Nyai Ronggeng Tumbal
A Plan
Obsessed with love for someone can make us do things that are very cruel even beyond reason. Many are not aware that such love only inflicts deep wounds, will even cause hatred.
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The matchmaking made Anggabaya's heart become so uncomfortable. How important it is that he himself does not know. Either this is just a plan or it's already a family deal. Anggabaya had to ask the truth of the news he got from Larasati. Deep down in his heart was a deep sense of anxiety. How not, just now he was about to approach the woman of his puja, as if broken with the news of the matchmaking.
Anggabaya never thought how could Larasati confidently say that she would be his life companion, right in front of the woman he admired since the first meeting. Damn it felt right then. Aggabaya had to figure out a way for the matchmaking to not happen. He doesn't want forced love, to marry without love is like torturing the soul. Not the purpose of a bond so that we can feel happy.
Larasati is a beautiful girl but dear Anggabaya does not save love for her. His heart has been attached to Nyai Sekar Asih, although he himself cannot be sure it is love or just admiration, what is clear from the first meeting is that there is an unusual feeling that he has never felt towards another woman.
To get rid of his mistress finally Anggabaya met Nyai Darsih in his room.
“So right delivered by Larasati about our matchmaking, Bu?”
“right, Nger. Then what do you think? I think you're old enough to get married. Larasati is also a beautiful girl and looks good. Moreover, we already know his family. You think that's something good?”
“Who's mom for?” Anggabaya breathes rough. How can a person determine happiness for himself.
“Of course for you!” Nyai Darsih stared intently at the Anggabaya's eyes. He felt that his only son looked unhappy with the matchmaking plan.
“Anggabaya doesn't love, Laras, Mom. How can we live happily with people we don't love!”
“What's the lack, Larasati, Cah Nice? Love problems by themselves will surely come also over time you are together.”
“It's this important, why don't you talk to me first. Anggabaya will live it later. Not mom or parent Barrel!” Anggabaya sitting limp on the edge of the mattress. He rubbed his face rough.
“So that means you want to disagree with this matchmaking?” Nyai Darsih approached the young man and sat down beside him. The pliers gently rub the back of the Anggabaya's hands. His beloved son looked angry.
“Sorry, Mom,” said Anggabaya slowly while nodding his head. He was unable to look at his mother. She knew her mother might be disappointed in her decision.
Nyai Darsih took a deep breath. Actually, for Nyai Darsih it does not matter Anggabaya refused this matchmaking. He will allow Anggabaya to choose a girl for himself. The problem that he fears is that the refusal of this Anggabaya will have a bad effect on the relationship of two families that have been well established for a long time. Especially if you notice Larasati likes her son. This refusal would obviously drop his pride.
“You love another girl?” Nyai Darsih wanted to ascertain what caused Anggabaya to refuse his betrothal.
Once again the handsome young man nodded confirming Nyai Darsih's words. For some reason when answering his heart was very sure to love Sekar Asih. The shadow of the dancer never escaped from his memory.
“Then what will I tell the Larasati family? There's no way mom says that you don't love Ki Demang Atmojo's daughter.”
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Nyai Sekar Asih was preparing to leave. All his belongings have been put into the pedati. Behind the window a pair of eyes looked at the ronggeng dancer with a cynical look. He is Larasati, his heart is sullen. His heart was getting heated when he saw Anggabaya approaching Sekar Asih which was already above the pedati. I don't know what they're talking about.
“You really love that young man?” Nyai Wukandari patted him on the shoulder from behind.
“Eyang!” The body of the larasati reflex turned around.
“Don't worry Eyang will help you.” Nyai Wulandari pulled Larasati's hand to follow her steps. It turned out that the Eyang had taken her to the room.
“Sit here, Cah Ayu.” Nyai Wulandari ordered Larasati to sit on a teak chair next to her.
“If the ronggeng dancer uses sneaky ways to get the heart of Anggabaya, you also have to do the same.”
“Means, Eyang?”
“The girl has a loving science, in her body planted a lot of stacking that aims to attract many men. So do not be surprised girls like ronggeng dancers are much valued by men. Especially if he has cast a spell on his target, then the man will bend his knees before him.”
Larasati tried to digest what was being explained by Eyang Wulandari. Now he only understands why Anggabaya is so interested in Sekar Asih. It turns out that the woman used the pellets. Really crafty. If it is true like that then the love of Anggabaya to him is not real. The young man was only under the influence of loving science.
“The first thing we have to do is break the pellets that belong to Anggabaya's body so that he is clean from the influence of supernatural science.”
“How?” larasati said so enthusiastically. He imagined Anggabaya would definitely fall in love with him if regardless of the influence of the pellets.
“You should get that young man's underwear!”
Larasati was shocked to hear the conditions expressed by Nyai Wulandari.
“Have not thought too much, mumpung the young man is still with the dancing ronggeng in front, this is your chance to go into the room and get his underwear. Come fast!” Nyia Wulandari patted Larasati's shoulder so that her granddaughter would immediately execute her order.
“Ba.well, Eyang.” Larasati moved from her seat. Hurry up and get out of the room. Hopefully what he will do now goes according to plan. He will do anything to make Anggabaya his, even in a sneaky way. His admiration and love for the handsome young man was so great that whenever he would not be willing to take another woman Anggabaya.
While Nyai Wulandari prepare other things as a means to ritually destroy the science of pellets. This should be done quickly, before it is too late.
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