The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder

Chapter 57: The Change

"At first, Mr. Zul!"

"Well! Is Zay really working here?"

Zayan nodded.

"Alhamdulillah. Mercifully. Congratulations, Mas. Later in the day to my shop. I'd like to buy Mas Zay."

"Well, don't bother, sir. I should've bought it, sir." Then the two men talked familiarly. The warm atmosphere.

Different atmosphere, with Mesha who was already standing in front of his house. He looked at the house with all his longing. However, he was still hesitant to step inside. Until the moment Bagas came out of his house.

"Nwamma? Cha!" The man called his name to convince himself.

"Yes, Father. It's Echa." Mesha sobbed and fell to his knees before his father.

"Wake, Nduk! Wake up!" Bagas held the shoulder of the daughter he missed so much, then hugged her.

"I'm sorry Echa, Father." Tangis Mesha broke out in the arms of the middle-aged man.

Mesha's tears were heavy as he saw his mother lying helplessly in her bed. The woman looked pale and thin. His eyes are still closed. Infusion hose stuck on the woman's wrist.

"Gusty God! Mother ... Mother ... Forgive Echa." Mesha sobbed while kissing the back of Mayang's hand.

Mayang opened his eyes when he heard Mesha's voice which he was very hopeful of coming.

"Nwbt ... Cha! My daughter!"

"Yes, Mom. It's Echa. What happened until you got this way?" Still sobbing, Mesha gently rubbed his mother's hand.

"You're finally home, Nduk ...." Mayang smiled.

Mayang was able to sit, with painstaking, Mesha fed the woman. Although eating slowly, but a lot of food that has been swallowed. Bagas left for the office when a nurse arrived. The man hugged Mesha and asked him not to go anywhere else when he came home later.

"So, where have you been all this time, Nduk? In that town, Mom. With a family willing to take Echa."

"You must be suffering, Nduk. Forgive me for not being able to do anything."

"The wrong Echa, ma'am."

"You're not going anywhere anymore, are you?"

Mesha.

Mayang fell asleep again after taking the medicine. The nurse came home after replacing the infusion placed on Mayang's hand. He told Mesha to contact him if the clear liquid in the bottle was running out.

Mayang clasped Mesha's hand tightly even though his eyes were closed. It was as if he was afraid of being abandoned again by the princess.

After Mayang really good. Mesha walked towards his room. He opened a room full of bad memories. Without being ordered, the clear furrows in the corners of his eyes slowly fell down. He couldn't, and then moved away from that place.

Mesha kept his promise, he waited until Bagas came home from his workplace.

"So, you're going back to the two men's house, Nduk?"

"Only when the shop opens, sir. That's also if you and Mom allow."

"You're old enough, Nduk. It's up to you. But pity your mother."

"Yes, Sir. Echa will keep mom until she recovers."

A few days after Mesha's departure, Sri felt lonely. Although the daughter of one of his neighbors helped in the stall. It felt different when Mesha was still around.

"Mom, this is Mas Zay. I'm taking him to eat at our shop. This afternoon."

Sri was surprised, she immediately stood up from her seat. Replying to Zayan's hand.

"Eh, oh. I-yes. I'm sorry, I didn't hear that, Mom."

Zayan smiled politely and sat down where Zulkifli was welcoming. His eyes looked around. He saw a girl serving a customer. However, it did not seem to be the girl he had once seen.

"Oh, so."

"There was an interesting story when we decided to treat the girl like a child ourselves, Mas." Sri chimed while carrying a plate containing rice and side dishes.

"So .. is she a widow?"

Zulkifli and Sri nodded simultaneously.

"But all her husbands haven't touched her."

"Oh ...."

Actually, Zayan is not very interested in the story of other women. However, hearing the story told by the husband and wife, it is interesting. Especially with a mystical story that envelops the life of the girl.

"But yes it is .. If a woman with such a curse, can only live happily when her husband is seven. But does anyone want to?" Zulkifli.

"There is nothing impossible in this world, Mr. Zul. Everything's been going according to the line that's been set, right, sir?"

"Yes, Mas. Our familiarity also occurs because of things that humans sometimes consider beyond reason."

That afternoon, Zayan gave a good impression on the couple. He said goodbye when the break was almost over. Then cover for a moment to the large Mosque while walking back to the office.

After believing the mother had begun to recover, Mesha took the woman to Sri's shop. Bagas has complied with the request to buy a motorcycle for him. It made it easy for him to go wherever he wanted.

Before heading to Sri's stall, Mesha steers her motorbike to her late husband's house. Sakha. After the bike stopped at a simple house, he and his mother got off the bike.

Ningsih's eyes glazed over as she looked at who was visiting her house. He sobbed as Mesha insisted on apologizing before him.

"Sorry all along, Mesha was such a coward, Mom."

"Don't! Don't talk like that, Nduk. I've let Tole go. It's not your fault either."

"But, Ma'am ...."

"The curse? Ndak, it's not on your will either."

Mayang who had been silent listening, sobbing. That made Ningsih confused.

"Thank you, Jeng," he told Ningsih, briefly.

It was almost afternoon when Mayang and Mesha arrived at a food stall. Mayang looked around. While Sri who had seen the arrival of Mesha, immediately greeted him with a longing embrace.

"If Miss Mayang allows, of course."

"I'm following the Fatty, Ms. Sri. Thank you for taking care of my daughter."

"Ah, that's nothing. Fatty presence, makes me feel like I have a daughter back."

"I'm glad to hear it."

"But I can't pay Fat with a lot of money."

Mesha smiles.

"No problem, Mom. I was fed well. Enough."

Mesha and Mayang arrive home as the Sun is about to set. Mayang was amazed when he saw Mesha wearing a mukena, when the Maghreb's azan had reverberated. Bagas was no less surprised. He even gawked. During this time, the two of them had not paid much attention to her daughter's change.

"Mother and Father why? I think I'll see a ghost again" said Mesha.

"Over this time, we've also been negligent, Nduk. Letting you, not getting too close to that."

"Then, come on, Mom and Dad!"

Instantly, Bagas and Mayang looked at each other.

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