Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong

Chapter 79. Arrive in Jogja

Lingga enjoys the atmosphere of the city of Jogja that looks so beautiful at night. City lights seem lined up illuminating the paved streets that are seen starting to stretch and quiet. The woman was endlessly staring in amazement because after all, this was her first experience going all the way out of town.

"What a beautiful dog, Ling? The atmosphere is completely different. It feels so calm."

Ambar, a woman of the age of Lingga who has just met the Linga but has appeared so close. During the journey they told each other about their daily lives. Coming from an adjacent city and having a background in life that is not much different, making Ambar and Lingga more familiar faster. No wonder if during his time in Jogja later the two do not want to be far apart from each other.

"Yes. When I was a child, my father promised to take me for a walk in this city. I can't believe that today all this is happening, even though there are no accompanying fathers."

Spotlight eyes Linga looks glare far ahead. Remembering the father who once promised to take him to Jogja to see the panorama of Mount Merapi. Not far from the habits of the father who incidentally a climber, which he promised was also not far related to the mountain.

"People's way of life no one knows Ling. Even to set foot in this city alone I never expected, Ling."

Linga nodded her head in agreement with Ambar's words. This way of life was also never expected at all. Being a widow at a young age and suddenly being in this city.

"That once Am, I guess forever I just sell jamu gendong while traveling around the village. But it turns out that the lifeline writes something different. That means I have to be more excited to be successful than ever."

"Yes Ling, what you said is all true. As long as we are always excited and unyielding, I believe in this city we can improve the quality of life even though we are only widows."

Linga smiled bitterly when she heard the word of the widow spoken by Ambar. It turns out that marrying Heru only leads her to a status that is considered one-eyed by the people out there. Lucky at that time there was a young man named Bayu who could slightly reduce his pain after being divorced.

Linga gasped when she suddenly remembered the figure of a young man named Banyu. A young man who hard-earned he forgot but unfortunately always his mind was fixed on the young man. No doubt, the shadow of Banyu's figure was still spoiled in his mind.

The Lingga daydream was a little piqued when I could hear the boisterous sound of other passengers shouting that they had arrived in front of a building in the form of a large house. Lingga circulates the view around and the car he was riding had stopped right in the courtyard of this large house. He was sure that this house would be his residence as long as he took this training.

The phallus and the others began to descend one by one. They took turns to take each other's bags and stood in front of this house. A limasan-shaped building that is thick with Javanese ornaments. Around it there are also trees. Like mango trees, guava, rambutan and jackfruit. It can be ascertained if during the day the atmosphere of this house is so shady and beautiful.

"Please pay attention to everyone. Inside are eight rooms available. Each room can be filled by two people. For anyone who will occupy the room, that's all we leave to you. You can choose a roommate you already know during the trip. Remember, every morning at half-eight, you have to prepare because I will come here to pick you up and then go to the factory. Understood?"

"Understand Sir!"

"All right then. Now please come in and have a good rest."

Linga stared at the clingy building of this limasan-shaped house. He smiled meaningfully as if looking at his bright future in this city.

Kulo nuwun... Be good friends with me. Which will later be a witness to my success journey. Linga, spirit!!!

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