PELLET THE MIDWIFE

PELLET THE MIDWIFE
Chapters 15. The Usir of the Village.



"Detach, Mom. Puspa's not going anywhere." Raka took over Puspa's hand from the mothers. "Don't get in the way, Mas. This woman should be in the arak around the village so as to be a lesson for the girls in this village."


"I do not accept if my future wife you treat like this," said Raka while continuing to hold Puspa's hand.


"Whatchu mean? Do you know what kind of woman she is?" a woman said while looking down on Puspa.


"Puspa, the best woman I've ever met in this world, is there something wrong with that?"


The residents began to whisper, some of them did not know who the young man who was defending Puspa was.


"You who? Don't interfere in the affairs of our village!"


"He's my son, you don't know him?" Ntin stood before Raka and Puspa, as if to be a shield for the two.


"Who's Ntin?" seroang mother asked. It was only natural that they did not know because most of the citizens present were citizens whose residences were far from Ningrum's home.


Sumber sari village is the hamlet with the most number of residents in the district there. There are ten RTs in that one village. So it was only natural that they did not recognize Raka.


In contrast to Puspa, his profession as a dangdut biduan made him recognized by many people, not only the villagers of other villagers sari villagers were no strangers to the name Puspa Maharani.


"What's this?" A man with glasses broke through the crowd.


"Sir RT where to, how come? They're parading Puspa, sir." Ningrum complained while showing a face of melas.


"Blogo ... You guys are this what the fuck? Kok want to be a vigilante," Mr. RT said as he stared intently at the residents.


"So the RT sir didn't act so let us punish him" the mustachioed man spoke up.


"You're dispersed now! I'll take care of this,"


"Bener lo Sir. We don't want the woman to live in this village anymore, anyway,"


"Yes I understand."


Thank goodness RT sir came on time, otherwise I don't know until when they will continue to be there.


"What now, Puspa? I can't continue to control the people" RT said as he sipped Ningrum's coffee. Right now they were talking in the front room of Ningrum's house.


"I will grant their request, sir, " replied Puspa. There was no longer any reason for him to stay in the village, the life expectancy of the part with Fadli, all was lost. Staying will only make him more hurt. It's impossible to meet Fadli and Yasmin again.


"What do you mean, Pus?" Ningrum spoke up, he did not want to part with the only daughter of his puppet.Despite working as a midwife and often going out at night, Puspa never lived far from him.


"Let Puspa go, Ma'am." said Puspa as he held back tears. The toughest thing for him is to leave the mother, but even carrying it feels impossible.he just has no purpose to go.


"But, Pus. Where are you going? we don't even have any relatives outside this village,"


"Calm down, Bulek. Puspa will go with me," Raka switched to sitting by Ningrum's side.


"But, Ka. It's inappropriate that you stay together while you're not married" Ningrum said.


"What's? married married married? who's getting married, Mom?" Puspa was surprised by the words of his mother. The sadness he was experiencing made him not hear what Fadli had talked about with his mother this morning.


"Puspa hasn't been told, Rum. Raka will marry you, Pus. We have agreed." said Ntin greeted with a strange look from Puspa. How could they make a decision without asking him?


"But I'm not ready for another relationship, Bulek. Puspa is still traumatized," Puspa bowed as if the wound that had not dried was broken again.


"No papa, Pus. I'll wait until you're ready" Raka assured.


***


Three days after the conversation with RT sir, Puspa prepared to go to the city with Raka.


A large bag was already perched on the porch of the house, while the sound of sobs was heard inside the house.


"Don't forget to call me, Pus." Anita was crying nonstop. His friendship with Puspa has been established long enough, making it hard to let Puspa go far. "Yes, I'll call you every day" Puspa replied.


"Don't every day, I'll be bored" Anita said again. The two girls were crying and laughing at the same time, making the person present there feel haru.


Not only was Anita present, Agung also came even this time he brought his wife.


"You have to be careful, Pus. take care of yourself!" Agung gave a lot of encouragement to Puspa, all this time the man was like an older brother to Puspa.


"Yes, Mas. How are my debts?"


"Because ... At a time like this you are still thinking about debt," Great reply.


"Thank you, Mom."


Puspa departs for the city with a motorbike with Fadli, calculate-calculate save costs. As planned, Raka will help find a boarding house for Puspa.


Armed with Puspa's singing talent about to find work in the city, she is determined to be successful in proving to the citizens and also Fadli that she is not the despicable and cheap woman they accuse.


During the trip, Puspa continued to imagine the face of the mother. Even at the end of the road Ningrum continued to wave his hands, making Puspa's heart even more sliced.


'Excuse Puspa, ma'am' he murmured inwardly. Tears that have begun to dry now re-decay behind the glass of the black helmet he was wearing.


***


Puspa and Raka arrive at the city at exactly eleven in the morning. It was still quite noon to go find a place to stay for Puspa. Fadli had already offered to temporarily stay in his rented property. However, Puspa refused.


The sooner she gets a better place to stay, so she does not have to live with Raka who has not officially become her husband.


Until now, Raka showed a polite and gentle attitude to her, but that did not necessarily make it easy for her to stay together, however they were both mature and normal. In the past when with Fadli things that were not wanted also happened just because of a lightning sound. It was not impossible that it would happen to him and Raka.


Enough Fadli as a valuable lesson for Puspa's life, from now on he will appreciate and take care of his own body.


After traveling around finally they found the right boarding house for Puspa. A women-only rental house located not far from the highway.


"Alright, Pus. I stay yes. If there is anything you can contact me," Raka said as she placed Puspa's large bag in front of the gate.


"Thank you very much, Ka. You have helped me a lot," Puspa looked sincerely at Raka.


"Together, we will marry later anyway so I will always be there for you."


I don't know why the wedding plan still makes Puspa doubtful. There was not the slightest taste for Raka in his heart. However, the man had already done a lot, it was certain that he would not let her down.


The building of the boarding house is worth living in, Puspa already paid for the first month. Like the usual boarding place, one room is occupied by two tenants.


"Hi, you're the new tenant?" ask the short-haired girl who is none other than Puspa's roommate. "Hi, I'm Puspa" Puspa replied as he reached out.


"Andin," the girl replied with a smile.Thank God Puspa got a friendly roommate.


"I just came from the village, do you have any workplace recommendations for me?"


Puspa did not want to delay work. Living in a city definitely costs a lot. And he didn't want to depend on Raka.


"Working place?" Andin scratched his non-itchy nape. "I also have not been able to work, Pus." the girl whose age was as good as Puspa was smiling bitterly. "That's it?" It turns out that looking for work in the city is not as easy as Puspa thought, the proof is that Andin. She has lived there for almost two months and has not had a job.


Just like Puspa, Andin also migrated from his village with the dream of improving the family economy. The difference is that Puspa was forced due to the insistence of the citizens, while Andin was forced due to family circumstances.


"Where have you got a place to stay?" anita's voice was heard in the phone. I don't know how many times the girl called Puspa, just to make sure her best friend was okay.


"Already, Nit. Thankfully, I got a good cost friend, the fate is also the same as mine are both nomads," replied Puspa.


Without feeling the day was late, chatting with Anita made Puspa a little comforted.


"It's late, Nit. I hung up on you."


Puspa ended the call in haste when he heard a knock on the door from outside the room. "Why did you knock on the door? he had the key, though," Puspa muttered as he headed towards the door.


"Hi ... Whoo!" Andin stood in the doorway smiling at Puspa, something strange with her eyes red. Puspa was confused by Andin's condition. "Why are you, Ndin?" tanya Puspa was worried. "I'm not papa, why me?" Andin began to fuss, Puspa carrying the body of the girl because she was not strong to stand alone.


"You drunk, Ndin?" tanya Puspa. From Andin's mouth there was a pungent smell of alcohol, of course the girl was drunk right now.


In the village, Puspa also often met people who were drunk while watching the stage action, so Puspa suspected it to Andin.


"Living in the city is hard, Puspa. Why did you come here?" Andin started crying. I don't know what kind of problem the little girl is facing? For sure Puspa felt sorry to see it like that.


Puspa helped take off the shoes that the girl was wearing and put them on the bed, not forgetting she also put a blanket for him.


'Yes ... God, I don't understand what path I'm on right now? Hopefully I can quickly get a job so that I can organize my life here, Puspa prayed in his heart. At times like these he remembers the Creator. Where has he been all this time?


This day, Puspa traveled around the cost to find work, but the results were nil. Since it was still new, the girl had not dared to go too far. Raka had promised to help him, but for a while he could not because of his work.


Like yesterday until late at night Andin has not returned, worried Puspa decided to wait for the girl in front of the gate. There was a sense of worry in Puspa's mind for the girl even though they had not known each other for long. Maybe because he was the only person he knew in the city after Raka.


Puspa gasped as the light from the car lights hit his face, a black luxury car was seen pulled over on the side of the road. The girl's face instantly changed when she saw someone coming down from inside the car.