The House in the Middle of Sawah

Meeting back with him

I immediately entered the house following Mbah Ginah. Mbah Ginah smiled looking at my fear. Once inside the house, Mbah Ginah was immediately greeted by dozens or maybe dozens of cats who immediately crowded to welcome his master. Mbah Ginah House consists of a living room, where I stand measuring maybe about 4 x 5 meters. There are 2 rooms covered by dark green mosquito nets. Maybe it was a room or maybe a kitchen. The lighting of this house uses petromax lamps hanging right in the middle of the room. The spider nests are seen rolling in every corner of the room made of woven bamboo.

"Monggo please sit down" Mbah Ginah invited me to sit down. I nodded in agreement. In the corner of the room is available a chair made of rattan woven. A round table in front of me with a box on it was made of shabby wood that had no idea what it contained.

Mbah ginah sat before me. The cats kept her, huddled around Mbah Ginah. Some were struggling spoiled on the shoulders, most alternately stroking sniffing and licking the legs of Mbah Ginah who dangled on the floor. A black cat sits on a table. Noiseless, unmoved, just silently staring at me with wild eyes.

" Mbah?" I opened my voice.

"What?" Mbah Ginah opened the box on the table. It turned out to contain betel and kinang equipment.

"This . . .what place is Mbah?," I asked doubtfully. Mbah Ginah chuckled, wrapped the njet (s betel lime) with betel leaves then stuffed into his mouth, rubbed the rub into a row of blackened teeth, until finally the teeth look flushed from the results of the host. People call it the dream brother (spit in red).

"Lha iki genah omahku ngono you lee (this is clearly in my house you know Nak)," Mbah Ginah still chuckles mockingly. I was confused by my own question, finally just scratching my head.

" My Iki deso. I sing dadi lurah nang kene (This is my village. I am the head of the village here)," Mbah Ginah explained, taking the bamboo container at his feet. Cuihhh . . . Mbah Ginah spit, seen a pool of deep red water in the bamboo container.

"That's sorry, ngapunten. But how did I feel I saw my deceased neighbor with my acquaintance who was also not there, why is here Mbah?," I shuddered at the gaze of Lik Jo and Mr. Ndori earlier.

" Lha pancen menungso urip nang kene ki mung I karo your crew lee cah good (indeed the humans who are here are only me and you son)," Mbah Ginah replied casually. I was struck by Mbah Ginah's reply.

"Lha who was Mbah, all the way here was a lot of people you know," I tried to argue.

"Ha ha ha . . . Kene ki kilpone soul soul sing rough, I ra need njarne perkoro kui. About ono sing luwih important," Mbah Ginah looked serious. I was still in shock and didn't think. So along the way, the person who was looking at me just now wasn't human? I got great goosebumps. I'm sure I've gotten into a place I shouldn't have gone.

"Ojo kuwatir ngono. (Don't worry about it to) Kowe maeng I sing ngajak rene, dadi am safe (You were the one who ngajak, so safe) Not ono sing will not bother kowe, kowe, there will be no ono sing wani against me," Mbah Ginah chuckled once more.

"Not critani. So sejatine weak sing mbok grill pomahan kae podho karo lak nang kene. Weak sing sacred. Mbiyen omahmu kae lee, iku ono kali. Kali iku saben every Friday mallm kliwon tolu must be attended by sesajen kanggo respecting sing wes manggon nang kono luwih disik. (Actually the land you occupy for the house is the same as the land here. Sacred land. There used to be a small river. Every Friday night the tolu kliwon are always given offerings to pay homage to the creatures who have already settled there)," Mbah Ginah paused for a moment, re-applying her kin on the teeth.

"But end e, source e banyu sing mili nang kali kui asat. Kali ne dead. Njur in urug, processed rice fields. Well, karo buyutmu biyen isen e kono kui moved nggon ora nang kono. Weak kono digawe padhang, timid nggo nyambut gawe, farming. Nanging suwene suwe, isen isen e kono podho want a weak backfill e, call e. Late yo ngono kui, uripmu, your family, ora serene kabeh (But finally, the source of water flowing into the river dies. The river is dead too. The land is turned into rice fields. Then your same great-grandfather the creature that was there was moved. The land is made bright to make it easy to farm. But as time went on, the creature again asked for the land where he lived. And finally your life and your family are not calm)," Mbah Ginah again spit out his "hole.

What Mbah Ginah explained was exactly the same as my dream when I was in the hospital. So the figure of the person dressed all in black came to ask for his residence.

"It's not a problem e. Sejatine your weak Iku yo wes in pageri nang mbah your great-grandfather mbiyen. Kui angel penetrated karo bongso bongso ngonok an. Nanging ono siji sing teko moro rono strong. Duwe grudge nang your family. Revenge sing hereditary. Jlalahno dekne nemu container manungso sing suitable (That's not the case. Actually your land has been fenced with your great-grandmother in the past. It cannot be penetrated by the nation as well. But then came a strong figure. Have a hereditary grudge against your family. And it just so happened to be a suitable container)," Mbah Ginah sighed, looking heavy telling this.

"Who is the vengeful Mbah with my family? What's wrong with us?" I squeezed my hand on the table, somehow my heart riled.

"Name Narsih. He's a grudge as well as a seneng karo sliramu Lee. Revenge sing digowo awit first descendant sing tripe alas village, yaitu marang Mbah great mbah greatu mbiyen. Mbiyen dekne rung nemu container, sak iki dekne nemu container sing suitable, sing sarujuk, suitable karo karepe (Dendam brought the first lineage to open the village, revenge on your great-grandmother's mbah. In the past he had not found the container, and now he had found the right container, there was a match with the container itself)," Mbah Ginah threw out her kin.

"Who is the container Mbah?," I asked to confirm, even though I already had a guess about it.

"Not fuck e. Nduukk, gawakne tea. (Not calling e. Nduk bring tea)," Mbah Ginah turned to one of the rooms, then shouted a little to bring tea.

A few moments later the mosquito net of one of the rooms was revealed. A girl came out from there carrying a tray containing 2 cups of tea. The girl is . . . Febi.

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Brother Mbak yu all

Sorry as big as it is

In chapter 95 yesterday it seems I said that RTS will end 3 chapters again. In fact, 3 chapters have not finished yet

It turns out that after I wrote it, it still needs a few more chapters to complete this RTS.

Please forgive yes, there is no intention to lie.

And because the end of this is quite busy with work, the update is somewhat interrupted.

Thanks to those who have read.

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