The Decile Mr Doctor

Arriving in East Java

Julio arrived at Nga_njuk at about seven in the morning. It wasn't Andhara that he called to ask for an address. The mother he called. Not because not sure if the wife bar – barnya it knows the address of pakde's house. But he wanted to give a little surprise to his wife with his arrival.

“ Eh, my mother's daughter-in-law has arrived. “ said mother Komsah when she saw the son-in-law down from the motor ojol in front of the yard of the house pakde.

Julio smiled, after giving the money for his ojol fare, he immediately met his mother and greeted her in-laws. “ How are you, mom ? “ tanyanya.

“ Thank God, good mother. “ sahut mom. “ How yourself, keg ? “ continued. Now it is not Andhara that he calls entong. But the son-in-law. He said, the important thing now he can be right – right call the boy – lakinya the entong. Even if it's only a daughter-in-law.

“ Thank God, Julio healthy mom. “

“ How was it ? Not a stray, right ? “ ask mom.

“ No, mak. Alhamdulillahot. It was right from the station, directly look for ojol, coincidentally ojolnya seemed to know the same pakde. “ Julio replied.

“ Sopo mbak ? “ ask a woman almost the same age as Komsah's mother.

“ Uh, this is my mantuku. “ replied mother.

The woman came out of the house. He narrowed his eyes. “ Ngganteng mantu. Wah, Dhara fortunately okeh iki. “ he said.

Komsah's mother smiled, followed by Julio who only understood a little of the woman's words.

“ My son sing pinter golek bojo. “ sahut mom who also can speak Javanese even though with a slightly strange accent.

“ Tong, knowin, this is Dhara's trunk. Bulek Ida his name. “ know the mother. Julio then reached out his hand to greet Ida's bull.

“ Assalamu’alaikum, bulek. “ saya Julio.

“ Waalaikum greetings. “ replied bulek Ida friendly.

“ Koyo artist yo mbak. Koyo sing ning movie – sing gawene movies at watch my son. Opa ngono kae nyeluke. “ he continued. (Such as an artist. As in the movie – movies that are usually watched by my son. Opa is his calling. )

“ Opa means old. Mantuku ki ijik enom. “. (My daughter-in-law is young )

“ Ih, sanes opa sing artine mbah, mbak. Opa ki artine handsome brother yen jare my son. “ Bulek Ida justifies. (Ih, not opa which means grandfather, mbak. Opa that means handsome brother if said my son ).

“ Whose name is le ? “ ask bulek Ida.

“ Julio, bulek. “ Reply Julio.

“ Oh, by kelalen mbak. (Oh, until forgetfulness mbak ) “ said bulek Ida while patting his eel.

“ Mantu kok ga mbok jak mlebu ki pie ? Mesakke teko adoh – adoh even mung in deleh njobo. “ he continued. (your daughter-in-law is not invited to enter this how ? Pity far – even just ordered outside )

“ Come in, le. “ take her.

“ Ah, yes to forgetting. Let's go tong in. This is because – because it is so bad to meet a handsome mantu. In fact so forgot not invited in. “ kelakar mother while walking into the house following her sister-in-law. And behind my mom, Julio followed.

“ Assalamu ‘ aleikum. “ greet Julio when entering the house. There looks there are some mothers – mothers who are making snacks. Maybe snacks that will be used to treat people who will teach later tonight.

“ Waalaikum greetings. “ greet mothers – mothers who are there together while turning to the direction of the voice.

Dumbfounded for a while while mouth gawking ? Seems not. They simply admired Julio's good looks in their hearts. Not until the ones who suck with drool dripping and mouth gaping.

“ Your ghost wis press to deck ? “ asked a woman who looked older than Komsah's mother. (His daughter-in-law has reached the deck ? )

The woman came from behind. He walked over to Komsah and Julio.

“ Shampoo, mbak. This is it. “ replied Komsah's mother.

“ Tong, know this budhe Yeni. He is his wife the late pakde Karno, his brother his father the Dhara. “ mother Komsah introduced.

“ Oh, assalamu’iku budhe. I am Julio, her husband Dhara. “ Julio said as she reached out her hand.

“ Julio join defend sungkawa, budhe. And sorry, Lio couldn't come yesterday with Dhara. “ he continued a little unkind.

“ Is fine – what le. You can come here, to his hut budhe, budhe is very happy. “ replied Budhe Yeni with a friendly smile.

Budhe Yeni seems to have foreseen the departure of her husband. He looks pretty fresh now. His face was not sad. Although it is still a bit swollen eyes, because yesterday budhe must have cried.

“ Da, make her husband Dhara drink. Definitely not had time to snack at the station. “ pinta budhe to his sister-in-law.

“ Nggih, mbak. “ replied bulek Ida.

“ Sekalian gawakke telo godog ning mejo mburi. Pretty kanggo ngisi weteng. “ budhe continued. (All bring boiled yam on the back table )

Bulek Ida nodded, then he immediately passed to the back.

“ Sit le. “ said budhe.

“ Yes, budhe. “ replied Julio then he put his bag on the chair. Then he sat in another chair a little far from where mother – mother lesehan was while occasionally spreading his gaze around looking for something.

“ Dhara again to the tomb pakdhe with his son Ida bulek with his son alm pakdhe. “ As know Julio's point of view, Komsah's mother says it without Julio asking.

“ Ha ? “ parrots Julio. He smiled as he scratched his non-itchy head. O .. o. .. you were found out .

“ New also did not meet a day last night, already missed aja. “ goda mother.

“ Ah, mom. “ say Julio's shy.

“ Short again, the child will also come back here. “ says good again.

“ Drinks come. “ said bulek Ida while carrying a tray, on which there is a cup of hot tea equal to a plate of boiled yams.

“ Sorry, but I forgot to ask. What would Julio drink. So, the original boulek for tea. “

“ Is fine – what bulek. Just tea. “ Julio replied with a smile, and quickly took out a tray from Ida's bullek hand and placed it on the table.

“ Later after drinking, you mengingan istresak aja in his room Lega firstborn budhe. “ said budhe.

“ Yes. You must have been tired all night on the train. If it's Dhara, get it in Ida's bulek house. While you rest here. Later that night let Dhara take him to Ida's bulek house. “ clearly mother and Julio nodded.

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