her lips were not constantly smiling.

On the wall of the sanggar which is no longer a board, now depends on many photos. In addition to some old photos, there are photos of children from the shots during the performance of art at the time of nyadranan.

A set of traditional musical instruments that had been stored in the village office warehouse, now moved here, was placed in one corner of the sanggar.

Sangar floor is now nice, made of grey tiles. There is an electric meter itself and the lights installed are quite large. The area has also been cemented.

Not too well, the important thing is no longer leaky and sad. The ancient impression is still very thick because the old poles made of real teak wood are still used.

Teak peeked at the door. "Go home, Dek Ning."

"Ningsih still wants to be here any minute, Mas." The girl flinched. I feel like I want to stay here.

Teak approached, stood beside Ningsih and also circulated the view. "Congratulations, this sanggar is back at last."

"Thank you for the wooden donation, Mas." Instead of staring at the person being spoken to, Ningsih looked up instead.

The wood in the roof ridge and the slats that support the tile is a donation from Teak, buy directly from TPK. The construction of the sanggar is relatively fast. Starting from preparation to standing only takes less than a month.

"Yes, already. Come on, go home, Deck. It's not good just the two of you here."

Ningsih nodded and complied as Jati held her. The ring of the ring of the ring circular engagement bond on his second finger. Looking at each other, then smiling, they stepped away from the hangar.

After the death of the two, from inside the singgar sayup-sayup sound gamelan accompanied the voice of women is growing. Jati and Ningsih heard it, but behaved as if they heard nothing, walking while engrossed in conversation.

After many events related to the other world and traditional ceremonies were held, Jati so often interact with village elders, their relationship became very familiar. In the end Mbah Mun understood that the good boy that Nyai Bibet meant was Teak.

After the hangar was successfully rebuilt, the other biggest hope achieved by the residents of Pangangan Village is to welcome the election of Pak Wahyu as a new lurah. A few months passed, and finally the moment arrived. Pak Wahyu was automatically elected because he was the sole candidate.

Pak Wahyu no longer refused when all citizens asked him to run for a nomination because of many considerations. He also wants to advance the village and by becoming the spirit of his desire it will be easier to materialize.

Do not get less tax, lost profit. If it reaches the selected lurah like Bu Lurah before, it can be serious.

Improvement of village infrastructure is the main goal of Pak Wahyu. Hopefully Mr. Revelation can be confident in assuming responsibility.

[TAMAT]