Pig Slamming

7 Returning

"Oferself! we can do a great harm." said Abah Abun in a soft voice, after he calmed down a little.

"Why is Abah?" abu Yayah asked, maybe he already knew and could guess what Mbah Abun was going to say.

"You need us to go into the abyss." replied Mbah Abun lowered his head, seen his eyes began to emit clear liquid back.

"Oh God! how can?" abu Yayah asked, looking surprised, because he did not expect it to be so bad.

Mbah Abun also began to tell about the events he had just experienced, ranging from buying buffalo from Mang Marwi until finally the buffalo fell into the abyss. "nah so Ambu story, the story goes, Abah confused Abah what else to do, our capital is up, ambuuuuuu!"

"It's okay, Abah! his capital is exhausted, the important thing is Abah survived. Fortunately, the buffalo did not have time to hurt Abah, it also made ambu happy" said Abu Yayah as he approached, then hugged her husband so tightly. Finally, they both cried together because they felt sad, their lives were always overwritten by continuous disaster. Though just his life began to rise, but as fast as lightning happiness was lost.

"This is what, why are you guys crying" asked Ranti who had just come home from her house.

"No, there's nothing, here!" said Ambu Yamah while stretching his hands, inviting his son to embrace.

Ranti who knew nothing, she just nodded and then followed what her mother ordered, finally the family hugged while crying.

"I'm sorry Abah!" said Mbah Abun staring sadly at his son.

"Sorry why?" ask Ranti who doesn't understand anything.

"Thou shalt have just been struck by a calamity.The buffalo she had just bought, fell into the abyss." replied Ambu Yayah representing her husband.

"Can't you?" tanya Nanti while frowning, she did not understand what really happened to her family.

Ambu Yamah also told the events experienced by her husband, from beginning to end.all told nothing was missed. made Ranti slightly buttoned her teeth, and, feeling annoyed with people who work as a city from the cisuren.

"If Ranti is a man !ranti hit people, masa! the effort is so, harming others." Ranti grumbled as she clenched her hands.

"Already! we all submit to the same creator, maybe this is our destiny. Ambu sure, one day our lives will be happy." said Ambu Jayah calms his son, while comforting his heart that is bitter.

*****

Since the death of the buffalo purchased from the residents of Kebon Jati. Mbah Abun returned to his former profession, taking care of his rice fields that lived one plot away.For when he wanted to become the Town again, He was very afraid to meet people like the city from cisuren, Ciuren, he avoids trouble more than he seeks trouble.

But on his return to his original profession, Abun's brain kept on spinning around looking for a way to support his family, to give happiness to two women he loved so much. until one day, after coming home from the rice fields, the, he did not go home immediately, but he went to Mang Juju's bamboo garden because before leaving for the rice field, Mbah Abun first stopped by Mang Juju's house, because before leaving for the rice field, to buy some young bamboo trees.

Finished cutting down the bamboo tree, he cut it into pieces so that when carrying it he did not have any trouble. After finishing dressing the bamboo tree he was about to bring, he raised the piece of bamboo tree to his shoulder, then went home.

"What's Abah doing?" tanya Ambu Hayah welcomed her husband's arrival.

"That will start the effort again ambu!" mbah Abun answered while opening the bamboo rope, then he took one bamboo stick, to take it to the shade. Then cut the bamboo according to the segments.

Seeing her busy husband, Ambu Yamah quickly brought drinking water, approached Mbah Abun.that's how Mbah Abun he would forget about her, when she focused on working.

"Drink first Abah! later dehydrated." cried Ambu Yamah while pouring water into a glass.

Mbah Abun just nodded, but he continued to saw the bamboo. After finishing sawing, then he took a glass filled with drinking water. then gulped it down, looks his raccoon up and down, and then sipped it, like enjoying a liquid thing that passes through it.

"If you are thirsty again! white water is very delicious." said Mbah Abun while putting back an empty glass next to him.

"Abah wants to start a business again, Abah used to learn to make intake. So Abah plans to make woven bamboo crafts, to steam rice.later the results we can sell, to connect our lives." mbah Abun.

"Oh so, yes, if we make an intake, maybe we will not meet again a bad person like the city of livestock from cisuren." responded Abu Yayah who agreed to Bah Abun's intentions.

"Yes, but scared."

"Fear why?"

"Fear later his brother, join the monyong as a form of intake."

"Ei kirain, what!" said Ambu Jayah, while pinching her husband's waist even though they are not young anymore, but the harmony of their household is maintained.

Finally Mbah Abun continued his work again, accompanied by his wife. After the bamboo was cut, then he split it. after becoming a small hemisphere. he began to slice it thinly so that the bamboo could be woven.

"Here, let Ambu dilute the bamboo of Mbah!" Ambu Jayah offered, because he was bored from just now just silently watching.

"Yes already, there take the knifepoint. later Abah taught how to thin the bamboo slices are good and right." Reply Mbah Abun who looks happy, because his wife always helps him in all the work he does.

Ambu Jayah got up from his seat, then he went to the kitchen, before long he returned with a knife, to thin the woven material.

Mbah Abun began to teach about how to thin out the wicker bamboo slices that are good and true.Ambu Yaah was initially very difficult, but after several tries, after several times, finally she was able to tidy up the bamboo slices according to what her husband had taught her.

After getting bamboo slices, Mbah Abun moved into the house.he began to unite the bamboo slices with each other. so over time the rhythm changed shape into a cone object to cook rice.

Although slowly and slowly, because of the way weaving that has forgotten, but with such a strong persistence. Finally that day Mbah Abun can complete 3 pieces of intake. after completion of making, Ambu Yamah also brought the intake to his neighbors, to offer. it turns out the response is very positive, freshly made intake, the intake of which was made, welcomed by the people of his village. And it didn't take long, it sold out.

With a very happy heart, Ambu Jayah went home to tell her husband, that his hard work paid off by the work of Mbah Abun.

Starting from that time Mbah Abun, he increasingly engaged his craft to make a soup to cook rice.The longer Mbah Abun the faster he finished his work. Initially he only got 3 intake a day, now he can make 7 to 10 woven crafts. Because in addition to him who is increasingly shrewd, his children and his wife also.they always help him in work.

But unfortunately such items are not quickly damaged. let alone the intake for Mbah abun is very strong, so it can last for years.after everyone in his village replaced his niece with a homemade Mbah Abun, he said, they don't buy anymore because their rice cooker can still be used.

*****

Told in one afternoon, as usual their families were gathering, while enjoying hot tea plus boiled cassava.

From the West, the sky began to turn golden, accompanied by the sound of tonggeret, floating sound from the direction of the garden, birds chirping on the branches of trees, told his friends, that soon it will be dark.

"Ambu, tomorrow you want to go to the village of Sukaraja, abah want to sell woven Abah craft. because the people here have changed everything, so the behavior will be long, if you wait for the rice cooker residents of Kampung here run out." bah Abun said starting the conversation that afternoon, while feeding cassava to his mouth.

"Yes Abah! Our intake is also 3 years have never been replaced, can still be used, still strong.but if you can not go far first, Abah will be on the road. the distance from Ciandam to Sukaraja is quite far, bah!" Timpal Ambu Yamah gave advice.

"No, later you want to go to the house of Abah's friend, who knows he still knows Abah" replied Mbah Abun.

"Oh so I want to go to the house of Abah's best friend, Yes already! ambu as a wife, can only pray.may the sale of Abah Laris Sweet, And Abah must remain careful not to be reunited with bad people."

"Yes ambu! Thank you for all the prayers and suggestions.may Abah's efforts smoothly return, even if only by selling woven products."

Finally they also chatted ngalor ngidul. fill a beautiful twilight, by chatting with family.