MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
EPISODE 7: THE ROSO BULEK
Bulek Roso used to pray five times at a musala near his home. Usually the priest in the musala is Ustad Andi. Bulek Roso lives alone because Paklek Dirman her husband has died long enough and Bulek Roso chose not to marry again. Their only child was married and followed her husband to another village.
Last afternoon Bulek Roso went nelayat to his iron relatives. There were some neighbors with him. That's why Bulek Roso can't help with Laras' body. Bulek Roso is among the people who are reared in the hamlet of Pomegranate. He is not an alumni of the boarding school, but he is light-handed. In the past, when Hajah Maemunah, his mother Ustad Andi was still alive, Bulek Roso was often invited to take care of the body of a woman by him, so that Bulek Roso became knowledgeable and skilled in taking care of the bodies if there are women who died in the hamlet of Pomegranate.
"Mrs Goddess ... I'm sorry I couldn't take care of Laras' body this afternoon. Actually not because I want to call the besan family in the next village. Not ... if I can condition it. But I was afraid of being told by other mothers. I live here alone. If I was shunned by the neighbors. I'll bother myself later. Forgive me Laras ...," Bulek Roso suddenly said to himself inwardly.
Bulek Roso wudu in the bathroom musala as usual. I don't know why he felt bad tonight. Moreover, it is near the time of Isha prayer, but not a single neighbor who came to the musala, including Ustad Andi.
"Where are these people, anyway? Did they know at the house of Miss Dewi? I think a little neighbor of the sink who joined tahlilan. At least it's Ustad Andi. Gimana ngak, the wong Ustad Andi was very close to Laras. It's just like dating" Bulek Roso thought.
"Who?" bulek Roso shouted as he felt a shadow passing behind him. After being found, there was no one. Bulek Roso walked from the bathroom to the musala. The bathroom of the musala is approximately five meters away.
After being in the musala, Bulek Roso immediately put up his long mukena and then sat down while reciting. The activity was deliberately done while waiting for the arrival of other neighbors.
Long enough to be in the musala, no neighbors come to pray. Bulek Roso felt that he had waited too long for their arrival and it seemed that Azan Isya had been heard from the next hamlet that echoed to where he was.
Bulek Roso decided to pray Munfarid only. After the prayer, he thought only of it. Until he finished, no neighbors came. Bulek Roso had guessed the reason his neighbors there was no one to pray Isya outside because there were new dead people. So they're afraid of Laras being a ghost. Bulek Roso smiled to himself imagining it.
"There are these people. At least they did not pray Isha in musala for fear of meeting the demitnya Laras. Dead man yes wes dead. I don't think about being the demit of all" Bulek Roso thought.
Bulek Roso closed all puntu musala with his energy that was not young anymore. After he finished he immediately walked towards his house by pinching the bottom of his face.
"Who is that, standing under a tree? Is she Ma'am Jefri who wants to follow Isya prayer, but late? If the size of his body, anyway, looks very similar to Bu Jefri. Hhhhh .. understand, my eyes are old, so it's not so clear to see the nights," thought Bulek Roso as he walked rather hastily towards that white-clad figure who happened to be standing under the tree he was about to pass through.
"Mom Jefri! Praying Isha at the musala, huh? Huh! Late sampean! I prayed Isha alone. No neighbors came. Ustad Andi seems to have not returned from tahlilan at the house of Bu Dewi," cerocos Bulek Roso without pause.
The person Bu Jefri thought by Bulek Roso did not reply. He stood on his back to Bulek Roso. The closer Bulek Roso approached the more convinced that the person was not wearing face like he thought. Except wearing another white cloth. Bulek Roso whose eyes were a bit blurry was still coming to the person because it was the only way to get to his house.
Bulek Roso was finally at a fairly close distance to the person. Less than five meters.
"Mom Jefri!" he shouted once more while standing up not daring to approach the person. The person called does not answer. This time Bulek Roso is convinced that the man is not Bu Jefri.
"Who are you standing there?" bulek Roso asked as he rubbed his eyes. The sound of crickets dominates any sound in that place. There was no one else but the two of them there. The house is located a bit far away and is in a condition of all cover.
The white figure turned around and faced towards Bulek Roso. Bulek Roso was surprised because what appeared in front of him turned out to be Laras, his neighbor who had just died this afternoon.
"Oh God!!!!" Bulek Roso spontaneously read the prayers and his body fell down in shock. In an instant the figure of Laras vanished from the woman's sight, but the tightness in Bulek Roso's chest was still not gone.
Bulek Roso's breathing faltered. His scream was only in his throat. The condition of his body that was old enough did not allow to experience such shock. Cold sweat poured out from all over his body. Blood flow is flowing faster. Bulek Roso continued to pray that he would be given the strength to walk to his home.
With all the rest of his courage and strength finally Bulek Roso found his strength back to be able to walk to his home. As soon as he arrived at his house he hurriedly closed the door tightly and immediately entered his private room. He hoped that Laras' ghost would not follow him to the room. Otherwise, he could die of fear from it. Bulek Roso the luxury that he wears. He felt safe sleeping using the face at that time.
"Come on, I'm sorry, Nduk. How did you become such a mediator, Nduk? What things have you not accomplished in this world until you have floated like this? O Allah .. may Laras rest in peace soon," said Bulek Roso prayer while closing his eyes with a very strong fear.
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