The Lecturer Jadul is my husband

DJIS 62

The roar of the car engine was heard splitting the slippery and muddy road. The sky still looks dark covered in black clouds, raindrops are still down wetting the reddish muddy soil that protrudes due to the runoff of vehicles that pass.

Rama was forced to stop the speed of his car because of the sound of a cell phone that has since rang. Calmly the square-shaped object he took from the top of the car dashboard.

"Assalamualaikum what's going on Dul?"

"I'm on the road to the project."

"By the way, I'm pulling over."

"Package?"

"What name? Really for Karin?".

"It's disgusting how do you mean Dul?"

"Send me a picture of her in my wa."

"Well you three got the same package?"

"This is serious for Karin? But why go to the ones who accept you? Why not go to my father-in-law's house?"

"Yes, you keep it as evidence, you will say the same about this, let him follow who the sender is."

Rama keeps the phone on top of the dashboard with mixed feelings. Starting from a nameless flower bouquet and now a mysterious package delivery for Karin is even more disgusting than the bouquet of flowers that Karin had received before.

Rama mijit his temple that feels twitching suddenly, why at a time like this it is a heavy problem that comes suddenly. Will Karin be surprised to find out the new reality that her three best friends receive?.

While in a minimalist classic style house, Miftah, Dani, and Abdul are vomiting in the back area of the house after a few minutes ago they simultaneously opened a package containing dead mice with fresh blood. 

Agam who just came because getting information from Rama went directly to the garden area behind the house which was covered by a high barrier wall.

Agam saw three boxes of packages containing dead mice with fresh blood. Agam closed his eyes tightly while sighing repeatedly. Agam went back inside the house and left the three boxes still lying on the green grass.

Dani and Miftah enter the house and scramble the bathroom to clean up the rest of their vomit. 

"In my room there." Tell Agam who walks while wearing hand shirts. Dani went straight up to Agam's room without a ba-bi-bu. 

"Dul, here first." Call Agam to his cousin's sister.

"Object me mas, gilo.j***** wong gendeng seng send package." Omel Abdul's.

"Yo wes, dadi cameraman wae, reneo." Tell Agam. Abdul according to him, although his stomach still feels nauseous.

"When did you receive this package?" Ask Agam.

"So morning."

"If the others?"

"yesterday afternoon he said, but they received it from the girl courier." 

"Lha you?"

"Curier guy."

Agam was silent to the explanation of his cousin's sister. As Rama told me some time later when Karin first received a bouquet of flowers to finally receive a mysterious package that is very disgusting. 

"What is the same thing with you? Who should receive the package on behalf of Karin why should you accept?" Ask Agam 

"Lha iku why we are confused, we do not know anything about this why should we be terrorized?" Abdul Timpal.

"Sunday is the type of person who is free of gold, he does not really like close female friends because of the average bucket mouth. On campus, we were the only three men who could get along with Karin." Sahut Abdul's.

"You were the first pictures and sent the evidence to Rama, the ashes were thrown away and the tomb was an innocent mouse under the tree there, so be a waiter." Agam's decree pointed to one mahogany tree in the corner of his property.

"Oh yeah, don't forget the video." Said Agam reminded. Then Agam went into the house.

Abdul just sat down while covering his nose and staring at the horror of seeing three mice that died drenched in blood. 

"Emang we were wrong what the same thing that sent Lo here kus-ratus. Lo sent specifically for Karin why should we have to accept? Inevitably I have to demand the same reply that hurt Lo to death like this. You savage human." Abdul muttered in annoyance.

After waiting for some time, Rama finally received a message from Abdul and read it immediately. Rama only massaged his chest when he saw a short video that Abdul sent. 

"Is this Satria? That one bastard hasn't disturbed my life and his own parents." Inner Rama growled one hand hitting the steering wheel.

With a feeling of annoyance mixed, Rama drove his vehicle until it reached the destination. 

Sprawling and verdant rice fields dotted his sense of sight, Rama got out of the car and walked slowly towards the two men sitting in the hall.

"Excuse me, ask sir." 

"Where did mas come from?

"I am from Jakarta, want to ask directions to the location of the xxx project in the village yyy where?"

"Oh mas has arrived, but the location of the project is still far to there, pass the path, mas is in charge of the project?"

"Yes sir."

"Then let me deliver, we have to report first to the village head and officers, do you want to stay here?"

"It seems like only two days I'm here sir, there will be people from the company who handle the project when I get home." Said Rama. The old man in the typical peasant dress nodded in understanding.

Rama walked down the path using the farmer's motorbike earlier. Along the way to the project site is a vast expanse of rice fields and gardens.

"What is the usual project vehicle passing this road sir?"

"No mas, they pass another path through to the project area. Was it going west, huh?" 

"Yes sir, I'm passing west, I think it's faster because there's a shortcut, it's wrong hehe."

"We have arrived at the site of the construction of a bridge project that connects two villages, if for the construction of schools there mas." The farmer pointed towards the hallway.

"Through that path?" Rama asked following the direction of the man beside him.

"Yes sir, about a hundred meters from here." 

Rama saw by paying attention to the surrounding area which is still in the form of rice fields and plantation residents. The distance between one house and another house is indeed quite far spread by rice fields.

"The main commodity of the people here in addition to rice products and chocolate gardens, is there anything else?" Ask Rama.

"The main commodity of our village is only this sir, we will sell the harvest directly to the besiegers and the rest we save for our own needs."

"What's the sale value enough sir?"

"If in terms of price range yes up and down sir, so we do not sell all but we save a little to be sold to other villages or to other cities."

"Oh so." Rama replied understandingly.