COBBY

Limolas

The smell of eucalyptus oil pierced the nose. Slowly Purbo began to open his eyes. A dim light shone above his head, blocked by the lacy white mosquito net.

"Uukkhhh," Purbo squirmed, his head feeling dizzy.

Early sitting next to Purbo's bed looked riled up and anxious. When Purbo began to roar, Dini was heard sighing in relief.

"Thank God, Mas" said Dini while wiping the tears in the corner of his netra.

"Ah, Early. My head is dizzy" said Purbo lirih.

"You just sleep, Mas" Dini rubbed Purbo's forehead.

"Your hands are cold" Purbo whimpered, slightly smiling.

"Kok Mas Purbo smile, what's funny huh," Dini followed with a spoiled smile.

"Yes it's funny. I can't get used to your icy temperature yet. Somehow when just siuman gini so thought, how do we the first night Yang? I forgot about it," Purbo chuckled. He himself felt astonished, why his mind was a little mischievous when he just woke up from fainting. Just be quiet doesn't say.

A faint faint sound of people conversing in the living room. Purbo tried to sit leaning against the wall behind his bed. He listened silently, who is in the living room of his house?

"Whose voice is that?" ask Purbo.

"Village of Mas. You fainted. Return here on a stretcher with citizens," said Dini explained.

"Oh yes. I had a really bitter coffee, kept vomiting. I fainted apparently," Purbo recalled.

"He em Mas" Dini nodded.

"What coffee was that? There is such bitter coffee. Just remembering it makes my stomach feel nauseous. It was like a mixture of clay and something rotten, but the smell was a pungent flower. Ahhh, I can't drink anything like that anymore" Purbo was disgusted.

"Since the same as Ceking Tuan," said Mak Nah. He walked into the room, carrying a tray containing a warm wedang parem and a plate of marrow porridge.

"Yes? Why is he so bad to me? Did I have anything wrong with him?" purbo asked for an explanation.

"There's nothing wrong with the master. The Ceking didn't know Adab. Trash society, I make sure he gets punishment," replied Mak Nah furious.

"But that drink wasn't poison, was it?" ask Purbo again.

"No Sir. Take it easy, it's okay. It is better to drink wedang parem, so that the stomach feels more comfortable," said Mak Nah thrust wedang parem.

Purbo nodded, with Early help he grabbed and drank the wedang parem from Mak Nah. Her stomach feels warmer and more comfortable now.

"Please say thank you to the villagers who would take me home Mak" Purbo said later.

"Good Sir. They still seem to be talking in the living room. Are their voices disturbing? Want to rest? Let me tell them," said Mak Nah to leave the room. But Purbo prevented it.

"Don't Mak Nah. Let it. I'm even sad that more and more people are in this house. I'd rather have a lot of kayak gini than deserted as a grave, "soon Purbo.

Instantly Mak Nah looks glared. He seemed to dislike the selection of sentences spoken by Purbo.

"I'm sorry, sir," said Mak Nah, immediately turned around and left the room.

"Am I wrong, honey?" ask Purbo in Dini, after Mak Nah left.

"Hmmm, Mak Nah does not like that Mas talking carelessly. Ordinary, it's Mak Nah the old man. Wants adab, upload upload upload it still applied Mas. So if the good talk is fine, so," replied Dini advising.

Purbo nodded, though inwardly felt that his words were not outrageous. Somewhat strangely also Mak Nah was angry because Purbo called a deserted house like a grave.

"I'm sorry baby" Purbo said with a sad look.

"I'm sorry? What's for?" ask Dini wonder.

"Yes you're pregnant but I'm bothering you. It was me. From who forgot everything, now also use the fainting event anyway," Purbo looks really guilty.

"Mas, don't apologize. His name is also husband and wife. We have to support each other, there are times when it is needed. And do not leave his partner in the most difficult circumstances," continued Dini. Slowly he fed the marrow porridge to Purbo.

The marrow porridge that tastes so sweet. Either it is really sweet or the taste is influenced by the feed of loved ones. Purbo was so voraciously accepting bribes after bribes from his wife.

Meanwhile, the living room that originally sounded boisterous, now feels quiet. No more voices of people talking. Purbo asks Dini to stop the bribe.

"People have gone home Yang?" purbo asked after swallowing the marrow pulp that filled his mouth.

"It looks so Mas," continued Dini.

"Well, I am happy with Rame. If I'm healthy then it's definitely going to go along," Purbo sighed softly, looking disappointed.

"Tomorrow if it is healthy, Mas may play again to the stall there. Chat with the citizens as satisfied as possible," entertain Dini.

"Ah, I'll be bullied again don't," Purbo again felt nauseous, remembering the strange coffee drink earlier.

"No. Ceking has been punished with Mbah Modo," said Dini with a smile.

"Whose Modo is it?" tanya Purbo, felt unfamiliar with the name called by Dini.

"Mbah Modo is the village of Ebuh Mas."

"Oohhh, I've never met, '" Purbo mangosteen.

"Yes, one day I will meet you too. He is very attentive to his people. Uh, maem again his marrow porridge?" Dini again thrust a spoon of marrow porridge.

"This one is yes. I was already full," Purbo opened his mouth as Dini nodded.

"By the way, Mbah Yon has Yang back?" purbo asked, remembering the figure of Mbah Yon.

"Chah Yon? Who is Mbah Yon Mas?" He looks confused.

"Lhah, the old geezer was in the backyard," Purbo explained.

Dini frowned. He put the back of his hand on Purbo's forehead.

"Do you want to or hide Mas?" Early ringing head.

"real Yang. This morning there was grandpa nyapu back yard. The guy is a bit senile, his name is Mbah Yon," Purbo said.

"Hmm, yeah later try not to ask Mak Nah. Now Mas rest first yes," Dini smiled at a glance, then hurriedly brought a tray containing empty plates and glasses out of the room. Purbo was astonished by the behavior of Dini who suddenly turned strange.

Early walk into the kitchen, put dirty dishes and glasses in the laundry. Mak Nah looks fun to put betel in his mouth.

"Mak? Who is really bothering us? Mas Purbo told me that he met Grandpa in the backyard" said Dini exasperated.

"I know less. Maybe we should take her directly to Mbah Modo's house. Let me be given a pageran," suggested Mak Nah, who was immediately greeted with a nod of the head from Dini, sign agreed.

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