Nyai Ronggeng Tumbal
The Hurt
Unrequited love is painful, capable of inflicting wounds that become hate. We must realize that love cannot be forced.
“Larasati!”
“Eh, Eyang Puteri,” said Larasati while wiping her tears that almost escaped the corner of the eye.
The middle-aged woman who was none other than Grandma Larasati gently rubbed the granddaughter's back.
“Everyone out there is happy, why are you here looking sad.”
“Mmm..anu, Eyang, Laras are sleepy. Laras is no longer sad, Eyang.”
“Never want to lose and give up, try if you want to have it.”
“Eh, mean, Which one?” Larasati tried to hide it.
“The young man is sympathetic to a girl, because indeed the girl has an incredible aura of allure that anyone can melt in front of her. But you don't worry, you know what to do.” After finishing talking the woman who still looks fresh in the end left Larasati.
The girl in red was still digesting her speech earlier. Is it possible that the Eyang knows his feelings for Anggabaya. Then who is that girl who has such an incredible aura of allurement?. So many questions in his head.
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In his room, the tall-looking young man could not close his eyes at all, from earlier his body just rolled left and right. Uneasily.
In the mind of Anggabaya there is only Sekar Asih. That ronggeng dancer really made his heart go bad. Finally he got out of bed, got out
In the mind of Anggabaya there is only Sekar Asih. That ronggeng dancer really made his heart go bad. Finally he got up from his bed, went out to the toilet, purified himself with ablution. He held his prayer and performed the penitent prayer of several rakaats. He felt he had sinned because he thought of things he should not have thought of. After that he did a long dhikr in order to always get inner calm. As his teacher often said, one way to remember God is to think a lot, and with a lot of remembrance of God your heart will be calm.
Either because it was already sleepy, Anggabaya fell asleep on his prayer mat with his hands still holding the prayer beads. In his sleep Anggabaya dreamed he saw Nyai Sekar Asih walking into the forest. From behind he followed her while shouting the name of Sekar Asih. But the woman continued to walk further and further into the forest. The Ronggeng Dancer was at the door of a cave and stopped his steps. Sekar Asih momentarily turned his body looking towards Anggabaya who was walking towards him. He smiled and waved to the young man. Suddenly something vague in form pulled Sekar Asih quickly into the cave. Anggabaya shouted calling his name.
On top of the prayer mat Anggabaya shivered, cold sweat soaked his body. The knocks on the door of his room did not make him wake up from sleep, but the sun had appeared. Nyai Darsih who was worried because there was no answer from inside the room finally opened the door of the room that was indeed unlocked. Not playing shocked himself when the body of Anggabaya shivered violently, seen sweat wet his forehead. Nyai Darsih gegas fingered the child's forehead alone the puppet. The tubular temperature's hot.
Nyai Darsih came out to inform the state of Anggabaya to the host. Demang Atmojo and his wife checked the state of Anggabaya. Two courtiers were ordered to move the young man's body onto the bed.
“Calm down, Nyai, soon the healer will come,” said Demang Atmojo after a while ago told the courtier to call a healer immediately.
While waiting for Nyai Darsih compressing the forehead Anggabaya to reduce the effect of thuggish on his body. The young man's face was pale.
Before long a healer came and immediately checked the condition of Anggabaya. After examining him, the doctor said Anggabaya was fine, there was nothing to worry about, he just needed to rest and drink the potion he prescribed.
“Biar, Laras who take care of Anggabaya, Bu,” said Larasati, offering help to Nyai Darsih who is changing the compress water.
“No need, Cah Ayu, later even troublesome.”
“It's okay, it's Romo ” Larasati ask for his parents' approval.
“Yah already, let Laras keep Anggabaya here. Later if there is nothing just say the same, Romo. Let Nyai we should have breakfast, my wife Nyimas Ningrum has prepared a special dish for us. Breakfast for Anggabaya so that later directly brought into the room.”
“Nyai Sekar..” In his sleep Anggabaya mentioned the name of a woman.
Hearing that, of course, Larasati was so shocked mixed with disappointment. More than five times the yellow-skinned young man continued to call out the name Nyai Sekar Asih. It felt like he was eager to slap the sick young man's cheek in order to come to his senses and not mention the name. But his intention was impossible for him to do. Instead of slapping the cheek of the Anggabaya, Larasati instead gently stroked the young man's cheek. Larasati immediately remembered the Eyang saying that Anggabaya was interested in a woman. Not to play his surprise after realizing that the name called Anggabaya was the name of a ronggeng dancer who was hired by Romonya.
This is impossible! Larasati is still trying not to justify his conjecture. For him it is impossible for someone like Anggabaya to fall in love with a ronggeng dancer who is not a common secret to have a dark side. It could have been the name of another woman, but who?.
Slowly Anggabaya's eyes opened, because it felt like something cold was seeping through the sidelines of his eyelashes. It turns out that the water comes from the compress. The larasati who saw it quickly rubbed the soft water that fell onto the eyelids of the Anggabaya with a dry cloth.
Seeing that there was a Larasati in front of him, Anggabaya tried to get up. But Larasati's hand restrained his shoulder to keep the Anggabaya in position.
“Kangmas Anggabaya should take plenty of rest,” says gentle Larasati. Although a jealous fire raged in his chest but he had to try to hold it. She should still look to be a sweet girl in front of Anggabaya.
“Kangmas, eat well, let Laras the bribe.” The lentic-eyed girl picked up a plate filled with food on a small table on the edge of the bed.
“Not necessary, thanks. I can eat by myself.” Anggabaya again raised half his body into a sitting position. He felt his head a little dizzy.
“During, Kangmas is sick, Laras who gets orders to look after and take care of, Kangmas.” Larasati put on a smile on her lips.
“Can I request drinking water.”
Quickly Larasati grabbed the glass and filled it with water from inside the jug, then handed it to Anggabaya. The water in the glass was immediately drunk. His throat feels very dry. The empty glass was handed back to Larasati.
“Kangmas, eat well. After eating and drinking medicinal herbs that were made by the healer.” Larasati thrust a spoon of rice and side dishes towards the mouth of Anggabaya.
“Let me eat alone.” Anggabaya took the plate held by Larasati.
The little-eyed girl noticed the Anggabaya who put a mouthful of food into her mouth. His heart had always been happy to be close to that handsome young man.
“Why not spend?” said Larasati when seeing Anggabaya put a plate that still contains food.
“My stomach feels full, it feels unable to spend everything.”
“Now, Kangmas is taking medicine well!”
“Let me drink by myself later. My stomach feels nauseous. I was afraid that when I drank the potion it made me vomit. Sorry Larasati, I want to rest, can you leave me alone.” Actually Anggabaya audah felt uncomfortable from earlier alone in the room with the girl, even though the door in the condition of the room was open.
Of course, the speech of Anggabaya made the anger that had subsided now reappeared. His heart is hot again. He still wants to linger with the Anggabaya. But the young man's attitude really disappointed him. He took a deep breath, facing Anggabaya should be patient do not be provoked emotions. The young man may be getting away from him.
Eventually Larasati left Anggabaya alone in her room. Without anyone knowing it turned out Nyai Sekar Asih who was next to the Anggabaya room eavesdropped on their conversation from behind a wooden bulkhead as a room divider. At first he was just curious when there was a commotion next to his room, he deliberately stole his hearing to find out what was going on in Anggabaya's room. Until Anggabaya who mentioned his name over and over again so clearly heard. Nyai sekar Asih leaning against the wooden wall. Holding his chest which somehow felt palpitating. Why did the young man mention his name over and over again.
Seriate...
