Bakoh Shoulder

Bakoh Shoulder
Chapters 132. Revealed



It had been a few days after Selvi got out of prison and Teguh returned home. A lot of things happened after that. Selvi's parents do not know about her child's pregnancy, they also do not know if their only daughter ever spent the night in the hotel prodeo.


Well, he's the one who plays an important role in keeping Selvi's secret. For now, everything can be covered. But when will it be? Firmly can not continue to cover up the truth that should Selvi's parents also know.


Not until the heart feels Teguh tells all the events that befall him also Selvi to Pak Darmaji or bu Indun. Both are already many thoughts and burdens of life, too.. They are the only ones who have it as a substitute for their parents. I just want to be selfish for once. Not knowing how and what will happen later, he wants to take care of the hearts of the people and their children.


Let alone the two parents, Ayu alone Teguh did not tell about Selvi's pregnancy. I don't know if this will be a problem or not for him. She wants to find the right time, maybe when Selvi is no longer able to cover her pregnancy with an enlarged stomach that is the time she told Selvi's parents.


"The work focused! You wrote the wrong number could be another story! The one who got nagged is not only you but also the other person who sent the order." Budhe Efa these late end often to Teguh's workplace.


Especially after Teguh permission did not enter work five days, it became a big question mark. Why did he get permission that long? What business is it?


Budhe Efa was not an easy person to lie to, with all the life lessons that forged him to this extent, he could tell if Teguh was in trouble. It's not okay!


"Sorry budhe, these are some things to match.. Hmm excuse me." Firmly wanting to leave, pulling away from the crowd was the goal.


"Where are you? Here, see your draft first!" He handed over the map he had brought.


Budhe Efa was observant of finding fault even though it was as big as a dot.


"This order was confirmed yesterday, why did you write double? I'm sure I said there was nothing!" Budhe Efa likes to talk. That's already his trademark.


"Astaghfirullah's.. Yes, I'll change budhe. Good thing budhe ingetin, if you can't get this wrong." The smile was so forced to appear. But, it's okay than her face to face without a smile. Budhe Efa prefers if the person who has been considered his sister can review a line of smiles. Better to look at the eyes, he said.


"From just now do not focus, is it because Selvi made Ervin fired from here?" Ask budhe Efa to the core of the question you want to know the answer to.


"Too much I think budhe. It also included among them, "The shoulder was heavy with the burden of life that kept him down with a word of patience and sincerity.


"What's wrong? Just a story." Budhe Efa pulled out the chair he had made a seat for him to sit on.


With all the considerations available, he told me what he experienced when asking for permission not to enter work a few days ago. All he told me. Nothing he covered. When finishing that story on Budhe Efa it felt like half the burden was slightly reduced.


"So she was pregnant with the shaman's tadpole seed that helped her use black magic? I also do not believe that Ervin likes to plant stocks carelessly. Although he was ordinary as he pleased himself, but he knew what he deserved or did not deserve to do." Budhe Efa commented.


"Then what now? You have to tell Selvi's parents, they also have the right to know if they want to have grandchildren." Budhe Efa.


Not finished telling budhe Efa, Teguh was shocked by the presence of his pakleknya walking hurriedly towards him.


"God.. Your bulls, your bulls are vomiting blood.. I took her to the clinic, she told me to take her to a big hospital..."


"Astaghfirullahalazi.. Yes, come on, let me anterin to the hospital-"


Mr. Darmaji's hand restrained Teguh's steps.


"Your bus is in the hospital.. Last time the clinic guy nganterin I was with your bulrek to the hospital with an ambulance." Mr. Darmaji looked around, his old netra caught the figure of budhe Efa who lowered his head as if greeting him.


"God.. I don't have any money, there's just that same house in the rice field.. If later your bulrek needs a lot of money, please help you sell it, yes," Teguh looks surprised by the statement of the package.


"The gini paklek.. For the cost, don't think about it. Let me take responsibility for everything. Now then, who's the man looking after you?" Teguh thought if it must be Selvi who is keeping her mother in the hospital. But he was surprised by the answer.


"Selvi left from yesterday Guh, I've been dizzy with the behavior of that one boy. His mother until I think Gini also thought Selvi continues. But what he thought was his brain. Guh, I'm not here to beg.. I tell you, make this sale. I deliberately bring, because from yesterday Selvi asked money continues. Request a home certificate, but all we have is this."


The age-eaten wrinkled hand pulled out the paper stored in the black plastic she was carrying. Budhe Efa who knew if they wanted to talk about issues that could be said to be privacy, he had been gone since Mr. Darmaji told me about the condition of his wife.


"Guh, your dog yesterday found a shirt buried next to the house. Long-sleeved shirt, still good.when opened the bundle buried with the shirt... Bulek you found this, "There is a doll of shabby and dirty cloth that Mr. Darmaji showed to Teguh.


"Astaghfirullah's.."


Look at the thing that the box is carrying. Take it and guess whether all this has anything to do with Selvi being obsessed with Ervin.


"Burn on Guh." Said budhe Efa standing behind Mr. Darmaji and carrying a glass of water.


"It's a form of associating God. Asking the devil for help, the result is not only being lost in the world but also suffering in the hereafter." Back sloppy.


"But who does this?" Ask Mr. Darmaji to budhe Efa.


"Nuwun sewu pakdhe.. Without diminishing respect but what I see, all this is sourced from Selvi. Pakdhe's own son."


Hearing that, Mr. Darmaji felt his head hit by a hammer. Why in his old age still have to deal with problems that drain his emotions and patience like this..


"Yes Allah.. Nduks.. You've been missteps, misguided.."