
We have arrived at Mr. Surip's house. My body was broken down in the middle room.
‘’ Yes Allah Gusti, Mbak Ratih why this? ‘’ said Bu Turah, who saw me being carried by Mbah Saan and Roni with blood all over my body
Mbah Saan with a stumbling breath and a broken voice told me what happened to Bu Turah. Roni immediately cleaned the blood that was struggling in my hands, face and clothes.with sweat dripping netes from her forehead.
‘’ Bu, help Ratih change clothes yes ‘’ Said Roni looking at Bu Turah
Ms. Turah nodded and then pushed my body into the room.
‘’ Clothes from where this is Mbak, how can you usually wear Ronggeng clothes like this ‘’, said Bu Turah while removing my clothes
I'm still silent. I was about to answer Miss Turah's question, but these lips seemed to be very heavy for me to lift. My Ronggeng clothes have been stripped by Bu Turah and I have changed clothes.
Then I was swept out of the room again and sat in the middle room. Roni poured me some water and I grabbed it with my limp hands, and drank it. Slowly, the water has drained my dry throat.
The smell of my blood that is rancid and fishy still smelled, I looked at Roni, Roni seemed to deflate the chest, then turned to look at me.
‘’ Ron... Where are Anggi and Vito? ‘’ I also looked at Roni with a hoarse voice
Roni kept quiet for quite a while, a few moments interval finally answered ‘’ They have not found Rat ‘’ replied carefully
Mr. Surip…
there was the sound of someone calling Mr. Surip from outside.
Roni got up and headed outside. After a while, Roni had approached me again
‘’ Rat, you are here first yes. Don't go where. Said the person, Anggi and Vito have been found ‘’ said Roni while stepping away.
I let out a sigh of relief, finally Anggi and Vito have been found.
I saw that Mrs Turah was in the kitchen, I felt that all my limbs were still helpless. My mind was fixed on Sri Rahayu's words, I stared blankly ahead. In solitude, loneliness, pain I again remembered the voice of Sri Rahayu who whispered me.
Should I go see him? I ask myself. At the end of my eyes there were tears coming out, and finally my tears were unstoppable, flowing just like that.
I want to die huhuhuhu my sobbing, I cover it with both palms of my hands.
‘’ Mbak Ratih kok crying, what's wrong ‘’ Tanya Bu Turah while putting drinks on the table, then sitting near me.
I felt my chest getting tight, I cried sobbing again. Ms. Turah touched my shoulder, then called me. My hair feels caressed.
‘’ You say what the hell dok, dead is God's business, we no one knows ‘’
‘’ Ma'am, my Father has killed Ronggeng this village, My Father has killed Sri Rahayu. And now the spirit of Ronggeng became an evil spirit, a spirit filled with vengeance. That ronggeng wants me Mom, I'll die in Ronggeng's hand.’’ I explained, and then my crying became so
‘’ Yes Allah dok, your fate is like this. Sampean can ask Mbah Saan to help Mrs Ratih. Mbah Saan is a smart guy here ’’
‘’ Free only Mom, there is no place to hide anymore Mom, that I will die in Ronggeng's hands ‘’
Ms. Turah looked at me with pity. Then I hugged her, like I was hugging my mom.
Then from the outside, there were footsteps of people who entered the house. Mr. Surip with the other Fathers was carrying someone. Someone I know very well, his face pale, his lips blue, his body hollow, unconscious.
Vito's...
Vito's body was left in the samben. Me and Ms. Turah left amben.
Then I heard a woman crying from outside, that's Anggi my mumbling
I immediately stepped out, brushing the mosquito net. I saw his eyes were puffy, his face was very moody, his hair was random and was crying softly.
Rehearsed...
Angk...
Say us at the same time. We immediately hugged tightly, plus sobs.we were swept away, in endless pain.
‘’ Rat, Vito Rat ‘’ isak Anggi, his voice faltered
‘’Vito, Vito Why Not? ‘’ I stared hard
‘’ Vitto, has died huhuhu ‘’ his tears broke again.
It was like I had a lightning strike on my head, my head was heavy, my head was about to explode.I didn't hear wrong, that Vito was dead. What was said by Anggi was just nonsense, but Anggi cried wriggling. He did not stop crying at all. And Vito lay unconscious, with a pale face.
I looked up, but still my tears fell uncontrollably.