Animal Sacrifice For Mother

Animal Sacrifice For Mother
13. Begawe Tradition



The atmosphere of the traditional market is still the same as in previous days.


Narrow parking lots, two-wheelers and four-wheelers crammed into each other, garbage scattered, pelvic workers passed each other, and, one or two cidomo coachmen involved in a debate about the government that ‘diam’ doyan eat people's money, debating about health costs, education costs, basic necessities prices, all expensive. Even debating the number of unemployed undergraduates. (Block, copy, paste.)


A little into the market.


Brother Arif looks alone, without Inaq beside him. Even so, brother Arif still eagerly offer fresh kale to every those who pass by. There are still quite a lot of fresh kale not sold yet.


Day is up. Although brother Arif is determined to be able to sell all the fresh kale, but his desire to meet a hooded girl he saw five days ago again came to dispel the focus.


“Could the hooded girl come back?” Brother Arif muttered softly in the heart. He closed his teeth. Sejap. Both of his eyes closed. Sighs.


“Oh, sorry mom. Her kale is one thousand three tie.”


“One thousand four tie, can?”


A mother approached. Crouched. Choose one by one kale in a basket. Brother Arif was surprised. The daydream stopped, changing into a small nod.


If the mother is the mother who yesterday came with her daughter, all these fresh kale do not need to be paid, aka free.


“I buy eight tie only, son.”


That afternoon, brother Arif decided to go home with thirteen unsold kale ties. He knew Inaq would not be angry. But he still felt he had to apologize.


Furthermore, Brother Arif promised to no longer think of a hooded girl he had seen five days ago. He will focus more on selling his kale. And this afternoon's incident cannot be repeated.


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It is different from the crowded atmosphere in the traditional market.


Here, the crowd actually gave birth to a sense of brotherhood. There are no buying and selling transactions, no debates about various things, but happy smiles from most of the village community.


This is how the atmosphere before the Begawe tradition takes place. Not only in the backyard of the house is crowded, but the front yard of the house was enlivened by young people and village elders.


Behind the house, the female elders shared the task. There are in charge of cooking rice, cooking jackfruit vegetables, beef gulai, grating coconuts, and many more. Inaq got the task of stabbing beef that had been cut into small pieces. Less as big as a dice, to be made satay. Inaq was assisted by four other female elders.


In front there, the male elders look deftly weaving coconut leaves to be used as a teratak (roof). While the youths helped each other raise one by one the teratak that were ready to be installed. With the direction of one of the village elders, all teratak successfully installed.


Tomorrow is the wedding day of Mr. Kades' first child (Village Head). That is why his house is visited by many villagers. They are used to doing things like this, and it is not only applicable to the family of Pak Kades or the village apparatus. But, the Begawe tradition applies to all levels of village society.


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