Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong

Chapter 91. Bound Promises

"Eh Mas, stop, stop!'

A woman in clothes filled with bling-bling that made glare for anyone who passed by, was a little surprised when she saw a familiar young man in her vision. She who was in the car immediately asked the driver who was none other than her own husband to stop the speed of his vehicle. He went down and approached the young man.

"You?" ningrum screeched as he saw Banyu coming out of the courtyard of the house occupied by Lingga.

Netra Banyu narrowed when exposed to bling-bling luster that came from sequins in the clothes worn by Ningrum.

"What's Ning?" banyu asked casually as he watched the car driven by Ningrum. The young man's lips can only be made gaping wide when he sees the appearance of this car.

Jeez ... What car is this? Why is this car driven by Ningrum mounted sticker with a picture of genderuwo and snake? Not maen, it's terrible gaess. If it is like this, it is certain that no thief or begal approached. Their guts can certainly shrink first to see a genderuwo figure like this.

"What are you doing at Lingga's house? Have you not been out of this village long? How come it suddenly appears again?" tanya Ningrum wanted to know.

"I didn't do anything. I was just looking for a breath of fresh air by walking around the village. Bored, one more month in town." Banyu again circled his gaze behind the wheel, seeing Heru still sitting there. "I see now that you're a rich man, Ning? What kind of work does it do?"

"Hahahaha .. that's obvious. Currently, Ningrum and Heru had become the richest people in this village. Ningrum who is famous as the golden lord, landlord, and paddy master," said the woman with an echoing laughter. Not to forget, he moved his arms until the crimping sounds typical of sellers of satay madura also echoed.

"What's? Landlord?" banyu repeated as if in disbelief.

Ningrum nodded steadily. "Yes the landlord. Almost all the land in this village that is sold, is already mine. You know the land in the corner of this village?"

Banyu's forehead was getting wrinkled inward. "Land in the corner of the village? Isn't that a cemetery?"

"Well, yes. I bought that land. So every citizen whose family died and was buried on that land, was obliged to pay taxes every month. Hows it? I'm rich, aren't I?"

Ckckckck ... What kind of man is this? Using the cemetery as a business. After all why would Ningrum and Heru get rich all of a sudden like this? I'm really curious.

"Hey, you're actually going to Lingga's house what's the event? You searched? If you're looking for a phallus, you'll never be able to meet because the Linga is no longer here."

Banyu woke up from his daydream. He thought there was no harm in asking Ningrum about Lingga's departure. "Where is the phallus now? Do you know anything?"

Ningrum shook his head. "I have absolutely no idea where the Linga went. You just ask Pras and Miss Mar. I'm sure they know where the phallus is."

Banyu could only pat his eel. "Alright, then I will return to Mr. Pras' house."

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The terrace of Prasojo house feels so quiet even though there are three adults who are there. The three people seemed to dissolve in each other's minds.

"Sir, Ma'am ... Do you and Mom not feel sorry for me? I really want to straighten out the misunderstanding that occurred between me and Linga. Masa pak Pras and bu Mar absolutely do not want to tell where Lingga took the training?"

The look on Banyu's face looks so sad. He even looks so frustrated. How not to be frustrated if he had persuaded the two middle-aged to tell the whereabouts of the Linga but they did not tell him at all.

Prasojo and Maryati threw eyes at each other. They are also very sorry for the misunderstanding between Lingga and Banyu. But how else, they have been bound by a promise to Lingga not to tell the existence of the woman to anyone. Banyu included.

Prasojo approached Banyu. He held the shoulder of this young man. "Once again I apologize, Le. That man who is held is his speech and promise. Father and mother had promised Lingga not to tell him where he was. So you really can't tell me."

"But sir, I am willing to bear the sins of Mr. Pras and Ms. Mar if you and my mother want to tell me where Lingga is. Let me bear his sin, sir, ma'am..."

Prasojo could only pat Banyu on the shoulder while smiling meaningfully. "Trust Le, if you are a match, Gusti will direct the footsteps of the two of you to meet."

"But if it's like this, when can I meet Lingga sir?"

"Sure, you will soon meet with the Linga."

Banyu could only throw a rough breath. Somehow he felt increasingly pessimistic to be able to meet the puja. Indonesia is very wide, yes time he had to go to one island after another to find Lingga?

Olaahhh Nyu, Nyu.. kayak gini so much your fate 😂😂😂😂

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Can Banyu find the existence of Linga??? Or did the young man give up on getting here? Hihihihi follow always the continuation of the story huh Kak😘😘😘