MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
EPISODE 97: THE MISS
Revan had a good night's sleep that afternoon. He was deliberately not awakened by his parents because of pity. Ms. Nisa and Mr. Ade also alternately defecate in the WC outside Jatmiko's house. They do it with anxiety because even though it is still a bit bright outside, but when entering the bathroom the atmosphere is a bit dark as if it is already night. As a result, they peed inside with a feeling of anxiety because they knew tonight the incantations could not protect their bodies anymore.
“Buruan, Dik! Mas kebelet!” reprimand Mr. Ade.
“Propay, Mom! I'm still just starting heartburn,” said Ms. Nisa.
“Duh .. I can't stand this, Dik!” gerutu Pak Ade's.
“Find the stone first, Mas! I really still have stomach pain,” replied Ms. Nisa while straining in the bathroom.
Mr. Ade who had been very sick stomach was even farting outside the bathroom.
Ms. Nisa who was in the bathroom heard Mr. Ade's farting and peeling in the bathroom.
“Come, Dik. Booth!” shouted Mr. Ade while holding the bathroom door with a sad look.
“In a minute, Mas!” sahut Bu Nisa while trying to spend the stock of dirt in her stomach.
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Mr. Ade's farting voice loudly rang and was heard from inside the bathroom.
“Dik, game! I think I'm already diarrhea, Dik!” exclaim Mr. Ade with a clear voice.
“Iya, Mas. Here I am done,” replied Ms. Nisa while opening the bathroom door.
“Huh, smells, Mas!” bu Nisa protest when passing next to Mr. Ade.
Mr. Ade hurriedly went into the bathroom to finish his wish.
“Dik, don't stay alone! Mas scared, Dik!” shouted Mr. Ade from inside the bathroom.
“Iya, Mas. I'm waiting here, kok!” ms. Nisa replied while standing back to the door to see things around.
The overcast weather that adorns the sky of the White Curah village and also the view of the remains of offerings around Jatmiko's house makes the woman feel creepy.
“Mas, is it still a long time? I'm scared here too!” bu Nisa's protest to her husband who never finished from his defecation activities.
“A minute, My Stomach is still heartburn, huh! You just continue to talk to expel your fear,” said Mr. Ade from inside the bathroom with a heavy voice typical kebellet people.
“Mas, when you were a child first things here is this scary?” ask Nisa to her husband.
“What's wrong, Dik? My time here is normal like any other place,” replied Mr. Ade.
“Beda, Mass. The atmosphere here feels mystical. Sesajen are everywhere. Neither did the voice of Azan sound. Sounds like a long way away. Must be the source from the village next door,” replied Bu Nisa.
“Well, that's a little different from the time of childhood. The mosque in front of it was still operating. Who became the priest of his late father Jatmiko. Residents here also have some who perform prayers in the mosque dean. Mas and Jatmiko every afternoon also learned to teach from his father Jatmiko at the mosque. If the problem is sesajen, that time is already there, Dik. But, not this much. After all, mas and Jatmiko at that time often stole food at the offerings. Instead of being eaten by a mouse or cat, we take it first to eat,” replied Mr. Ade with a little cry.
“Basic you, Mas! Are you not scolded by people?” ask Miss Nisa.
“If caught ya scolded, Dik. But more escapes because there is some kind of belief in the citizens here that the food is lost means their offerings are accepted,” replied Mr. Ade.
“Wah, naughty also you guys are, huh? But, you guys never got caught by the citizens when stealing the offerings?” ask Miss Nisa again.
“Entertainment, Dik. But, Jatmiko's father always saved us. He apologized to the residents on the grounds that we were both small,” replied Mr. Ade.
“Yes that. They are referring to her mother Jatmiko because she is one of the elders in the hill ritual told by her mother Jatmiko earlier,” replied Jatmiko.
“Oooo .. So is it? But, are you not afraid that the waiter will be angry with you?” ask Miss Nisa.
“That time was no, Dik. His name is also small. No mind of sorts. The important thing is to get the food. That's all! But, if now, cringe it, Dik!” answer Mr. Ade while straining.
“Duh, Mom. Dong's scavenger! Waiting to get tired, right! Not to mention the sky is getting darker,” protest Bu Nisa.
“Iya, Dik's. Be patient! A little more, here!” answer Mr. Ade.
“A little more .. A little more ... Start it as close again continue!” grouse Bu Nisa.
“Iya, Dik's. Soon done, kok!” answer Mr. Ade.
“Mas, have you ever participated in a ritual on that hill?” ask Miss Nisa.
“By it, Dik! Invited by his mother Jatmiko,” replied Mr. Ade.
“What is the ritual like, Mas?” ask Miss Nisa.
“Virtually the same as the offerings, but if on the hill there is slaughter of animals as well. His mother Jatmiko and the elders ritually ascend the hill. Me and Jatmiko stay down with the rest of the citizens. At that time all the citizens read the mantras and while dancing so. Then after the slaughter of the animal was completed, the citizens scrambled to drink the blood of the slaughtered animal. The meat was then stung in the river by Ki Santo as the oldest shaman of the time. Well, usually the meat of the animal is directly eaten by crocodiles who live in the river. That's why I wonder why Jatmiko's mother said that Ki Santo was still alive, while at that time it was clear that I saw with my own eyes Ki Santo was eaten by the crocodile,” Mr. Ade replied seriously.
“Yes God! Really serem? At that time Mas also drank the blood of the animal?” ask Miss Nisa.
“No, Dik. Mas disgusted. But, if Jatmiko did drink because she was afraid of being asked by her mother when she finished the ritual. Jatmiko is not good at lying to her mother. But, he was always good at protecting me,” replied Mr. Ade.
“Mas, how would Mas Jatmiko's father react if he knew you were participating in the ritual?” ask Miss Nisa.
“She's calm, Dik, the guy. He usually sat us down and instructed us about the ritual. If I actually agree more with his father Jatmiko, but if Jatmiko anyway follow both. She is very dear to her father and mother,” replied Mr. Ade.
“Ooo so. Are you ready to perform the ritual tomorrow night? Frankly, I'm still scared. Especially after hearing Mas's story just now,” asked Bu Nisa again.
“Well, how are you doing again, brother? It's the only thing so that the mas can escape death,” replied Mr. Ade while running from the bathroom.
Miss Nisa immediately embraced her husband.
“Mas, I love you so much. I don't want to lose you, Mas,” said Ms. Nisa sobbing.
Mr. Ade also kissed his wife's forehead with great affection.
“Quiet, Dik! We will all be fine,” replied Mr. Ade.
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