IRENG NIRMALA CANTILE

Part 7: Mawut Market

Today ma'am Laksmi felt unwell her head was dizzy, ma'am laksmi asked nirmala to replace her shopping in the market. Market location is quite far from omah panti about 45 minutes walk. Its name is “MAWUT” MARKET that is how people name it because the mawut market is never empty of visitors. Mawut market is flanked by two villages, in that time not many people have a store like now so everyone must come to the market for shopping. At first nirmala refused because during this time nirmala never went out of the house, especially with the condition of her face that sorry can be said to be defective he did not want to be the center of attention. Not to mention if he gets scorned’an from the people, nirmala is not ready for it yet. But nirmala could not refuse the request of bu laksmi because the condition of bu laksmi is not healthy and only herself in the home of the oldest age. Ms. Laksmi gave a note of anything that should be bought, after which nirmala rushed to the market.

Nirmala covered her head with a black hood, she walked down to avoid people from seeing her face. Unexpectedly the uncomfortable feeling long ago began to fade, nirmala enjoyed her new activities until her eyes were turned toward the florist.

“Sinok arep tuku kembang, monggo teseh suegerrr iki kembange”.(Adek want to buy flowers, please still fresh flowers).

“Mbah niki kembang nopo geh?”.(This is a flower huh)

“Iki genenge cantile flower, nanging cantile siji iki udu cantile carelessly”.(this is the name of cantile flower, but this cantile is not an arbitrary cantile).

Nirmala fell down there was someone next to her, out of nowhere and from when she was beside nirmala.

There is something strange, nirmala looking around that was a bustling hustle of people bargaining, laughing, or just chatting suddenly felt silent. Nirmala seems to be in another dimension.There is only a nirmala and a stranger next to nirmala. What's going on ???? Shortly after the florist clapped his hands, everything returned to normal, and the stranger smiled with a grin.

“Nok, ojo ngalamun ilok” rack.(Deck don't ngalamak good)

“Ning peken kuwi isine ora mung menungso, iso wae sing ketok rack ning kene”.((In the market there are not only humans, it could not be seen here).

“Mbah koyok can nggeh”.(As usual, grandma)

Nirmala went away from strangers and florists, not wanting anything stranger if she lingered there. The strange feeling re-emerged, like someone was following nirmala neck nirmala felt cold every now and then nirmala stopped to just make sure if no one was following her. Nirmala quickened her footsteps to get home. Arriving at the home omah nirmala back to ascertain whether he was really followed or just his feelings. Strange near the tree as if seeing a stranger he met in the market. The stranger smiled as he nodded to Nirmala.

“Your staff wes bali, ngopo ngadek mbegeg ning lawing”.(You want to go home, why are you standing at the door).

“Emmm anu buk, ono sing ngadek ning kono kae mandengi nirmala”.(Emmmm it's buk, someone's standing there ngeliatin nirmala).

“Ahhhh ndak no one, wes ayok mlebu ojo lali wisuh”. (Ahhh no one, have entered do not forget to wash your feet).

“But buk, kae...”.

Ms. Laksmi pulled nirmala's hand to enter the house immediately. Didn't mom Laksmi see what nirmala saw??. Nirmala rushed to the well to wash her hands and feet, she also washed her face. “hmmmm fresh once”.Nirmala was still wondering who the stranger really was, why he was so horrible.

It was getting dark nirmala could never fall asleep there was a feeling of uneasiness but I don't know what made nirmala become this restless. Every time he tried to close his eyes the stranger's face always appeared. Nirmala tried to throw away her mind from the stranger, she had to go to sleep because tomorrow morning she had to go to the market. The rough routine has now been given bu laksmi to nirmala and I don't know why nirmala agreed. The clock shows at 01:00 in the morning nirmala woke up from her sleep, sweat sweat sweat pouring from her forehead nirmala chest pain, pain once it feels like someone is pressing. Nirmala grabbed the jug and poured the contents of the jug into the glass to drink it until it ran out. Bu Laksmi deliberately provides a jug of water in every room so that children who wake up because of thirst do not need to go to the kitchen.