HUDDLES

The Mr. Surip House

Then Mr. Surip came and sat in the chair opposite us.

‘’maaf ya mbak mbak, mas mas was I stayed for a while, I finished bathing, very sultry. please drink the tea, Same was tasting village snack, I have been, cassava boiled equal ketela boiled ‘’ Pak Surip welcome with Javanese

We also nodded and smiled. Vito looked very agitated and I saw him take the camera from his bag, then get out of the chair and ask permission to come out to Mr. Surip.

**

Vito's circling Mr. Supri's house. His eyes glared, looking at the mountains lined up nicely from a distance. He raised his camera and shot it many times.

I don't know what he was thinking, he walked towards the area back. Whistling leisurely and occasionally stopping, then aiming at something he thought was good.

Until he was in the area again. He climbed to the top, where there are stones that will be used to cook goat meat for tomorrow's event. Quickly, he had immortalized the stones using his camera.

Occasionally checking the camera screen to find out the results, he seemed to smile at his own smile. Signifying the result is satisfying.

then his gaze turned to a large tree similar to a banyan tree, that tree was an antab tree. Trees that grow around the area are very old.

He jumped off the galengan, headed towards the tree quickly, looking for the right angel and continued to set the lens to start aiming.

Without him noticing, suddenly from the direction of the antap wood slid a pointed bamboo whose tip was really pointed. As well as traditional weapons used in the colonial era.

Vito was wide-eyed to see a pointed bamboo gliding towards him.very quickly, the pointed bamboo stuck a camera lens. Penetrating into the camera screen and a little more, Vito's eyes were almost hit by the bamboo spout.

Fortunately, Vito immediately took his eyes off the camera screen. If his eyes were still attached to the screen, perhaps the pointed bamboo would have stuck out his eyes.

The bamboo was really sharp, like it had been sharpened using a knife. To make whatever he has accepted shall be penetrated.

If the camera can be penetrated, then what about the human eye? I can't imagine what if it happened to him.

Vito was still standing in place, his hands were shaking while holding the camera that was stuck in the bamboo.all his body became shaking violently.

then he, with trembling hands, tried to remove the bamboo from his camera. The bamboo did not come off, pulled the bamboo. But his efforts were in vain.

His heart was still beating fast, again he had to be surprised by the sound of a chicken being knocked down. The sound of the chicken, such as being pounced by a wild animal or even being pounced by a creature in the bamboo tree grove.the sound of the chicken's keokan puked in, into Vito's hearing.

Until it made him tremble uncontrollably again. The camera fell out of his gang.

He looked at his camera for a moment. Then gulped deeply, slowly retreated backwards and twisted his body, then ran as hard as he had at that time.

***

I whispered something to Roni's ear, in order to convey my purpose in coming here and asking about Ronggeng to Mr. Surip. Ronipun nodded and I saw him start telling Mr. Surip.

Mr. Surip started telling me where. To tell the ins and outs of the village of Silurah.

Until I was advised to go to Mbah Saan's place. Mbah Saan is a psychic in this village. Mbah Saan used to treat the sick, especially if the pain was disturbed by subtle creatures, then Mbah Saan was the right person.

I saw Roni asking to go to the back and Mr. Surip went to tell him. Shortly after, he sat back down.

‘’ Why bring Ronggeng from outside the village Pak?’’ I asked Mr. Surip

‘’ Because in this village, do not have a dancer Ronggeng anymore. In the past, this village once had Ronggeng. But he was found tragically dead, in the mountain Raga kusuma. ‘’ Pak Surip explained

‘’ It happened in what year sir? ‘’ Ask a question again

‘’ Otherwise wrong year 1990 ‘’

‘’ If you may know, Ronggeng was killed by whom Sir?’’

‘’ News sliweran mbak, anyways it's a long story. ‘’ the answer is short

It seems Mr. Surip does not want to discuss the incident first. Looks like something's covered up.

‘’ Sir, Is it true that Ronggeng Dancer can heal the sick?’’ I try to divert the conversation

‘’ Yes can mbk, we believe if Ronggeng can cure the disease, keep away from distress, and give a salience. Usually Mother Mother will bring her child tomorrow, ask Ronggeng it, to stroke her head. Let his son settle mbk. Tomorrow Mbk Ratih can watch the tradition, in the area of ngelangan.’’ Said Mr. Surip

And we have to wait for tomorrow, until Ronggeng comes here.

Anggi whispered to me, said he would come out after Roni, I also told him not to be far from here. Anggi.

Shortly after, Roni came back again and sat down next to me.

‘’ What says Mr Surip Rat?’’ Roni whispered softly

‘’ In this village there is a psychic named Mbah Saan, he said can heal people who are usually possessed by subtle creatures. Trus we have to wait until tomorrow, because Ronggeng dancers who will dance in the event of tomorrow ‘’ lirihku closer to Roni's ears

Suddenly Mr. Surip asked about our plan to sleep where. Roni and I looked at each other, We frowned.

thinking about where to sleep tonight. While Om Rio did not come here, we were confused. Mr. Surip who saw us confused, immediately volunteered, to sleep at his house tonight.

‘’ Coincidentally my son, was wandering in the city and my son's room was empty, mbk Ratih same mbk Anggi later could sleep in that room. While son Roni, the same kid Vito can sleep roll out a mat. It's okay, right? Said Mr. Supri.

‘’ It's okay sir, we instead thank you to Dad. We are the ones apologizing, because it has inconvenienced‘’ replied Roni.

From outside Anggi called me. I immediately got out of my chair and left Roni and Pak Surip who were busy talking.

Vito where the hell is Rat? Angry asked

‘’ Might be there time, find a good view make in photo. Or it is no longer possible to walk around here ‘’ I said