COBBY

Wolu

The sound of the crowing of the sayup bekisar rang out, resuscitating Purbo from his deep sleep. Purbo woke up and immediately sat on the bed that smelled of cantile flowers. He rubbed his eyes which still felt heavy.

Several times Purbo yawned, then grabbed the HP lying on his sleeping pillow. It's 7 in the morning. The window of the room still looks dark. Sunlight cannot penetrate the thick fog of the village of Ebuh.

Purbo's sense of smell sniffed the pungent smell of betel. He touched his face, and found flakes of reddened betel leaves on the cheeks. Purbo leaped from the bed, staring at the frosted mirror on the dresser.

"What's this?" pekik Purbo noticed his face was deep red.

"It's a medicine from Mak Nah Mas," said Dini arrived. The woman carried a tray containing one large cup of the drink.

"Medicine?" Purbo scrunched his forehead.

"You yesterday afternoon suddenly fell ill Mas. In the same 'suwuk' Mak Nah, finally healed," replied Dini as she placed the large cup she carried, onto the dressing table.

"Can't it be Yang? I why?" purbo asked confusedly.

"Say Mak Nah, you have to use Mas," explained Dini.

Purbo was not satisfied with his wife's answer. What is his fault for hurting others in such a way? Or does he have enemies?

"Too many strange things happened to me from yesterday," Purbo held his head.

"Even my memory of life begins yesterday afternoon. The day before it was dark, I . .I couldn't remember anything Yang," lamented Purbo languidly.

"Relax Mas. Drink the parem wedang so that your body is fresher," Dini massaged the shoulder massager Purbo.

Purbo, according to him, took the big cup before him. Warm plumes of smoke were blowing amidst the cold morning air. Purbo then sipped the parem wedang, smacked it for a while and turned to Dini.

"This sword is really good, it is also comfortable in the stomach," said Purbo.

Back Purbo gulped wedang parem up the toilet. There was a belching sound after that. Dini geleng geleng head saw her husband's behavior.

"What's Mak Well, huh Yang?" purbo asked, putting an empty cup over the tray.

"Yes. The recipe is hereditary," Dini replied with a smile.

"Why not just make a drink shop. Must be a sell-out," said Purbo enthusiastically.

"He he he, that's Mas' secret recipe. Unsold," Early chuckled, her tiny shoulders seemed to be moving up and down.

"By the way subway anyway saturday, where did you go? I want to ask you a question, how can I use it?" ask Purbo wobbly.

"Mak Well is gone," replied Dini briefly.

"Where to?" Purbo kept asking.

"Yes shopping Mas. In the village there," Dini replied rather irritatedly.

"Emmm, I'm not going to the village if that's the case" said Purbo.

"Huh? Why Mas?" Early shocked.

"Yes want to follow Mak Nah, all of you want to see the village. Who knows, I might remember something like that. We are human beings, social creatures. So it also needs to socialize," Purbo said smiling.

"But Maasss," Dini looked puzzled.

Early downcast sighing. Purbo stopped laughing when he saw his wife's strange behavior.

"Hey hey, I'm kidding honey. Kok so like sad that's what you are," Purbo crouched holding Dini's hip.

"I'm alone at home. Want to come with you, but afraid tired," Dini looked at Purbo who was crouching before her.

Purbo kissed his wife's stomach with a smile.

"Isn't the distance from this house to the village not too far to Yang?" ask Purbo.

"Yes 100 or 200 meters maybe," replied Dini remembering.

"Well, come to the village along the road of Yang. Isn't it good if you're pregnant, light exercise like walking?" Purbo played both of his eyebrows staring Dini.

He could only sigh. Purbo's desire is hard to refute.

"Pake a jacket but, the cold is you know," Dini relented.

"Asyikk," Purbo looks excited.

Purbo immediately ran to the bathroom. At first he was eager to wash his face, but when he remembered the strange whisper yesterday afternoon, his fear resurfaced. Hurriedly and violently, Purbo rubbed his face. As quick as lightning brush your teeth and immediately run back to the room.

Dini laughed out loud as she looked at the face of Purbo who had just returned from the bathroom. There were a few drops of soap, as well as foam toothpaste attached to the hair of the thin fur of her husband's beard.

"Why the?" ask Purbo curious.

"Ha ha ha ha, your face is Mas. Why cemong. Wash your face instead of clean, even like a cosplay grandpa has a white beard. You are not a child anymore. Duh," Dini laughed loudly. His large stomach seemed to shake. Dini is ready to go, wearing a purple knit sweater.

Purbo was dumbfounded at fumbling his beard. Sure enough, soap and bubble foam on the cheeks and chin. Because of his vague fear earlier, Purbo is less clean when washing your face.

Early take tissue. Deftly, he wiped and cleaned the foam attached to Purbo's chin. The faces of the couple were close together. Purbo observes a clear Early eyeball with long, pliable lashes.

Slowly Purbo stuck his palm on Early cheek. Feels smooth and cool. Somehow Purbo felt his wife's body temperature was too cold. Purbo's hand moved, now holding his beautiful wife's chin. Just being quiet doesn't blink. Replying to Purbo's sharp piercing eyes. The eyes of a man she likes so much.

Purbo gently pulled his wife's chin. Touching her lips on Dini's red blushing lips. When Purbo landed the kiss, Dini's lips really felt cold frozen. A kiss that somehow felt bland, did not feel the vibration of vibration that Purbo expected.

"Emmm, is your body really cold? You sick?" Purbo put his hand back on Dini's cheek.

"Ah No Mas. My body temperature has always been like this. Hmmm, it turns out that you also forgot about my body condition," continued Dini pulling Purbo's hand from her cheek.

Dini took the jacket she had prepared and put it on Purbo. Army green bomber jacket, looks suitable to be worn Purbo sturdy and athletic.

"Work we'll walk soon Mas. He said he wanted to see the village, so Ndak?" ask Dini with a smile.

"Yes, come on," Purbo replied with a smile.

Purbo and Dini left the house after closing all the windows, also did not forget to lock the front door. The morning air feels really cold outside the house. The thick fog blocked the view. While the dew sticks to the foliage, occasionally clear water drips to the surface of the soil.

She held her husband's hand tightly. Walk along to the settlement of residents of Ebuh Village. Settlements located in the middle of the forest area.

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