MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)

EPISODE 87: GO HOME

Some afternoon, Doctor Marni finally came to Mr. Ade's room. The arrival of Doctor Marni was warmly welcomed by Ms. Nisa and Mr. Ade.

“Wah, I think you're ready to go home, nih?” seductive Doctor Marni.

“He he he .. Yes, Doc!” mr. Ade replied while throwing a smile at the senior doctor at the hospital.

“Hm .. But, this is not because of our lack of service, huh?” doctor Marni said.

“No, Doc! We are very satisfied with the service here. But, our time should be here continue?” answer Mr. Ade.

“Yes, sir. Yes already now I check the condition of the Father first, huh? Hopefully, the condition of the father is already qualified to be outpatient. Yes, if not, you should be ready to stay again for two days, yes?” doctor Marni said.

“Iya, Doc!” It was now Nisa's turn to answer.

Dr Marni also began to check blood pressure, heart rate, and the condition of Pak Ade's wounds and joints. Ms. Nisa and Mr. Ade could only hope to be anxious at that time. They can't wait to get home.

After checking all the physical condition of Mr. Ade, Mr. Ade impatiently immediately asked the results to the doctor.

“Where, Doctor? Can I go home?” ask Mr. Ade to Doctor Marni.

Dr Marni stuffed her medical equipment into the black bag she was carrying.

“Pak, After I do an examination of the Father. The wound condition has begun to close, but why is your heart rate a bit high, huh? Are you thinking of something?” ask Dr. Marni with curiosity.

“Eh, no way, Doc. Maybe it's because I just panic waiting for the results of the Doctor's examination,” Pak Ade replied lying.

“Are you sure like that? You see, if from the results of the measurement of heart rate just now, Mr like a frightened person? You're okay, right?” ask Dr Marni again because she is not sure of Mr. Ade's answer.

“Iya, Doc. I'm fine, really. I only think about the results of Doctor Marni's examination. So, I can go home now right, Doc?” rayu Pak Ade's.

Doctor Marni smiles at Mr. Ade. Then Dr. Marni turned to look at Ms. Nisa.

“It looks like you really want to go home, Mom,” said Dr. Marni.

“But, with such conditions can my husband indeed go home, Doc?” ask Miss Nisa.

“Yeah, can you come home. But, you must really maintain your eating and mental condition so that your injuries recover immediately and also other symptoms can soon subside,” replied Dr. Marni.

“Where, Mas? Doctor Marni actually still wants Mas Ade treated here to be completely cured as usual,”, Bu Nisa told her husband.

“Doctor Marni right just said that I can go home, Dik, as long as food and thoughts are taken care of completely. Isn't that right, Doc?” sahut Pak Ade's.

Miss Nisa could only smile at her husband's answer.

“Tuh right, Doc? My husband is so that's the man. How is it, Doc?” said Ms. Nisa.

Doctor Marni breathed quite a long sigh.

“Yah, you should just obey the will of Father. Rather than being forced here, it becomes stressful. So it does not heal, ” replied Doctor Marni.

“Emang is really okay, Doc, my husband is home now?” ask Miss Nisa again to convince herself.

“Well, you better be, Mom. But, I ask very help Mother to take care of the condition of the Father,” replied Doctor Marni.

“Iya, Doc Thank you very much for the help of Doctor Marni during this time,” replied Bu Nisa while looking at her husband.

Mr. Ade immediately sparkled to get a good decision from Doctor Marni.

“After I prepare the letter yes for Mother to take to the administration,”, Doctor Marni told Bu Nisa.

“Iya, Doc,” says Bu Nisa.

Dr. Marni leaves the VIP room.

“Doctor Marni is actually still thinking about your condition, Mas,” said Bu Nisa.

“Iya, I know, Dik. But I'm not strong enough to be here. I am not calm to be here,” replied Mr. Ade.

“Only if Mas Ade at home can be calm? Remember that! That man is now in danger. The spirit of Laras is eyeing us all. Especially Mas Ade!” said Ms. Nisa.

“Don't hard, Dik Later Reva listen!” reprimand Mr. Ade.

“No, Mas! Revan if he has to play the game, he will not hear anything else,” replied Bu Nisa.

Ade turned to Revan who was sitting on the carpet with his mother's phone in her hand. Revan did not react to anything other than being busy playing his Mobile button. Only then did Mr. Ade believe the words of his wife.

“Dik, I called Jatmiko. For a while we will stay at Jatmiko's house until we can exterminate the spirit of Laras,” said Mr. Ade to his wife.

“What, Mas? Why did Mas Ade not talk to me before making a decision,” protested Bu Nisa.

“We have no other choice, Sister. This is all done for our safety. We cannot live in the hamlet of Pomegranate while the spirit of Laras is still wandering. There will be no one there to help us. While if we live with Jatmiko and her mother, they both must have a way to help us from the interference of the spirit of Laras,” replied Mr. Ade trying to convince his wife.

Miss Nisa listened to her husband's words.

“Iya, Mas. I understand Mas Ade's goal is actually good. But, are we not going to trouble Jatmiko and her mother. Remember, we're all three, Mas. And you know, right? Jatmiko's house was a bit rubbed off. What if Revan needs anything?” the protest of Bu Nisa.

“That's all manageable, Dik. Jatmiko doesn't mind the three of us staying there. He's even happy to hear it. If the problem needs Revan, we can buy it as much as possible while we are still in the city,” replied Mr. Ade.

“Yes already, Mas. If according to Mas Ade it is the best decision, I just follow,” replied Bu Nisa.

“Well, so, dong!” answer Mr. Ade.

“Mas, I went to Doctor Marni's room first to take a certificate and also at the same time a prescription drug to be taken to the pharmacy. After that I went directly to the administration to take care of your return,” said Bu Nisa.

“Iya, Dik's. Careful, yes!” answer Mr. Ade.

Miss Nisa also left her husband and son both in the VIP room. He then walked to the room of Dr. Marni.

“Excuse me!!” hello Bu Nisa

“Please enter, Mom!” answer Doctor Marni

“Thank you, Doc!” sahut Bu Nisa's.

“Bu, here's the certificate and the recipe. Please take it to the pharmacy and administration section!” said Dr. Marni while sticking out two letters for Mr. Ade's wife.

“Thank you very much, Doc. Sorry if we were impressed to force you home today,” said Ms. Nisa.

“Iya, Doc. Once again I say a lot of thanks for the help of the Doctor against my husband,” said Ms. Nisa.

“Sama-Sama, Mom,” replied Doctor Marni.

After receiving a letter from Doctor Marni, Ms. Nisa went directly to the pharmacy inside the hospital to redeem the medicine. After redeeming the medicine, Ms. Nisa took care of Mr. Ade's return in the administration. There the woman paid a sum of money to pay the bill for the care of Mr. Ade while there. The hospital offered an ambulance to take Mr. Ade home. However, it was rejected by Ms. Nisa because Mr. Ade had ordered this morning to Ms. Nisa to go home to take a taxi because Mr. Ade had been able to sit for a long time. After all the administrative affairs were completed, Sister Marissa came to Pak Ade's room to remove the infusion hose installed on Pak Ade's arm. Mr. Ade got out of the hospital in a pushchair. One of the officers helped push Mr. Ade to the front yard of the hospital. At that place was waiting for a taxi car ordered by Bu Nisa to take the three of them home to Jatmiko in the village of Curah Putih.

The taxi drove at a moderate speed leaving the hospital which had given memories to Bu Nisa and Pak Ade. While in the car, Revan was still glued to his mother's cell phone.

“Where are we going, Mom?” ask the taxi driver.

“To White Curah village, Sir! Answer Miss Nisa.

Mr. Ade who sat next to him was silent while leaning his head on the back seat headrest.

“You to Mbah Darmo's grave huh, Mom? To pray for the healing of the Father?” ask the taxi driver again

“No, Sir. We're going to my husband's friend's house. Coincidentally my husband's friend is a native of White Curah village,” replied Bu Nisa.

“I go there often, Mom. To bring people who want to find healing from the disease in the tomb of Mbah Darmo. Mother to the tomb of Mbah Darmo only so that you can recover quickly,” replied the taxi driver.

“It is indeed as powerful as the tomb of Mbah Darmo that you told me about just now? How many people come there?” ask Miss Nisa.

“Well, there you go, Mom. The proof is that there are many people who I take there by using this taxi. Means many are suitable to ask for healing in Mbah Darmo's tomb, right?” answer the taxi driver.

“What is Mbah Darmo, whose tomb was saved?” asked Bu Nisa in a curious manner.

“Mbah Darmo was his father Mbah Artomoyo, a famous shaman in White Curah village in the past,” interrupted Pak Ade.

“Who else is Mbah Artomoyo?” ask Miss Nisa.

“Mbah Artomoyo is one of the names mentioned by the villagers of Curah Putih every held a show of worship to the hill dwellers in the village. I don't know what those names are either. But, while I was living there, those names must have been mentioned by the elders who were there. Including by his mother Jatmiko,” replied Mr. Ade.

“I also don't know about it all, Mom. The important thing if there are passengers who ask to take me there, yes I deliver,” said the taxi driver.

After driving for a few minutes they arrived in the village of Curah Putih. In the village of Curah Putih there are many people who perform rituals that have never been found elsewhere both in terms of ways and ritual equipment. Ms. Nisa was stunned when she saw that there was a large place of worship, but in an abandoned state.

“Loh, the place of worship is like not being treated, Mas?” asked Ms. Nisa powerless to hold back her curiosity.

“Iya, Dik's. It is said that here the majority of the population embraced a certain religion. However, since Mbah Artomoyo ruled here, little by little the community abandoned its religious teachings and preferred to pursue the shamanic world such as Mbah Artomoyo,” Pak Ade replied.

“Wah, means Mbah Artomoyo is very influential here, yes?” ask Miss Nisa.

“Very influential, Brother. Even so, because of the dedication of Mbah Artomoyo, the population to such as deify him, replied Mr. Ade.

“Wah, until it's that great, huh?” mummified Bu Nisa.

“Conon nih from the story that circulated by word of mouth, Mbah Artomoyo like that because of revenge to his lover who betrayed his love,” replied Mr. Ade.

“This magazine knows very well, the history of this village?” ask Miss Nisa.

“Ganteng-Ganteng like this, Mas kan also lived in this village, Dik!” answer Mr. Ade.

The car stopped in front of a house that was quite large. However, the type of building is still ancient. So, when viewed from the front impressed with mystical nuances. The three of them got off the taxi.

“Mas, is this really Jatmiko's home?” asked Miss Nisa like she couldn't believe it.

“Iya, Dik, right. I am still very sorry with the model of Jatmiko's house because it has not been changed both the model and the paint color,” replied Mr. Ade.

“But no one?” ask Miss Nisa.

“Maybe the guy's inside, brother. Come on, we'll be at the door!” bring Mr. Ade.

They also walked away from the taxi sedan with the help of the taxi driver. After paying the transfer fee to the taxi driver, the taxi driver immediately left.

“Thank you yes, Ms. ..” said the taxi driver because the payment was exceeded by Ms. Nisa

“Sama-Sama, Sir,” replied Bu Nisa.

Arriving in front of the door that was closed, Miss Nisa also knocked on the door made of teak wood. While Mr. Ade sat on an old chair placed on the porch.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

“Excuse me!!” shouted Bu Nisa with a hardened voice.

There is no law from inside the house.

“Mas, is Jatmiko and her mother out, huh?” ask Miss Nisa.

“You try to tap one more time, Brother. Maybe his guy took a nap!” answer Mr. Ade.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

“Excuse me!!!” Once again Bu Nisa knocked on the door with a more hardened voice than before.

Again there is no truth.

“Mas, if no one, how? Revan seems to be sleepy, Mas?” said Ms. Nisa.

Mr. Ade turned to the chair next to him. Revan was leaning his body on the back of the chair with my eyes.

“Try once again, Dik!” mr. Ade's orders.

“Iya, Mas!” sahut Bu Nisa's.

Miss Nisa p[un once again knocked on that door.

Tok Tok Tok B …

Krieeeeeeeet …

Suddenly the door that was knocked by Bu Nisa opened itself inward. Ms. Nisa and Mr. Ade were shocked for a moment.

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