
Warming mentari replaces his cold night piercing bones of the soul's recesses, the clear dew still leaves a refreshing trail of grass, the villagers with their respective activities reflecting how prosperous the village of Setinggil is.
Sitting alone Sundirah looked far away wandering, the face of the ayu that paints a sense of error after mistake alternately struggling. Should regret? Everything has happened, everything still has to go and go through. Four months is the age of sundirah content, four full moons do not feel the longing along with the waiting feel aground leaving suffering.
Sundirah's stomach is increasingly visible, Paini is very painstaking to pay attention to every development, Harjito is always on standby to accompany and fulfill the needs, and desires Dirah.
The sound of footsteps of horses sounded closer, Dirah turned to see who was coming. Two women of different ages descended from the dock Dirah hurriedly got up from his seat and approached them. Lastri greeted Dirah and hugged Haru. Dirah hesitantly looked at Ratmini he nodded with a sweet smile, while Ratmini approached while stroking her stomach.
Holding Ratmini's hand, Ratmini looked at the old hand, smiling at the face of the soul who was still struggling to hold back tears, between fear and pleasure.
Dirah kissed the back of Ratmini's hand while stunned to spill all tastes. "Sit down Don't be afraid, don't cry I'm Ratmini's grandmother you can call me with grandma." Ratmini's gentle smile really cools the feeling of being down right now.
"Where did Jito and his mom ndhuk?" tanya Ratmini opened the conversation.
"Kang Jito to the nek market, while mbok Paini if not weaving bamboo, mbok to the rice field waiting for the rice-eating bird that has begun to contain." explained Dirah.
"Ndhuk dirah... do you know what we mean here?" ask Ratmini back. Dirah shook his head confused and then looked towards Lastri, who in the face just nodded his head.
"Dirah, go away from the environment that can be controlled by Ki lurah Djaelani" said Ratmini cut the weight of the word must come out of his words. "What do you mean grandma, where else should I go?" He's getting confused. "Here you are, we are here no other than not wanting you to be with the child you bear wretched." Lastri added.
"Go to the South there is Persil land that you can manage, do not buy time He invited your parents with you, because it will be hard to live there if alone." Ratmini said again.
"I'll make sure Hendra's mas returns to you, Dirah, I can't live with her like my grief will share in a bond with Jito's kang." Lastri was convincing.
"Bawalah this as a provision of your life later after arriving there, tomorrow I will send one kikar as a means of your journey to the hamlet of Jolosutro coastal area of South Blitar." at length Ratmini gave an explanation to Sundirah.
Sundirah listened carefully to all Ratmini's directives.
Sulastri approached hugging Dirah, stroking her curly hair while saying "Go Herself we will look for you later, let their ambitions be consumed by time but your life and your love you must still reach, you reach out, I'll tell Mahendra your whereabouts" Lastri clasped Dirah's cold hand.
"We go home first, take good care of yourself" said Ratmini as she stood following Lastri.They walked towards the dock and the coachman controlled her slowly towards the direction where they lived.
The sun was leaning head over head, before long Paini and Jito returned home. Sundirah told me what just happened. Long story short Jito that afternoon also headed to the Suyud residence and told all about Dirah.
"Thank you Jito, tomorrow before sunset we will arrive at Setinggil village, tonight I will meet Slamet kang, and say goodbye to Ndoro Atmosiman.
Although we are only small people as wage workers" said Suyud. "Whatever our life may be, I will not have the heart to kill my own flesh and blood" exasperated Suyud.
The next morning was bright but not as bright as the feelings of the couple, it was not expected that they would go through old age in a region they did not know.on arrival at the Atmosiman residence, the, Suyud hurried to meet the master.
"What wind brings you this early to meet me Suyud?" ask Atmosiman. "I'm sorry Ndoro, I really did not expect so bad to be able to plan to abort Sundirah, she's my son ndoro....! I took pains to raise with my sweat as a wage laborer in the ndoro fields" Suyud said.
"Diminish your voice Suyud, here I am in charge" said Atmosiman arrogantly. "I give you two choices, first remove the contents of Dirah, because I cannot have a ghost and besan like you"
"Tell me what you want to say and after that, go and never show yourself in front of me" slowly but deeply ear-piercingly Atmosiman's voice.
"I will not take a decision ndoro Atmosiman..! I will take my family away.but not a step, you can approach your flesh and blood as a child of den Mahendra, I really will not be ridho" suyud replied no less steadfastly. Atmosiman laughed loudly while sitting back to where he was.
"That won't happen Suyud, go before I change my mind" Atmosiman said.
Suyud went away with anger and abuse with the insults he received, what a treasure of wealth, making one greedy arrogant and forgetting how all the wheels of success actually went.
Slamet waiting behind the big house building with Surip is only the inner strength they can give. They encourage each other, pray. "where do you want to go bring your family suyud?" while sitting down. Suyud told him where he would take his family away from the arrogance of the prince.
Karmilah who saw and heard all the talk between her husband and Suyud can only stroke the chest, which woman who could abort the fruit of her love. since the beginning of the karma does not agree with all the decisions of the husband.
karmilah hurriedly pursued Suyud and met them, coming closer. "Suyud look after Dirah, although mas Siman does not approve of them, I as his mother always pray, I am on the difficult side I hope you understand" said Karmilah while cupping his hands. "One day bring my grandson to me Suyud I will accept him, hopefully at that time the heart of Mas Siman is aware of what he is doing" continued karmilah.
" Mrs Ndoro, I will take care of my son whatever will hinder us." said Suyud "Ndoro madam don't worry, don't worry, later when it is grown the child will certainly look for who the real father who has carved his soul and body to be born into the world" replied Suyud while bowing his body.
Once in taste all is enough Suyud pamit beg yourself.
It's dark to choose the best from the best.
To be fooled by the meaning of happiness.
Who can shake the foundation of life.
Gifts a lara that will never go away.
Lara who is able to force a circle of tears that also drip.
Lara who can not speak but can imply.
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Persil \=field of land of a certain size.
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