Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong

Chapter 28. Little Story

"Can I leave now, Mom? I'm really worried about Linga!"

With slightly wet hair, Banyu came out from inside the bathroom. The water that was still stuck to his face made the young man look much more handsome. The thin sideburns that were left to simply decorate the face even made the handsome of the young man increase many times. It was no wonder that the typical face of a Middle Eastern person was clearly imprinted inside the look of the young man.

Maryati who was sitting on the spring dining chair got up from her position while carrying a plate and approached Banyu.

"Fill your stomach first Le, after that we'll pick up Lingga."

"But I'm worried if anything happens to the Linga, ma'am."

"Calm down Le, the Linga will be fine. Since long ago, she was famous for being a tough and independent woman. Can stand on his own feet without resting on the man who should be living him."

Maryati's words made Banyu frown. He reached for the plate extended by Maryati and sat on a chair to immediately enjoy the dishes served.

"Mom, is it true that Lingga already has a husband?"

Banyu put one mouthful of food in his mouth. He was very curious about the story about the Linga, and now he wanted to extract information about the woman.

"Yes Le, Lingga already has a husband. Five months ago he married Heru" said Maryati, sifting through cayenne pepper, and she threw away the stems to keep them in the refrigerator.

"What does Lingga's husband do, Mom? How to let his wife sell jamu?" banyu continued getting curious.

Maryati sniffed her shoulders as a bit of a fad that she did not really understand what Heru's job was. "Let's go, I don't know for sure what Heri's job is. He just hangs out every day at the substation on the border of the village. The one close to Lingga's old man's house that was currently occupied by Ningrum, her brother."

Banyu only nodded his head as a sign of understanding. "That's it, Mom. But why yes, I feel a little awkward with the daily life of Lingga's husband. I also feel Linga is unhappy with her marriage."

After saying that, Banyu suddenly shook his head. Somehow it comes from where the prejudice came from, but if you remember the face of the Lingga who helped his tribe last night, the woman seems to hold a sadness that no one wants to know. Yes the woman's face seemed to emit a real aura of sadness.

"Mom doesn't understand, either. Clearly, the Lingga was an independent woman figure. Already since adolescence she was forged by circumstances to become a tough woman. Not surprisingly, at this time, he tried desperately to meet all the needs of his life. That's what makes you proud."

Banyu seemed to dissolve in the story told by Maryati. As if to be a plus point for him, in such an age there is still a figure of a tough woman who tries to stand on her own feet even though she already has a husband.

Banyu grew increasingly dissolved in his own mind. He really did not understand, since meeting the figure of Lingga in another dimension, he felt so enamored of the charm possessed by the woman. His desire to seize the Lingga from the husband seemed to be getting hotter.

Don't copy the viewers. This is just one of the bad sides of a creature named man who is being captivated by the charm of one's wife. Hihi hihihihi if you want to cornering, through a third of the night.. Don't pass dukun😂

Maryati put some vegetables in the refrigerator and sat down next to Banyu. "Oh yes Le, I heard you asked the Father and some residents to dig the rock soil that became where you were found. What's the matter, Le?"

Banyu gulped down a glass of water as the food before him had gone toilet to then respond to what this middle-aged woman was asking for.

"This is the mandate of Mr. Lingga, ma'am. I don't know what the scriptures written by God mean. But when my tribe was trapped in another dimension, I met Mr. Lingga. He requested that the soil be dug up to find his bones. The body of him who for ten years has not been found, was buried in the ruins of a fairly high ravine."

Maryati was a little surprised to hear the story from Banyu. During this time Dirga who is the father of Lingga is famous as a mountain climber who is quite great. Since adolescence, the man has climbed the mountain several times. Therefore, the news of Dirga's disappearance while climbing really became a news that was so shocking in this village.

"Well, later after you come home from the field let him invite some citizens to execute Dirga's bones."

Banyu moved from his sitting position, he went to the kitchen to wash the former dishes he used. Not long after, he returned to the dining room.

"Mom, I said to catch up with Lingga first. I'm worried if something happens to him."

"Loh, you didn't wait for Father to come home from the field first Le? Do you know where the Lingga is? Or did I call Parmin to accompany you to the Lingga?" ask Maryati with a little surprise.

Banyu shook his head. "No need Mom. I seem to know where the Lingga is. It was my heart that seemed to direct my footsteps there."

Maryati could only be flabbergasted when she heard Banyu's words that were like a man in love. Unknowingly the middle-aged woman chuckled softly. "Well then Le, you be careful."

"Good Mom.."

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