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PAK SURO PLAN 2

Mr. Suro pressed the bell button on the right fence wall. Soon the gate was opened by a young ustad, about 25 years old.

“Assalamualaikum..” said Mr. Suro as soon as the gate opens.

“Wa ‘alaikum greetings, come in. let's enter sir,” say the young ustad was friendly.

“I want to see Haji sir. Is there a haji sir?” Ask Mr. Suro before stepping in.

“It so happens that the hajj sir is there a pack, come.” answer ustad young.

After closing the gate, the young ustad rushed into the house ahead of Mr. Suro.

“I call sir Haji yes sir, I sit first yes,” said young ustad let Mr. Suro sit on the chair on the front porch.

Mr. Suro looked at the terrace area that nothing seemed to have changed. He dropped his eyes on the window on his left.

“Hmmm..

Mr. Suro sighed, the window reminded him of where he first saw Karbala's form.

Suddenly the daydreams of Mr. Suro vanished instantly with a little jolt of surprise when the sound of the door creaking opened followed by a heavy and authoritative voice saying greetings.

“Assalamualaikum..”

“Wa alaikum greetings, hajj sir sorry to interrupt,” replied Mr. Suro buru-buru standing shaking the hand of Haji Abas.

“Ah, it's okay sir. Wasn't that father who was with Pak Guntur at that time,” said Haji Abas contorted to remember the person before him.

“Muhun pak haji, my name is Suro pak. Here, sir, I apologize directly to convey my intentions and goals here, sir Hajj," said Mr. Suro.

Just when Mr. Suro opened his mouth again to convey his purpose but his speech was cut in Hajj Abas.

“Punten sir Suro, what better to talk inside?” hajj Abas.

It seems that Haji Abas can understand the purpose of the arrival of Mr. Suro which is very important. Invite him to speak inside.

“Muhun, muhun pak haji, mango.” reply pak Suro.

The two of them got up from the terrace chair and walked in and let Mr. Suro sit in the guest chair.

After the two sat in the living room, Mr. Suro immediately conveyed his intention and purpose to come to meet Haji Abas at length without anyone covering it.

After hearing Mr. Suro's story, immediately the expression on Haji Abas's face turned furious. There was a gurgle of anger implied from his face.

“Rupanya Genderuwo is more insolent Mr. Suro. Some events also happened to my santri sir. Oh yes, do not-don't one of my people who died also because of the creature!” Haji Abas.

“One of the pilgrim sir died? When?!” Ask Mr. Suro in shock.

“New two days ago sir, but according to the analysis of the doctor anyway due to drowning in the bath when the epilepsy disease recurred. But what I was surprised, I saw the look on the face of the deceased looked like very frightened,” said Haji Abas.

“Mas Kunto is also so sir Haji, his face looks like a frightened person,” timpal sir Suro.

“Punten, what will Mr Suro do now? Can Mr Suro drive him out of the banyan tree sir?” ask Haji Abas expectantly.

“I will try to communicate first, Hajj sir. If this good way turns out mentally, yes forced I will use the second way,” explained Mr. Suro.

Mr. Suro glanced at the wall clock mounted on the side of the living room. Then said; “It is better now that I am there hajj sir.”

“Alright sir, let me take you to the back of the pack,” said Haji Abas.

Then Haji Abas moved from the guest chair followed by Mr. Suro following behind him.

“Lewat ahead aja hajj sir, my slippers are there,” sergeant Pak Suro when Haji Abas is about to walk into the house.

Haji Abas paused his steps and turned towards the front door.

Both of them walked to the back of the house through the side yard.

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