The House in the Middle of Sawah

A betel and a keris

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Febi told me everything. A hard story to believe. A story that makes me feel guilty. I had a very bad prejudice against him. I have addressed all my hatred for him. Without ever thinking that Febi was suffering. Febi was also a victim of all these events.

"Dani, I'm sorry for everything" Febi looked down. He sat beside Mbah Ginah.

I stretched out my hand to touch the back of his hand, when the black Mbah Ginah cat who had been watching me landed his claw. Aaawwww

"I owe you an apology too, Fee. All this time I've blamed you without knowing your suffering, until you were here," I rubbed my clawed arm of a black cat.

"Uwes nduk sing arep mbok conne nang iki boy (It's finished what you want to say to this child)?," Mbah Ginah asked Febi.

"Sampun Mbah (Already Mbah)," Febi nodded at Mbah Ginah.

"Yen uwes, dang bali nang mburi (If it is soon back)," Mbah Ginah gave his order. Febi looked down, according to the advice of the owner of the house. Walk back to the kitchen.

"Fee . .," I stood up from my seat, calling Febi. Febi did not look at all

Meeooowww meoowww meeeooow

Mbah Ginah's cats were compactly staring at me, fur all over their bodies standing. All meowing down on sahutan.

"You should sit down Leee," Mbah Ginah gave the order with a flat expression.

"Now that I know all this, Mbah. What can I do?" I half yelled, annoyed at myself who did not know and could not do what.

"Ombenen teah e (drink the tea)," Mbah Ginah pointed a glass filled with tea water on a tray that Febi brought earlier.

"But Mbah, I am not thirsty" I half refused Mbah Ginah's orders.

"Ombenen e tea," Again Mbah Ginah repeated his command in a flat tone. But this time his two eyes were glaring at me.

I finally drank it a little. Tea water that tastes tasteless at first but long ago feels sweet, and soothing. I don't know what kind of tea I'm drinking, which obviously every sip makes me calm and calmer. Mbah Ginah chuckled at me.

"Bah, why did you tell me all this?," I asked again after a while.

"I don't know what your crew is (I didn't tell you what)," Mbah Ginah began to arrange, sirih and njetnya. This time he made two scrolls. One is directly fed to the mouth, the other is placed on the table.

"Many lost souls want to meet karo kowe, the one Nduk Febi was. One more time to guide you to meet me earlier," Mbah Ginah continued.

"Erni??" I remembered a figure resembling Erni who invited me to meet Mbah Ginah earlier. Mbah Ginah nodded. So it's true that that was Erni.

"Where is Erni Mbah? I would like to meet . .," I said to Mbah Ginah.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked impatiently.

"Narsih iku seneng nang your crew. About your face, your prejengan like karo mbah your great-grandfather mbiyen. Narsih nduweni kowe. Lha while Nduk Erni iku the yen barrier is left alive. Narsih not iso ndadekne Erni container e, soale dekne not duwe sensitivity koyok nduk Febi. Makane Nduk Erni iki is in danger (Narsih likes you because you are similar to your great-grandmother Mbah. Narsih wants to have you. While Nak Erni could be the obstacle. Narsih can not make Erni his container, because it does not have the sensitivity like Febi. Hence Erni was currently in danger)," Mbah Ginah explained looking at me seriously, still with her kin stuffing her mouth.

"Narsih iso nyelakai Erni neh. Spirit utowo opo wae call e, as long as not ono rogo ne not iso nyilakani marang menungsa (Spirit or whatever it is as long as there is no physical form, will be difficult to harm humans)," Mbah Ginah continued.

"What more could I do?" That question I asked again. This time I was calmer. I don't want an answer for tea anymore.

"Receive this," Mbah Ginah took a roll of betel leaf kinang at the table, then thrust it at me. I'm silent not understanding.

"Tampanen, cekelen nganggo kiwo hand (accept, hold the left hand)," Mbah Ginah gave the order. I flinched a little and then obeyed his orders.

Mbah Ginah got up from her chair, stepped slowly towards a different room with the room that Febi entered earlier. Mbah Ginah's cat looked at me cautiously. As if watching me and telling me to stay still on the spot. Moments later Mbah Ginah returned, carrying a pack of shabby white cloth. Mbah Ginah put it on the table, then opened the package. A small yellow-gold to blue keris appears without frame. A beautiful carving on the body of the keris consisting of only three curves.

"Iki ugo gawanen (Bring this too)," Mbah Ginah thrust the keris at me.

"What is all this Mbah for?" I still do not understand the purpose, purpose and function of this object in my hand.

"Meet Narsih. Uncalno reel kinang iki nang wonge. Sak bar e kui Febi will ride your crew opo sing kudu mbok lakokne (Throw the reel of kinang to Narsih's body. After that, Febi will help you what you should do)," Mbah Ginah looked at me seriously without blinking. I swallowed a few times. A little horrified to see directly with the grandmother's grandmother 'frequently know' this one.

"Where can I see Narsih Mbah?" I asked again.

"Narsih in the place where all these events began," Mbah Ginah replied with a puzzling answer.

"Why did you help me Mbah? What good is it for you to lend me this favor and this thing?" I showed you again the two objects that Mbah Ginah had given you.

I remembered my meeting with Bu Sumini's wife Lik Wo, I remembered the message.

Don't be too trusting of everything you hear and get from 'the world', because it could be a ruse to trap you.

"Ha ha ha . . . Ojo nyepelekne I'm lee. I need opo opo saka kowe. I may not like the way ne Narsih gawe perkoro karo menungsa. (Don't underestimate me. I don't need anything from you. I just don't like the way Narsih makes trouble with the human world)" Mbah Ginah laughed.

"Certainly, if the njengan can help me, why not from the beginning? Why let all this go? Why not warn Febi? Why is it only now that you've reached out to me? I've lost Mr Mbah . ., ." Without realizing my tears were dripping. Anger, sadness, helplessness haunt me.

"There's all the lines. I duwe my own role nang dunyo iki (I have my own role in this world). No ono sing iso understand everything that has been outlined (Nothing can change everything that has been outlined)," Mbah Ginah answered my question with a short answer, and flat tone. Like telling me to cut it. I pensively for a moment.

"Sak iki is up to kowe. Arep nang kene keeps coming to my son, opo lungo ko kene gek solve your problems? (Now it's up to you. Want to be here continue to be my adopted son, what goes from here to solve all the problems)," Mbah Ginah smiled. The smile that made me flinch. I woke up from my daydream.

Mbah Ginah suddenly disappeared from before me. I ran to open the door and jumped out. Slowly the land of Mbah Ginah's house building and the surrounding residents faded, disappearing into smoke. I immediately ran towards the gate, I need to get out of this place immediately. I ran as hard as I could, grasping a roll of betel kinang betel and keris wrapped in white cloth. There was a loud commotion of the laughter of the people who were mixed. It was as if all the inhabitants of this place were laughing and mocking me.