COBBY

Songolas

The village market looks pretty crowded this morning. But the angkringan coffee shop where Purbo yesterday diced strange drinks, it turns out today closed. Not seen also Ceking who usually hang out in the market area.

"What coffee shop did you close yesterday?" purbo murmur. Just be quiet doesn't say.

"Would you like to coffee?" ask Dini later.

"Yes not really. Did he say you were hungry? Does not mending nyari eat here, at home Mak Nah has not cooked right?" tanya Purbo, who answered a nod of the head by Dini.

"Let's come with me Mas if that's the case," asked Dini while pulling Purbo's arm.

Dini took Purbo down the market, then entered in a small alley. There was a simple standing stall inside the alley. White cloth stretched out at the front of the stall bearing Rawon and balungan.

White smoke billowing produces a fragrant smell of stew. The aroma of spices and rawon sauce in a large boiler when stirred makes Purbo jakun go up and down swallow.

"That's a great fragrance" Purbo said.

"Yuk in," take Dini. Purbo nodded in agreement.

A rawon seller is a beautiful woman who looks young. His hair was straight black in a ponytail. Tight fingers appear deftly pouring black rawon with large pieces of bone.

"Welcome Ma'am," the rawon seller greeted Dini warmly. He looks so familiar with Purbo's wife.

"You familiar?" tanya Purbo whispered.

"Everybody knows me too. You're the one who forgot. His name is Mbak Ajeng," said Dini.

"Good morning Mas, please sit down," Ma'am Ajeng smiled at Purbo.

Purbo smiled back and nodded for a while. Then he chose a seat in the corner of the shop. While Dini was seen talking to the rawon seller.

"Oh my goodness, healthy baby and beautiful mother?" ask Mbak Ajeng sumringah.

"So often kicked the grandpa. Very active," replied Dini with sparkling eyes.

"What do you want to pesen? Special for pregnant women is not freein deh," Ma'am Ajeng stroked elus Dini's stomach.

"Alright, so it's not good," said Dini embarrassed.

"Special for the Grandpa, let's take part in the most delicious rawon cuisine in the village of Ebuh. Mbak just sat down, just not ready special," said Mbak Ajeng.

Dini nodded in agreement. He sat next to the pensive Purbo daydreaming.

"What else do you think?" ask Dini when she sees Purbo who is still just propping up his chin.

"Ah, no. Just thinking about my condition that still forgets everything. No matter how hard I try to remember everything, only a deep black veil is there. If only there were no you, I might have left this place" Purbo said, massaging his own head.

"You don't feel at home living in the village of Ebuh?" dini's full of search.

"Eitherway. There's too much weird stuff here. I need a doctor Din anyway. And you brought me to a shaman instead" Purbo sighed.

Just shut up. He rubbed Purbo's hair gently.

"Mass? Is it wrong to want happiness with you?" ask Dini lirih. His eyes look sad.

"What do you mean, honey? You deserve to be happy. And I have to make you happy" Purbo said.

"Then, please don't torture yourself to remember something you've forgotten. We move forward with Mas. Don't mind who's behind," Pinta Dini. His eyes are glassy.

"Please Cook Ma'am," a man who looks the same age as Purbo puts two rawon dishes and a bowl of bowls on the table.

"What do you drink, Ma'am?" asked the curly-haired man with a bright smile.

"Parem two sword," replied Dini quickly. The man's servant backed off.

"That's her husband, Ajeng Mas. His name is Mas Jasman," said Dini while pouring 1 spoon of sambal on his plate.

"Ohh, kind of decrepit huh. Ma'am Ajengnya beautiful, her husband less charming," sloroh Purbo.

"So so," Dini glanced at Purbo cynically.

"Huh? What's?" Purbo asked not understanding.

"So now Mas has dared to muji another woman in front of me huh," Dini twisted Purbo's muscular arms.

"Auuwwww, Yang Yang, that's not the point," Purbo grimaced misbehavior.

"Keep what does that mean? Hmm?" Dini smiled sneering at Purbo.

"Yes, I just said Ma'am Ajeng is beautiful but her husband is less handsome. Not that you are not beautiful or lose beautiful. You remain the best forever together after a muter," Purbo chuckles at trying to be funny.

"Iihhh, the eyes are guarded by Mas," said Dini sewot.

"Yes Yang. Later do not rent a roof tile to take care of my eyes," Purbo laughed. Dini.

The next minute Jasman again carried a tray with two glasses of wedang parem on it. Jasman smiled and nodded looking at Purbo. A treatment that is quite friendly, considering other residents in the village of Ebuh feels indifferent to Purbo.

"It looks like Jasman is a good man. Or don't let him be my friend Yang, it's just that I forgot maybe" Purbo said after Jasman left.

"All villagers are good. It is quiet and peaceful. There is nowhere better than the village of Ebuh" explained Dini.

"By the way, why did you order wedang parem? It's delicious, but once you want to change the iced tea, '" Purbo said protesting.

"Look around you Mas" said Dini.

Purbo gave a glance. Everyone at the stall, ordered wedang parem. No other drinks on the table.

"The parem has become a typical drink in the village of Ebuh. Besides it feels good, right," concluded Dini. Purbo just nodded slowly.

For the umpteenth time, Purbo felt strange. If there is only wedang parem, for what Jasman asked what drinks his customers wanted. After all, it is not natural that everyone only wants a parem wedang every time.

"Kok daydreaming Mas? Ayok immediately eaten, then the cold hunt becomes less delicious," invite Dini.

Purbo smiled at a glance. He took a sip of rawon which according to Dini is the most delicious. The warm and fragrant sensation of the spice makes Purbo quite surprised. Salty savory really fit.

"Where? Is it good, Mas?" tanya Dini saw her husband eating voraciously.

"He em," Purbo nodded with his mouth full of rawon sauce.

Rawon is really delicious. In addition to the savory sauce, the piece of meat also feels really delicious. Slightly chewy with smooth meat fiber. Purbo really enjoyed his breakfast this morning.

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