Has Been Hanged

Has Been Hanged
68. Stop by Kakung



Shahdan's shoulders and hands felt numb when the trip had begun to enter the Batu city area. Split the deserted Songgoriti pine forest with many sharp and steep turns. Arka seems to focus on the steering handle.


Salah himself, when Ratria began to sleepy and wanted to sleep, Shahdan asked him to stay leaned on the shoulder arm as much as possible. Now the arm of the hand is dead without feeling. Shahdan felt if he was tingling and it could be because he was old.


"Rats...Ratria..." Shahdan called out softly while swaying slowly on Ratria's back and head on her shoulders.


Ratria immediately stuttered and sat upright for a moment. Ratria's readiness is indeed quite good during sleep.


"Sir Shahdan, where are we? It's dark," asked Ratria in a slightly woken voice.


"Paralayang area, we will go to the path to Cangar then Pacet. Let it go faster. Have you ever been there?" Shahdan. Pulling quickly his hand, worried if Ratria leaned back all of a sudden. That would definitely torture the ants in his hands.


"Just pass half way on the mystical bridge finished Cangar's. My feelings are not good, I ask for the trip to be canceled," explained Ratria who may have brightened her eyes and head back.


"Who are you with?" Shahdan asked in a probing tone.


"Friends."


"Dimas?"


"Not."


"Then who?" Shahdan wants to tickle Ratria's waist. But his hands still felt sore. Feeling that you have to check up on your health immediately. Either cholesterol, whether uric acid, could be..Shahdan laughed in his heart.


"Who's your friend, Rat?" insist Shahdan is impatient.


"Sir Teak."


"Ohuk, people,,! Ehemh,,!" shahdan's response was instantaneous.


"You're that familiar? It's splitting the forest, prone and desolate, Ratria. What are you looking for here?" Shahdan probing is not inexhaustible. How could Ratria go with the opposite sex without the bond of splitting the jungle in the path of Pacet ..


"That's when my best friend got married. Kaira, married secretly in Surabaya. Only I got an invitation. Turns out Mr. Jati knows if I get an invitation. Then I was offered to go there together. You see Jati sir also while going home to visit his mother."


"You are always so bad to think, sir Shahdan," complained Ratria softly. Don't want Arka to hear in front.


"Su'udzon how? My words are true and reasonable, Rat," the Shahdan denied without a whisper. Unconcerned by the reaction Arka suddenly looked back.


"Already, Mr. Shahdan. Better not to talk about it again. I'm tired" Ratria said slowly. You feel useless if you keep arguing. And that incident is long gone.


Shahdan was silent. Get along with Ratria's words. They were silent in the cold of the silent car. The Shahdan is thinking something.


"Rush! Stop by my grandfather's house for a second..!" shahdan suddenly.


"Yes, Mr. Shahdan,,!" sahut Arka alert.


"Grandfather?" ratria asked to look at Shahdan.


"Yes, you don't know that as a first child, I was born here by my mother. And my paternal leg is still there, but my grandmother is gone" she smiled. Ratria.


"House my leg in the area of Kuali Crash, near the apple picking tour. Too bad it's night. If it's noon, I'll take you around. But don't worry, my grandfather's house is very unique, Rat." Shahdan explained excitedly. Maybe I'll meet my longed grandfather.


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The two of them had stood on a carved wooden door lined with sturdy stainless steel trellis doors. Waiting for a loud knock of Shahdan received a welcome.


The door had opened together seemingly an old man with short white hair. As well as green and long-shaded white. Reply greetings from Shahdan with frown. Very surprised to see the arrival of Shahdan and Ratria at night to his house.


"Lhoh lakok kon ta, Dan, lha arek ayu iki sopomu? Ojok freak nggowo wedokan kon iku, Dan. No kandakke your old wong, kon,,!" His grandfather Shahdan welcomed with Javanese language typical Malang dialect. While looking closely at Ratria.


It means the words of his grandfather Shahdan:


"Lho, you know, Dan.. Is this pretty girl ready for you? Don't freak out, take your woman, Dan. I'm fighting your parents, you,,!" grandpa Shahdan seems not to like the arrival of a grandson night-night with a beautiful foreign girl.


Shahdan immediately enlightened his grandfather that Ratria was a wife who had been married officially. As well as the grandson-in-law for Mr. Muchsin, the name of the grandfather. Also apologized, if the sudden marriage did not reach the ears of the grandfather.


Mr. Muchsin nodded a few times while looking at Ratria with a bright face. Apparently, Mr. Muchsin felt like and satisfied with the wife of his eldest grandson. And immediately asked his house assistant who happened to be a man, to prepare a simple and easy dinner at the dinner table.


Arka, who again chose to rest in the car, got a delivery of food from his grandfather's assistant Muchsin.


"Preferably take a short break before continuing the journey. Remember Dan, the pacemaker's path is pretty long. You need to get enough rest." the grandfather's message to his grandson.


"Thank you, kung. But there's my driver, Arka. I can connect breaks in the car." said Shahdan.


They conversed familiarly using the medok Javanese language. It turns out that Shahdan is also good.


And Ratria as a cheerleader among the grandchildren and grandfathers who very rarely met each other. Feel amused by the language as well as the Javanese dialect is very flexible and medok from both of them. Although he is also Javanese with Javanese language. But Ratria claimed not to be educated hard to speak strong Javanese by the grandmother.


"Come, Dan. Bring your new wife that dandy rest in your room for a little while. Don't let your wife get sick, Dan,,!" the direction of Muchsin's grandfather to Shahdan with his strong Japanese language typical of Malang dialect. They were done with the food on their plates.


"Yes, kung" replied Shahdan. The man called his grandfather kakung.


Ratria followed Shahdan's invitation to head to the back of his grandfather's house. Unique house, which is like underground. Much lower than the road. Around the house is given a large pipe reservoir of water sources that are channeled directly from the hills not far from the grandfather's house.


The pipe is given holes at the bottom, so that water flows and radiates out. While the bottom there is a long mini pool like a small artificial river that surrounds almost the entire outer side of the house. With filled with catfish three colors, black, white and striped catfish or blorok below. The most resistant fish at the same time minimal risk of dying at all temperatures and weather in the Batu highlands are so rapidly changing.


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"My childhood was happy here, Rat. I like to fish ikin catfish in this grandfather-made river. But it should only be fried in black, the same white that blurok must be removed again" said Shahdan. They sat on the terrace outside the room.


"Aren't there any grandchildren who come here more often than you?" ask Ratria. They sit on a bench without a table.


"It's rare. Not even a year is certain. Papa's sister, follow her husband to Makassar, there is difficult time to spare" said Syahdan.


"Older, who carried on the hobby of growing your grandfather's vegetables, Mr. Shahdan?" Ratria stood close to the small but long pond, there were a lot of white catfish inside.


"It could be my sister, Khairy. He has not had any effort. And also like to visit here," replied Shahdan. Has been standing docked beside Ratria.


"You don't want to collapse for a moment?" tanya Shahdan slipped his hand to the waist. Ratria is a little tiptoed.


"Sir Shahdan wants a break?" look Ratria aside at Shahdan.


"Come, with you" replied Shahdan. Pulling Ratria's waist and bringing her into the room. Close the balcony door back tightly.


"Now at nine, at ten we leave again. Maybe we'll get to the house at twelve. We can still get enough rest." Shahdan slightly pushed Ratria's body to fall on the bed.


"We're just going to rest, aren't we, Mr Shahdan?" ratria asked with widened eyes nervously. Shahdan did not fall beside him. But like it's gonna crush him.


"Yes, Rat. While having fun. You mind?" ask Shahdan frankly.


"What do you mean, Mr Shahdan?" Ratria looked tense and tense.


"I want you right now, Ratria. I honestly want to have children soon. I'm worried that I'm old" whispered Shahdan very close to Ratria's face.


"You mean, you want to haunt me quickly?" tanya Ratria thumped. Shahdan nodded.


"Yes, Rat. I want to have a child with you soon. I am old. Even my younger friends, they're already having kids,"


"But I'm not ready, I haven't thought about it, yet" lamented Ratria desperately.


"Ready ready, Rat. Many younger than you are already carrying children. There are not even a few without his father. You are, obviously, you have me, your husband. The sooner it's better for us to have children,"


"Ratria, do you still mind,,?" ask softly Shahdan. Ratria slowly shook his head but quickly nodded.


"But at this time I'm coming to the moon, I'm sorry," Ratria was worried, but also pityed.


"So it really came?" asked Shahdan with an expression of disappointment. Immediately understood, but did not also dismiss himself from oppressing Ratria.


"If so we're just having fun, yes, Rat. I really need a refresh right now from you, too," said Shahdan without hesitation again. Feeling the flow of electricity because it overlapped Ratria long enough, it had started to make his body go to a high voltage.


The sound of gurgling water penetrating into the room, as well as the cold in the Cali Gorge, is quite a great provocation for the aggressiveness of Shahdan on the wife. And the hot reception was accompanied by puffing and sighing, making the Shahdan like so forget themselves.


The red barrier that was coming in was not a barrier to his satisfaction. Shahdan is indeed an immaculate man before marriage, but that does not mean to be an innocent man without imagination and fantasy.


And now happy, has found Ratria as a wife, a place to express some of his fantasies so far. Truly a pleasant soul refreshment!