Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong

Chapter 7. Bak Artist Into the Village

The existence of Steady who lay on a stretcher successfully made the villagers link their views towards him. Those who are mostly mothers who are drying rice also took the time to approach Prasojo and Parmin to find out what really happened. Not only the group of mothers who are struggling with grain clothesline, but, the fathers who had just sharpened the sickle were also willing to ignore the sharp object just to be able to find out what really happened to the young man lying on the stretcher.

"Loh, loh, what's up, sir? Why did Prasojo and Parmin call someone?"

A father who only wore a black color and fought on his chest* seemed so curious to see Kukuh who was stretchered. Therefore, having not had time to wear clothes, the man hurriedly approached Prasojo and Parmin. Maybe he was afraid if he missed the hot news about the young man on the stretcher.

"Sir, let me bring this Steady boy to my house first. For what really happens tomorrow night or maybe the day after tomorrow please Mr and other residents gather in the pendopo. There we will both listen to the story of Mr. Kukuh himself about what he experienced. For now, let kak Kukuh rest his body first while restoring his strength. Look, he looks so helpless."

Wisely, Prasojo tried to give understanding to one of his citizens. It's nothing, Prasojo only worried that if once he responded to the question of its citizens, it would certainly appear various other questions until finally Kukuh can not immediately rest.

The gathered citizens could only throw one another a glance. Indeed, they are very impatient to know what happened to the figure of the young man who was on the stretcher. The young man whose face looks so handsome is typical of Middle Eastern people. With a thin sideburn that adorns the face as if to be its own attraction. Makes no one look bored.

"Oh well then sir. Tomorrow I will invite some residents to come to the pendopo. I'm really curious what happened to this young man."

"Pak Prasojo if you need rice, vegetables, or anything can come directly to me. I will give to be able to help the handsome young man, so that he can feel at home in our village."

Prasojo was so keen to see the enthusiasm of the citizens who were so eager to help Kukuh. They even seemed to be very welcome with the man. Although the lives of citizens are so simple even tend to be mediocre but a sense of empathy for others and their social spirit looks so obvious.

I don't know what makes them so welcome, maybe because of the face of the young man who is too handsome. It could be that if the Steady face under the word standard, will not be as enthusiastic as this they welcome the arrival of Steady. It is true that everywhere a handsome and beautiful face can really make forget the land for the connoisseur. Hihi hihihi is just like the story writer. 😄

"Thank you so much for your kindness, ma'am. Later as long as I need something, I'll come straight to Sampeyan's house."

In the end, Kukuh arrived at the terrace of Prasojo's house. Slowly he was lowered from the stretcher and placed on a chair of bamboo on the terrace.

"I'm sorry to go home, sir. I'm afraid Heru has arrived home."

Lingga who had walked behind Prasojo's back and Parmin resigned. Without feeling the day has crawled into the afternoon. That means that it has been too long the distance between him coming home from selling jamu to his residence. She was only worried that her husband had gone home and did not find himself in the house.

"Okay Ndhuk, be careful. Steady boy leave it here to get treatment."

"Yes sir."

Linga turned body. He swung his legs to quickly leave the Prasojo residence. But three steps suddenly...

"Linga, thank you very much. Come here often to see me."

The phallus can only smile knots without nodding or shaking. The woman quickly left Prasojo's house.

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