ANCESTRAL INHERITANCE

Go find the old man

..."Someone who feels very happy because it is free from restrictions, confinements, and so on"...

Bu Lurah slammed the plastic bag containing rambutan he carried onto the living room table with anger, "Has fast, twenty-four years is still cool, do not look to have a boyfriend! It turns out to be someone's husband!"

Mr. Agung came in after parking his motorcycle on the veranda. "You don't talk carelessly. Ningsih never asked me to come---"

"Hooo, so you are nervous, pretend to come bring souvenirs for children, even though you want the lyrics of the narrative coach!" His fingers pointed at the face of Mr. Agung, eyes bulged, and face flushed. "You, yes, don't-don't just pike in front of me, but behind digar, like a horse loose from a pingitan!"

(Digar: a horse or a cow that is jumping up and down for pleasure after being released from the stable)

"Whatever you want to think!" The person is friendly, used to speak soft and polite words, even when the tone of his voice is high does not feel intimidating.

Maybe that's why Bu Lurah looks so much more dominant. Moreover, he also has a fairly high position, while Mr. Agung is only a teacher in one of the Nganjuk City Elementary Schools. Just an honorary teacher, so it was impressed that Bu Lurah greatly underestimated her husband.

Lazy serving the fiery wife, Mr. Agung went into the dining room. However, Bu Lurah who was not satisfied followed him, did not forget to bring a plastic bag containing rambutannya.a

"You don't fuck around, yeah! If until I find out there's nothing between you and Ningsih, just look ...."

"What's this?" Pak Padianto was suddenly standing at the door. "Couldn't slow down what? It sounds like a big road."

The Grandfather immediately approached. "Eh, Father. Geez, it's dark, how come, come here. Why not just this afternoon? Come on, sit down." Very friendly, the 29-year-old man guided his in-laws to the living room.

"I was here this afternoon, Gung. But Sri went into the room."

"Have been told many times, don't wander! So wayward parents, anyway!"

"Sri! You can talk so--"

"Why indeed? I'm like this because of khawater--"

"If you are indeed worried about father, undo your intention to tear down the sanggar and punden. I promise, after that it won't bother you anymore ...."

"Huh?" Mr. Agung was dumbfounded, his forehead frowning, trying to digest his father-in-law's words.

"Your wife has a plan to tear down the sanggar and punden ...."

Pak Padianto told me everything, no matter the anger of Bu Lurah who was becoming more and more. Why cover up, anyway, in the end will also be found out.

"Well! That's not true, to, Sri---"

"Shut up, Mom. Just take care of your work as a teacher whose salary is not much, about leading the village is my business ...."

"You don't have to look for excuses! You don't like Ndok Ningsih because he happens to be the only person who still cares about the sanggar. You should be supportive, not even like this. He was also modern-minded, but did not underestimate the culture and ancestral heritage. Nice that. Exemplary."

The feeling that was only upset was immediately culminated into hate when Mr. Padianto even defended and praised Ningsih. The 28-year-old woman went on a rampage, like a child slamming a plastic bag filled with rambutan until its contents scattered on the floor.

"Ningsih, Ningsih, Ningsih teros! What good is that old virgin?"

Already deviated from the topic. The main problem discussed is not the status of Ningsih, so Mr. Agung and Mr. Padianto just kept quiet, letting Bu Lurah babble as much as possible to say the girl. It is better because if served it can be more unpleasant to talk about it.

Similar to Bu Lurah, Ningsih also became agitated, complaining to his father and mother fiery.

"If until he dares to mess around, just look, yes .. will be doomed! Just look!" Not enough of his mouth that rambled his hands was also lashing out at the table. Anxious taste. It was very interesting to land his palm in the mouth of Bu Lurah who was fresh red until nyonyor.

Ningsih was polite, knew very well the uploads, never being rude to the older ones. However, his nature is stubborn, determined, and courageous. When he feels that what is right for him or his pleasure is disturbed, he can turn into a monster right then and there. Like a disturbed sleeping lion.

"Patience, Ndok. Let your father take care of it." Ms. Rusmini grabbed her daughters hands and held them gently.

"Yes. You don't have to worry. Miss Lurah can't dare if we all oppose." Seeing his daughter who has almost never been angry until out of control like that Mr. Revelation's heart feels even more angry.

After all, how could Bu Lurah have the mind to tear down the hangars and pundens that are part of the ancestral heritage culture? If you really want to expand the market, instead there is still a landfill area that he thinks is too broad, even though the market waste dumped there is not much.

There is also garbage, usually immediately burned by traders before they go home, while for garbage vegetables and fruit are usually taken by residents to make fodder. So, the landfill site was never really a pile of garbage. Can be built several los there and left enough for garbage disposal.

"Father didn't see for himself how selfish the woman was. If you remember his face .. ughf .. want not to be mocked! The way to see Ningsih when Mr. Agung came, iissh, thought I was wondering what the same has people ...." The girl*******-******* her fingers until it sounds chatty.

"From now on you must be firm. Prohibit the Great Sir from coming again. You don't want to be the target of slander." The gaze of Mr. Revelation which is usually shady, is now sharply warned. "If you don't dare to speak, let me go forward."

"The Great Sir is a good man, you know, sir," said Ms. Rusmini. "Related well would have understood. Already, you do not need to interfere, later even so not happy. You're the one who said it, Ndok."

"Yes." Yeah." The heart is still upset, touching his mother also with a stingy tone.

Pak Wahyu messing with Ningsih's ears. "Talk to his mother, how like that, huh. Ask to be fetched, yo."

Immediately after grinding the round, the lips that had been manyun immediately smiled as their hands stroked the ears pretending to be in pain.

"Yes, sorry. It's upset again, sir."

Ms. Rusmini laughed lightly as she gently stroked her daughter's hair followed by her husband. Soon they laughed together. Ah, in any situation, family is the best place to take shelter and share.

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