Sacred Love Shanum

Chapter 35's

"What's wrong with you, son?" ask bi Sumi to Shanum who was washing dishes and dirty glasses after dinner.

"I've lived here long enough, I'd love to make a pilgrimage to Grandpa's grave."

" Yes, you ask for leave to the master or the madam."

"Would they give me permission to go home?"

"Let's help aunty talk."

"Thank you, Bi."

"Have you finished washing the dishes?"

"Already, Bi."

"Auntie wants help?"

"What do you want, Bi?"

"Send this milk to Madame Arimbi's room. Aunty went to the toilet from this afternoon Aunt's stomach was uncomfortable." Bi Sumi put a glass of warm milk on the tray and gave it to Shanum.

"Auntie's sick?"

"It just seems to catch a cold. It feels bloated and heartburn."

"Have you taken your medicine or not, Bi?"

"Auntie can't take medicine, aunt's body will tremble afterwards."

"I remember when I was a kid I got scraped."

"bent? Whatisit? Aunt has never heard of it."

"That's a lot, Bi. Use the same eucalyptus oil that's a coin."

"Keep diapain?"

"Usually the back and waist are scraped. After being smeared with eucalyptus oil, the coin was swiped repeatedly on the body.

"Didn't it hurt?"

"I remember a little pain, but after that my stomach ache healed. Aunty want to try?"

"Ehm .. may."

"Yes, after this aunt to my room yes," said Shanum. Bi Sumi nodded her head.

Shanum moved from the kitchen with a tray containing a glass of warm milk and then walked to the room of Madame Arimbi who was near the living room.

At the same time Hannan who had just come down from the stairs passed by. Collisions are inevitable. The tray and its contents also fell on the floor.

"Ouch!" pekik Shanum's.

"Ma-ma-af-s. I didn't mean it."

"Ehm .. It's okay, Mas."

"That's for grandma, huh? Let me make a new one."

"Ah, no need, Mas. Let me do it." Shanum picked up the broken glass and placed it on a tray.

"What's this about? Why did the glass fall? You must be careless, yes" said Miss Elina who suddenly appeared in the room.

"It's not Shanum's fault, ma'am. It was me who hit him when I came down the stairs" Hannan explained.

"Quickly clean this broken glass and make a new milk! Just be careful if this glass shard reaches the feet of the inhabitants of this house!" exclaim madam Elina.

"Ehm .. Madam, …"

"I-I .. um, …"

"What's wrong? If you speak clearly."

"Ehm .. I want to ask permission to go home."

"Are you tired of working in this house?" ask Miss Elina.

"Bu-bu-not that, ma'am. I went back to the village to make a pilgrimage to the grave of my late grandfather."

"Can't! There are many jobs in this house. Who do you think will replace your job?"

"I beg you, Madam. A day ... only."

"Once can't ya can't!" asserted the madam.

"Easy, Mom. Leave a day off for Shanum. He just wanted to make a pilgrimage to his grandfather's grave" Hannan said.

"Well, since Hannan asked, I give you a day off. Tomorrow night you should be back in this house again."

"Thank you, Madam."

"Hurry up for the new milk and deliver it to the mother's room" the madam said before leaving the room.

"Alhamdulillah. Thank you, Mas Hannan for helping me."

"Ah, no problem. Oh yes, the name of the village where you live what village?"

"The village of Mekar sari, Mas."

"wait. Isn't the village the center of production of bamboo woven crafts?"

"Yes, Mas. Almost all the citizens produce woven bamboo."

"It's a coincidence."

"What's a coincidence?"

"I'm working on a thesis on local crafts and I've been wanting to visit the village for a long time. Um.... What if I take you home? I'm doing research."

"A-a-pa?"

"I'll take you home."

"No need, Mom. I can take the bus."

"Come, it doesn't feel funny if we're heading to the same place but we're riding a different vehicle."

"Ehm .. but, what if Miss Elina finds out? He could be angry."

"will not. I'm just gonna tell you that I'm doing research and observations for my thesis."

"Ehm .. okay."

"What time are we leaving?"

"After dawn, Mas. Because the journey is long enough."

"OK!"

"Yes, I made milk for Madame Arimbi first." Shanum brought a tray of broken glass and brought it to the kitchen.

The two did not realize that a pair of ears were listening to their conversation.

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