SWINE TAGGED VOL.3 Eman'S Story
Chapters 20. Eman is getting more and more inferior
"Oh, Kang Dodo...! I'm very sincere, please just do whatever Akang thinks is good. I'm just annoyed with people who slander Eman, not upset with our children."
"Well, Akang also knows.but do not let you vent it to your own children, because if we do not love Eman, who else will? enough other people who insult, do not let his parents follow along" said Dodo who continues to advise his family while advising himself.
Rani was silent, she did not speak anymore with all the facts that had happened to her.that is the current state of the Mang Dodo family household, which is harvesting with calamity that continues to fall on her.
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The next morning, Mang Dodo offered his pad to Bandar, although at a cheap price he still sold it, because it was very Kepepet and very in need of money, but the results of the sale of rice were not enough, but the results of the sale of rice were not enough, Finally he caught a chicken then brought to the city and after summed up everything was still lacking.until finally Rani's precious objects are coiled on her fingers, borrowed first, and then, to meet the lack of money that must be deposited to the Hana family.
After selling some goods, the money collected was enough to compensate for Hana's necklace and earrings, although with a state of unwillingness but Dodo still handed over the money. In his heart cussing to treat disappointment, he confirmed that the money he was giving was unlucky money.
After the money was handed over, finally the business of Eman and Hana's family was finished, but the security and order of the people of Sukamaju Village was not completed there.the problem is, even though the perpetrator of the crime has been caught, the crime has been caught, there are still many news and reports that almost every night the residents of Sukamaju Village are missing. Some lost livestock, some lost fish in the pond, some lost money in the room, even until someone experienced their house demolished, many valuable objects such as lost jewelry. making Pak Kulisi who was used as a place of complaint feel confused, because he had to face criminals who like insulting him.
"Waduh....! how is this supposed to be? it's finished the matter of Hana now other affairs come unstoppable.if it happens like this there must be someone more evil than Si Eman," so muttered Mr. Kulisi's heart, heart that feels hot.because he feels insulted like someone is burning his anger.A sense of annoyance, resentment is collected to one goal, namely criminals who always lurk the peace of the people of sukamaju village.
From the basis and events that continue to happen to the people of Sukamaju Village, finally Pak Kulisi decided to invite a great deliberation with his citizens, whose contents he appealed and invited to jointly maintain the peace and comfort of the village.
After arriving with a set time, all the residents of Sukamaju Village they flocked to the village office, to participate in deliberations according to Pak Kulisi's invitation.
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh" said Mr. Kulisi who stood up, so that his citizens could see clearly who was the person who spoke.
"Waalaikumsalam Warahmatullahi Westarakatuh," replied the residents of Sukamaju Village in unison.
"By brothers, the people of Sukamaju Village whom I respect and may be glorified by Allah subhanahu wa ta'ala.on this occasion, this time, I do not need to talk at length because we all already know that our village is not okay because many thieves are disturbing the peace of our village, he said, I am sure that the citizens are better aware of the news that is in an uproar in our midst, let alone the citizens who have ever felt victimized to maintain the security and comfort of the village, he said, we do not rely too much on the officers, because it will not be monitored all, because the village of Sukamaju is quite very large. Therefore, patrols inevitably have to be held again.The head of RT, RT, have to monitor every night control to every Post, afraid there are people who do not patrol.that we must remember, our village will be no one to guard unless we ourselves guard it. to create villagers who live in peace and comfort, then we must participate in realizing that desire, namely by running, carrying out patrol duties, as much as I can convey, kalam wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."
"Waalaikumsalam Warahmatullahi Westarakatuh."
At night, it is true what is said and promised by the residents, because every patrol post looks crowded many people who guard until last night to. they consciously and patiently maintain the security of the village, he said, there are guarding the post, there are also those who go around monitoring the situation and security conditions of Sukamaju Village.The sound of batons being hit is heard by Ratok touching each other, so that the atmosphere of the village feels very crowded, so that the atmosphere of the village feels very crowded, mixed with the sound of crickets who continue to speak do not want to be silent.
trongs! trongs! trongs!
The keg! kegs! kegs!
Wake up! wakeup! wakeup!
The sound of batons being hit and shouts remind residents not to be too deep when sleeping, said by the person at home who happens to be not his duty to patrol. make the atmosphere of the night feel warm, not as scary as the previous nights.
From the moment the patrol activities began to be paid back, there were no news or reports of people losing. Because every thief who wanted to enter them was very difficult, They were afraid of being pestered by patrols who were on guard. within a week, Sukamaju Village felt safe no crime occurred.
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Elsewhere, precisely in the sand of Koja. a hill not far from the village of Sukamaju. when the atmosphere shows the time of the afternoon, because the sun is already on the top of the mountain crown, the, Maybe soon it will come down hiding behind it. the sound of floating or tonggeret sounds so melodious, sahuti with birds chirping that jump like they are looking for lodging. there were two people sitting at the root of the mahogany tree, the two were none other than Hadi and Warsa, those who are still living in the forest to hide save themselves from the evil they are doing.
"So what about us?"
"What about Warsa?" asked Hadi while glancing at it with the corner of the eye.
"Our effort! there has come a new disruption again. because it has been almost a week we can not enter the village, because many patrols are on guard. indeed Damn our fate," the Warsa fight to his best friend.
"Ah, why are you so hard Sa! Let it be, later also they get tired of patching.most importantly we do not let loosely monitor the situation and conditions. So that when others are off guard, then we have to be good at using it."
