Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong

Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong
Chapter 83. Oath Worship




The sound of sobs filled every corner of a room measuring four times three meters. In this room appears to lie weak figure of a man whose body is only wrapped in a sarong cloth. His eyes are wide open. Look up, towards the ceiling. He was silent, doing nothing at all.


All around him already saw parents and some relatives who swarmed. They cried and some even roared to see a body that had been filled with wounds that looked rotting. All medical treatments are being sought. But still, it all did not produce satisfactory results. The more day this man's body is actually getting weaker and in the end can only lie on the bed.


It appears a man in kejawen special clothes who participated in monitoring what happened to the figure of the man who was lying. Since last night, he has been asked by the family to find out what really happened to this man. After medical and alternative treatment efforts are carried out, they also choose to do treatment through 'smart' people' what could be the disease experienced by this man is related to something that is not acceptable in common sense.


"So how is Mbah? Are there mystical things that befall Aldo, my son?"


A middle-aged woman tried to communicate with the man named Mbah Sutaji with a voice that sounded so raucous. I don't know how long he's been crying, for sure his voice seems exhausted and his eyes look so swollen.


Mbah Sutaji still stared fixed Aldo's body which only remained bone wrapped in skin while nodding his head. "Yes, he took the oath he made himself!"


Aldo's mother named Mirna can only widen the eyes. "Evote? I-I mean What's that?"


Mbah Sutaji wastes a rough breath. "There are a series of events that make Aldo get to a critical point like this. And this all happened when he climbed Slamet a few months ago."


Mirna's forehead frowned. "Wanted on the Slamet mountain. What do you mean by how? I really don't understand."


"I ask for help, call everyone who went hiking with Aldo on Slamet a few months ago. From there, we'll find the bright spot."


Mirna and her husband threw eyes at each other. Apparently, they thought the same thing. The two rushed out of the room which happened to be in the living room there were some Mapala members who were coming to visit. And among them was Anggi, who was one of Aldo's friends who went on a hike.


"Relin!" call Mirna to the girl sitting on the living room couch.


Anggi moved from his sitting position and quickly approached Mirna. "Yes Aunt, what's wrong?"


"Please contact all of your friends who were at that time climbing at Slamet Mountain. Ask them to come here right now."


"So, did after my son's friends came, and we found out what happened, Aldo was able to recover as readily as Mbah?"


Although there is a form of pessimistic, Mirna tries to remain optimistic. He could only hope that the son would be healed as he was.


Again Mbah Sutaji can only throw a rough breath. Such a thing is too heavy for him to express. But anyway, he has to keep talking.


"I cannot promise anything because all keep returning to God who holds all life in the world. However, if indeed your son's body can not survive, at least he can apologize to someone who may have indirectly also done harm. And may this man forgive all your son's faults, so as to ease what is currently holding him."


Mirna's lips trembled with her heart racing. His body seemed to weaken helplessly. He was really concerned about what this son was going through. The middle-aged woman could only look at the compassion of a human figure who might just wait for time to return to the lap of this Almighty God.


"What mistakes have you made, son? What makes your body so tormented like this?" said Mirna still staring fixedly at the face of the son.


His heart throbbed more pain when he saw Aldo's breathing that had been intermittent. Someone who is facing his death. Even his son's cheekbones seemed so prominent that they made an old impression on his face. The figure of the son who was previously so gallant with a sturdy and filled body, was now completely emaciated as if there were no lumps of meat wrapped around him.


"Tante, Banyu and Selly have arrived!"


Screeches of Anggi's voice disperse the reverie of Mirna. The middle-aged woman got up from her position and rushed to meet these two friends of her son.


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