
this morning the sky was not friendly, clouds cloudy and a speck of water poured down the surface of the earth. As a result, the farmers could not go to the fields, because of the rain.
The rain here is different from the rain on other islands, here if the rain people can not go out the electric house all goes out, the article the rain falls along with thunder. Never once the rain turns on tivi or other electronic devices, very dangerous. You could have been struck by lightning.
As happened a few years ago, there is a newcomer in this village, yes about a week he has been here, the village head has warned "if you want to stay here, obey all the rules here. And when the electric rain must be turned off. do not turn on electronic goods.danger," but the newcomer did not want to hear the village chief and al result, al, during the afternoon the village was rained down and the thunder of the migrants was still desperate to turn on the electronics in the house and before long the thunder grabbed their homes until they ran out. that afternoon there was no one to help all the residents did not dare to come out because of the thunder that continued to strike outside the house and finally residents dared to leave the house when the rain had stopped.
What a pity. It teaches us never to ignore the rules in one place. If you visit somewhere else, follow the rules. Don't ignore it or nature will teach you.
Because the air is getting colder
I got my jacket, "aden, where are you going?" asked the eunuch, I turned to "where, just cold,"
"Well, where are you going, here is a cup of coffee," the eunuch sir poured a cup of coffee.
"Sir, since when did you go out to wander?," I asked and then sipped the hot coffee.
"It's been an annual aden, aden why ask that again?," while putting a glass of his coffee.
"Tomorrow to go to the house sir,
goods that yesterday have been inter eunuch sir ?"
"already aden,"
"what he said, sir," I asked curious and made the eunuch sir speechless, as if reluctant to answer. Something must have happened. "Yes sir, do not need to be answered, let me finish with tomorrow
them,"
"sorry, I dare not say it" said the eunuch.
"yes it's okay sir," I replied and then went back to sipping coffee "hahh" I threw my breath away
jengah. "sorry aden" I grabbed the glass containing the coffee and drink it again, then put it back. It seems like I have to act, if not followed they will be more and more. I stood up and grabbed the umbrella beside the door and stepped in the front room.
"Aden, where are you going?" asked the eunuch who suddenly left.
"House of the head of the hamlet," I answered, as my hand was holding the door of the eunuch sir running toward "do not aden, not now, danger. The rain has started
profusely plus thunder has begun to be heard, aden," explained Mr. Aden who looks panicked.
"no sir," immediately my hand pulled the door open and opened the umbrella, ignoring the words of the eunuch who was warning me.
"Aden. tomorrow only aden !,"
I keep walking fast no
heed the screams of the eunuch sir. "Aden,!"
My feet continued to step through the rain that began to pour. The sound of thunder had been heard several times and lightning could be clearly seen across the road. I ignored all that, I pushed the fear away to get to the destination.
The quiet streets plus the roads here are still soil mixed with grass making the road dirty and slippery.
Jederrr ! a flash struck a tree. Hasan brushed off. I stopped and walked again. Plus the distance of the house between each other is quite far because in each house has a yard.
The house of the head of the hamlet has begun to be seen. Jederrr! once again lightning was visible and almost grabbed me. I took a quick step.
Jederrr !
this time the lightning was right in front of me. Suddenly I jumped to fall. I gulped down his rough saliva, the trembling that I had held back from earlier finally peaked and immediately I ran down the shade tree because the umbrella I was carrying had vanished into the wind. It is scary when our lives are almost charred struck by lightning.
Delicious horrors.
I set my breath. Gathers
a broken piece of courage. I honestly still tremble.
The house of the head of the hamlet lives in front
eye. With determination I continued in his footsteps.
Finally I reached the courtyard of the village chief and immediately I knocked on the door.
Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok's. "Assalamu'alaikum, sir,"
I knocked on the door again because there was no word from outside.
Geck. Geck. Geck.
Chequek.
Door opens.
She ? I was a little surprised by the figure who opened the door. Our eyes could stare. "Who is coming?, '' he turned his head immediately, and the head of the hamlet was approaching. Then with a signal the head of the hamlet ordered Nafisah to leave and he immediately left.
"What is the rain here?" the hamlet chief looked at my dirty and wet appearance, well how else had it fallen. I just smiled and started to get cold.
"Come in"
immediately I followed the head of the hamlet into the house.
we are now sitting in the guest room.
"what business is it here?" asked the chief of the hamlet who looked at me questioningly and demanded an answer.
I rubbed my lens. "I want to ask about the case of my father's death," I asked directly Tampa pleasantries, and immediately the look on the head of the hamlet changed.
"Why do you ask that, it's not appropriate to talk about the dead" he said, leaving me a little stunned
"Just the day before my father died, he came here, didn't he, chief of the hamlet?," I asked again and made the head of the hamlet silent.
"He came here. I right the head of the hamlet?," asked me again
the head of the hamlet was silent and there was no intention to answer my question.
The breath came with a tray of water. Slowly he put a glass on his desk and he glanced at the face of Hasan filled with an aura of emphasis demanding an answer and glanced at the head of the hamlet that looks silent with a thousand serenity. then he left where he had read the situation poorly and soon left them.
"Drink first," the head of the hamlet as he grabbed the glass on the table. Hasan was silent, still waiting for an answer.
"Young people, it is not appropriate to ignore the words of parents, let alone refuse the dishes given," he explained calmly.
hasan grabbed a glass at the table and drank it. And put the glass back. His eyes still demanded an answer.
"Now answer me, what business has my father come to you, what are you talking about ?"
the head of the hamlet wastes his breath.
"young man, it's true your father
came here, but we didn't discuss anything, he said, that he would
move, and say goodbye,"
"where is it possible ! he said there was
ursan is important to discuss with you, where it might just say the thing
that's !"
"young man, your father is just
say goodbye here and say nothing,"
"why he could be killed
!, why did the village chief close the case ?! what actually happened, tell me.
to me !"
"young man, it's happened
old, not good to be re-edged"
not well told ?
"it's not a good thing or
no sir, it's a matter of justice. it's murder.! I need to find justice
for my father's sake, the killer must be caught !"
chief dsun speechless.sara thunder
the rumbling adds to the atmosphere becoming more and more real.
the head of the hamlet threw away his fate.
"you're as hard as your father"
" don't go too far, if you
dive too far then your life instead.that's it. yeah, that's it.
only that word can I tell you, when you come home, the rain has
stop" at the hamlet while pushing hasan out. "sir"
"i have no words for
talk again.go home." the head of the hamlet while closing the door.
"head of the hamlet, you can't
throw me away like this." while hitting the door with my hand. "I
you know you're doing everything.!"
"you're wrong young man, I'm not
know anything. Now you go. It's only a waste if you come here again.
go home and don't come here again.!"
then he left the house
hamlet head.
The head of the hamlet saw him go
leaving his house, there was a breath of regret in the village head.
"grandfather," nafisa holds
the shoulders of the head of the hamlet.The head of the hamlet stroked his breath and shook his head
"it is unfortunate the fate of the child" the head of the hamlet moved to sit in the corsi
and followed by nafisa.
"his father became a victim
that person will definitely be doomed and until someone dies, so no one will dare
talk about it and uncover the case."
"daddy knows what happened
that ?"
"as you know my grandson.
grandpa can't do anything, they always say. Don't go too far
dive or your life instead. There are some survivors
but he was like a frightened person to have to be treated in a mental hospital, he
always say, don't go too far diving or your life instead
"
"how can it be so ?"
"already, not good
talking about it is too far"
hasan came back, he opened the door
with loud. "aden,"
"aden's back," hasan
regardless of mak sanah, he immediately went into the room and slammed.
the door is hard.
agh!!! why ! why !
everyone avoid it ! why !
he shuffled his hair.
aghh !
"aden," mak sanah
knocking on the door. "aden, aden why son, same story mak"
"aden is okay ?" nope
there is a java from inside.
the eunuch approached "how
mak e,"
''gimana piye tho, look aden ndak
answer the sandari."
"wislah, ben sek, ben calm down
ndisik boy e" (let him first, let him calm down)
"worry me sir, kaet maeng
ora nyauri in the cloak" (worried I sir, the spindles were not
called in)
the eunuch sat in the chair
drinking tea, finally mak sanah approached the eunuch.
“let us know first, later if aden
had calmed down just asked slowly” pak kasim while sipping his tea
revert.
“pak e maeng nyag ngendhi,
kok tibo-tibo says and again kethok” (pak’e where tho kok suddenly
disappeared and just looked)
“Just look lading briefly”
Chequek. Hasan opened the door to his room.
“aden” hasan. Seen it
I changed clothes and dressed well.
“aden where else to go?” Ask sir
eunuchs
“home adi” while wearing a hat
black colored.
“aden, breakfast first yes, mak grabin”
hasan did not answer mak sanah he immediately sat in the dining chair. Not long mak sanah
come with a one-plate rice mebaw along with the lak,
“thank you mak” while receiving plate
from the grave and immediately eat it.
“pelan-pelannya”mak sanah pours
mineral water in the glass and then put it.
“iya mak,”
Tok,tok,tok. “pak eunuch. Mak sanah !
mac!”
Someone knocked on the door and
calling repeatedly.
“who's that mak ?”
“no aden, first look ya”
instantly mak sanah walk to the main door “ itaya bentar, bentar “ ago
open door.
“Knee. What's up ?”
“descendant head mak e, head pack
hamlet”
“ada what tho same pack head hamlet”
“village head pack brought puskesmas”
Hasan stopped that. Hamlet head
pskesmas ?.
Then he rushed after mak sanah.
“lho la kok can, ?”
“iya mak, past events
repeated again mak, the head of the hamlet got hitah”
“hus ! if you talk, don't
haphazardly !”
“real mom, now like people
nan look at kesanan”
“what's with hamlet head ?”
hasan suddenly appeared
“pak head of hamlet brought puskesmas, mak
should see him soon”
“mak, I'm coming.”
“you ndak so adi home ?”
“ndak mak, beso just”
“ya already, let's” mak sanah close
the door of the house and they rushed towards the puskesmas.
Right, when they reach, place
it has been in a crowd of people, “ move aside, move here people want to pass” putu looking for a way to get inside. outdoors look nafisa her face is splattered with tears of spray hugging her ib. mak sanah approached them. "Dear,"
"mak" ayati ib nafisa directly embraced mak sanah. "patience, patience"
I slowly waded through the window of the nursery peering over wanting to know the state of the hamlet head.
and then my eyes went wide in disbelief, blood, a lot of blood in the room.
my hands shook watching the blood there.
what is this, why can this be so, my legs start to limp when I remember the words of the head of the hamlet. don't dive too far or your life instead. and instantly my feet like boneless.
"no way, this is not possible,,"