PELLET THE MIDWIFE

PELLET THE MIDWIFE
Chapter 31. Thrashings



"What's that money for, Raka?" Entin sounded panicked when he heard his son's request on the phone.


Raka asked her mother for money with no small amount. What the man was after was the rice field of the mother. A relic of the grandfather, the only property owned by the widow woman.


"Sell the fields, Mom!" Raka continued to persuade with her heartwarming voice making the mother's heart weaken.


"But it's Raka's only Mother's treasure" Entin replies.


"Mother take it easy, Raka is building a business, later if it works Raka will buy a wider rice field than his mother now!"


"You're sure your efforts will work, Ka?" Entin was still hesitant because as long as his son wandered into the city, the young man never sent a large amount of money, just enough.


"Related, Mom. You don't believe in Raka?"


"Come on, I believe. Well, tomorrow I'll see Agus."


Agus is a land broker in sumbersari village.


"Puspa piye? Wes met?"


Entin began to ask the news of the child from Ningrum.


"No idea, Mom. He said it like he was swallowed by the earth. That's why I need a lot of money for my business, aboute Puspa take away my savings, Mom," Raka began to make up a new story.


"Opo Iyo, Puspa like that, Ka?" Entin seemed to not believe the words of his son. Puspa has always been well known in his village. Although his profession as a saweran singer, but Puspa never cheated let alone take something that is not his right.


"Mom don't believe the same, Raka?" asked Raka in a disappointed tone.


"Bukane ngunu, but as far as Puspa's mother is concerned, is not such a girl,"


"But the proof is that, ma'am."


"Yo wes, I believe. Later if the land has been sold I'll tell you yes,"


entin said at the end of his conversation with the prince.


"Come, Mom. Raka wait."


Opening a business is just Raka's wits. He was in need of the money to replace the money he had spent.


Mami gave a month to find Puspa, but Until now Raka has not found him. He had to sell his mother's land in the village to replace the money.


"Who are you talking to, honey?" ask the woman who is now struggling on Raka's shoulder.


"There is, you don't need to know," replied Raka while menoel chin women who are none other than Andin.


"Ih, flirtatious ah," he said spoiled.


Since the departure of Puspa, the relationship between Raka and Andin is getting closer. Once Raka drove Andin to a mami entertainment house. However, Mami does not want to pay high because Andin is not a new player.


Surprisingly, knowing Andin's profession as a night woman, Raka is still willing to have a romantic relationship with the woman.


Meanwhile, in the village of Entin was confused to contact Agus. With a heavy heart he took off the rice fields left by his parents for the sake of the son. If Entin knew how Raka was doing in the city, he could bury his son alive in the same ground.


"I want a high price, Mas. Sawahku is still good for rice cultivation," Entin told Agus.


"Yo we can only follow the market price to, Yu. if the price is too high, yo ga will be bought," replied Agus with a flexible.


"Yo wes, it's up to Mas Agus how good," Entin finally resigned.


At Eka's shop, the women were gossiping. It just so happened that Ningrum also came there to buy some groceries.


"When his son worked in the city already decades lo, but kok yo Sampek selling land. Emange kerjane did not produce opo results?" said one of the mothers.


"Let's say he hasn't made it, wong kemaren just go home on an old model motorcycle, even still good to have my son," replied another woman.


"Again sopo to, Mothers?" Ningrum was curious and joined them.


"You don't know, Rum. the Entin your ball is going to sell the land,"


"Eh Iki piye's mother? Si Ningrum is again satru same Entin yo must not know the news of him. Ha ha ha ha."


The women instead laughed at the condition of Ningrum and Entin's already tenuous friendship.


"Here, it's up to you Mom. I'm not going home, I'm going to cook!" Ningrum passed by leaving the stall on his motorbike.


Throughout the journey Ningrum's mind could not escape from Entin. He knew very well how that rice field meant to his best friend.


Arriving at Ningrum in front of the Entin shop, the woman first put her groceries into the motorcycle seat so as not to be caught Entin if he had been shopping at another shop.


"Entin!" Ningrum called Raka's mother in his distinctive voice.


"The opo? Is there any need for you to come here? Don't you go shopping at Bu Eka's shop now?"


it's useless Ningrum hid the groceries he bought from their shop, because it turns out that Entin already knew he often shop there.


"Opo really you want to sell Entin rice fields?" Ningrum was straight at the point.


"Loh opo your business Karo my land? Don't tell me you want to owe!" entin said sarcastically.


Until now the woman has not been able to forgive Puspa and his mother.


but he doesn't know the real truth yet.


"It's so Entin. I know you love that land so much because it's the legacy of your parents, cook want you to sell Ntin? You're not nyesel?"


Ningrum tried to remind his best friend before it was too late and he ended up regretting it.


"You want to know why I sold my father's estate, Rum?"


"Emange why?" tanya Ningrum seriously.


"It's all because of your wedok son (Your woman)! He took away Raka's savings, so now my son needs capital for his business" Entin Ninyir said.


"The opo? why bring Puspa to? By the way, if your son doesn't have a job in town, he's unemployed?" Ningrum started to get emotional because Entin always blamed Puspa.


"The opo? by the way, no more ripping your mouth off!" Entin is no less emotional.


Unable to suppress his emotions anymore, Entin came forward and attacked Ningrum. Unprepared for Entin's sudden attack, Ningrum did not have the time to dodge as the woman grabbed his hair.


" Find this!" entin said as he continued to grab Ningrum's unraveled hair.


Not to be outdone, Ningrum also retaliated by grabbing Entin's hair which was in a state of disarray because the woman had just shampooed.


"Why do you keep blaming my son? Basically your child is useless!" Ningrum grabbed hard Entin's hair in a wet state.


the two women looked like two little children fighting over a toy. Picking and swearing each other.


the sound of shouting and mockery from both of them also invited the attention of the surrounding residents.


"You guys are Iki opo to? wes off!" One of the residents tried to break up, but the others cheered loudly.


"Patch on Entin! "


"Ojo want to lose Rum!" say the other one.


Because no one wanted to budge, and stop the action, a resident finally called RT sir.


"You guys are koyok boy!" Mr. RT's voice boomed among the crowd.


"Wes ... loose! Do you want me to take you to the village office?" threaten RT sir.


"You're off, Entin!" ningrum Pinta.


"Emoh, you first!" Entin refused because he did not believe Ningrum's remark.


"Yo wes, let's go to the village office!" Mr. RT started threatening again because they still no one wants to budge.


"Ojo, Sir! Wes Iki I took off," said Ningrum as he removed his hand from Entin's hair. Entin did the same.


"Wes disperse!" the decree of RT sir is directly obeyed by the citizens. They also did not want to be brought to the village office as he said the man in glasses.


"You guys, you're so embarrassed!" mr. RT nagged the two women in front of him like a child.


"Entin, Sir. Which began," Ningrum blamed Entin. "Ye, you're the one who visited me first. Use insulting my son again," replied Entin did not accept.


"It's over!" Mr. RT's voice boomed, it seemed like he was tired of seeing the quarrel of the two widows before him. "Ningrum, home!" Mr. RT pointed towards Ningrum. Instantly the woman did not step straight into the gas.


"You too, Entin, go in! Not ashamed of what a spectacle citizens?" Mr. RT's nagging gaze turned on Entin. "Yo, sir," said Entin as he entered his stall.


"Can I have a stroke like this. Already at home in omeli bojo (wife), outside must ngadepi rondo gelud (Janda quarrel). Patience .. patience!" The man returned to the house while grumbling and stroking the chest.