Ngumbara Love

Part 14 To the tomb

As per the agreement, this morning Andhra, Farid, Dara and not to miss the little Rafka's henchman in the bonceng by his father with a special tool. They went to the grave of Grandfather Sulah together.

Suluh's grandfather was the one who helped Andhra when he was drifting in the river.

Continued part(4-5) when Andhra drifted in the river because of the act of Hasma.

Flashbacks

Grandpa Sulah

Slowly Andhra opened her eyes, she looked around, there were only two rooms. A very simple house, with woven bamboo walls, roofed forty-five years of black tile. The twenty-four-square-meter house contains a wooden shelf with three plates and four glasses on it, there is also a long bench and a table in the middle of the room.

Andhra turned to one more room covered in a curtain on her door. Andhra then looked around again with a slight movement of his head, there was a simple furnace that was pitch black smoke still billowing, as it had just been used. On it was a black colored pot as well.

There was no one there. He tried to get up, but his body felt very stiff, achy, his waist and legs numb, difficult to move.

"Angger's up, huh?"

The old man came from outside with a bunch of bananas on his shoulders. Approaching Andhra, and helping her, sat down.

"Sa.sa... Yeah, where is it?"

Still unfamiliar with his new place. He recalled a glance, he was carried away by the flood current back then. Then looked at him again the figure of a man, beside him. Men who have been udzur, but, this man looks fresh fit. The black peci that turned brown, added to the impression of his wibawa.

"Angger's in the shack, grandpa! anger was found in the river, because no one knows angger, so, there's no harm in grandfather bringing it here."

"Thank you, grandpa."

"Drink this, ngger to make his body more powerful."

Pouring a glass containing a brownish-red drink. Wedang ginger sugar palm it also feels refreshing in the body. The coldness that Andhra felt turned warm, he sipped it slowly.

"Whose Angger's name?"

Taking the glass Andhra offered, the drink was gone in an instant. The old man smiled.

"Feed first yeah, I'll get it."

"Sorry troublesome, cake! If you can tell, whose grandfather's name is?"

"Citizens here used to call me Grandpa Sulah." Smiling at Andhra. The grandfather continued his activity, took banana leaves, put on a plate, then poured hot porridge on the stove. Grandpa Suluh shaded brown sugar, and sprinkled it over the grits.

"Here you eat, Angger while it's still warm."

Andhra noticed the foreign food in front of her.

"Thank you, grandpa. But, can I wear clothes first?" Andhra realized that she was only covered in gloves.

"It's wearing, Ngger!" Handing over a life-size shirt with Andhra.

"Well, you're the same age as my granddaughter! now eat it." Kekek Suluh waited for Andhra to eat his food.

"You're like you never eat, Angger." Chuckling at his voraciously voracious look, Andhra ate. The heat of the porridge did not seem to deter Andhra from continuing to bribe.

"Have a son, cake!I never eat anything like this.  What is this food called?"

Grandfather Sulah frowned, his old netra scoured every inch of Andhra's face.

'There is a different aura from the face, this child, who is he?' inner grandpa.

"That's called grits." Andhra stopped chewing, scrutinizing the food closely. "Where are you from, Ngger?" Andhra was astonished by this grandfather's reply which asked him his origin.

From village X, grandpa. Reveal the porridge which is two spoons.

"Quite far away you're drifting, Ngger."

"If from there, why don't you know this food? And why did it get washed away here?"

"I'm only seven months there, Grandpa! I was at the math olympics, but the bad guy found me, and chased me until I got lost here, cake."

"Unfortunately, I never saw, you were there only inhabited by a few people."

"Did you go there often?"

"Yes, usually often, but the last six months, I haven't been there. Age factor bias."

" Where is Grandpa going?" Grandfather who had arrived at the door also turned his head.

"Take the firewood, you calm down here first. If you want to clean yourself, there is a well behind the house, and the room is for prayer." He pointed at the room behind the curtain, before stepping his foot, and disappeared behind the door.

After how many minutes.

Slowly Andhra woke up from her sleep. The demands of nature make him have to walk out of the house. His magnificent home is back in memory. His life used to be so perfect with so much treasure and so much affection. But the look on his face changed as the happy mansion turned into the hell of his mother's death. A place where her mother was forced to leave the world.

"Mother, I'm going to be so strong that I can avenge." His teeth snapped and his hands clenched.

If anyone asks, who is the bad guy? the bad guy is, the good guy who gets hurt. Isn't that. Every human being is born holy and good. But, everything changes when, he is depressed, humiliated, for not getting justice, they try to create justice themselves.

Sometimes some try to accept and survive reality. But what is power, humans are equipped with passions that always invite turn. Have you ever heard a story, if the greatest war is to fight against lust. Andhra suppresses her lust to prepare for revenge by staying alive.

Andhra tried to get out of bed. All his body felt sore and sore. On his thigh was a white cloth. There was pain if it was used to support his body. The cloth on the thigh turned red. Andhra sat back in bed. This pain was not comparable to the pain of losing her mother.

At the same time, the door was pushed from the outside. Grandpa Sulah has returned with firewood on his shoulders.

"Angger, are you awake?"

"Where are you going?" Andhra tried to wake up.

"I want to pee, cake!"

"Alright, grandpa help yuk!" Stretched his hand.

"Thank you, grandpa. But I can do it myself."

Trying to stand up again. His forehead feels stinging.

Kekek Suluh smiled just to let Andhra try herself. He crept through the wall to reach the door.

"You remind me of someone!" Murmured grandpa Suluh. Not yet reached the well, Andhra had already collapsed first.

"Here, grandpa help!"

"I can do it, cake!"

'I must be strong in order to achieve my goals.'

"It's not time to be stubborn, Ngger!"

Grabbed Andhra's body and led her to a bamboo booth near the well. The room looks clean even though it is simple. Black stone lined up neatly as a ceramic replacement base. A large barrel is made of soil as a container of water. And in the corner there's a squat closet.

Very different from Andhra's life a few months ago. Even now, he has no family anymore. Bad memories are also alternately running around in memory. There were no tears running down her cheeks.

"But lang kok nangis."

Read the grandfather when he entered to put the sarong as a substitute for Andhra sarong which was exposed to blood.

"Angger whisuh o kono let's pray."

(So, wait first, then pray)

"It's a change of bandages, you!" Hand over the white scroll to Andhra.

Patiently, Grandfather Suluh waited for Andhra to complete his ritual. After all, Andhra led him to the only room in the little house. Room which is only two times two three square meters. The room was very clean well maintained, there was one window that was still closed, next to it was a buffer made of wood, on top of which were several thick books, one hanging prayer beads, one black peci, and one more hajj and one more has a closet in the corner, I don't know what it's got.

Grandpa Suluh widened two prayer rugs.

"Angger, can you pray, right?"

"Can, grandpa!"

Andhra's tears didn't come back. Remember when he and his parents together fulfill the obligation. Andhra immediately wiped away her tears. He also prayed in a sitting position."

Flashback end

Andhra wiped away the tears as fast as lightning. The memories are so perfectly embedded in the memories. Every time he was in trouble, this was the place he came to. Grandpa Suluh's tomb. People who have helped him in the past. Helped him from the shackles of living thorns that almost took his life.

TB

don't forget to leave a trail okay!