
“Mas, guntur” mas Call sir Karno in a hurry
“Teko ki mbok salam sik ngono lho” Protest Nyi Dasimah
“Sepurane nyi, kulo klalen so nervous’e”(Sorry nyi, I forget so gugpnya)
“What's wrong sir?”
“This is mas, someone died again”
“Innallilahi” Say us simultaneously
“Corpse without identity again sir?”
“Not this time the villagers of Sendangmulyo” We were all flabbergasted to hear the news. Because this time the villagers died so I have to come to the service. I immediately closed the door.
“Dek, you don't have to follow”
“But mas, this is a citizen of kita” village
“But---“
“Already let him come”
We followed Mr. Kades, but again the corpse was lying in front of the village entrance. I covered my face unable to see the body. True he is a resident of Sendangmulyo village I know him, the corpse turned out to be Sari's wife from Umar kang. His body was so sad with his stomach tearing. Setauku mbak Sari is pregnant just like me but the age of the content of mbak Sari is older than me. Because last month Mbak Sari held a seven-month event which means one or two more months she will give birth.
Kang umar grabbed the lifeless body of his wife, he cried so naturally found his wife was not breathing as well as the child in the cage mbak Sari who like forcibly removed in the stomach mbak Sari, seen from the long tear that there is a stomach mbak Sari. But not a single drop of blood dripped or soiled the body mbak Sari. Even so I still feel unbearable nausea.
“Maya, are you okay?”
“I'm nauseous mas”
“We went home ya” I nodded resignedly, mas Guntur and nyi Dasimah led me home. Arriving at home strangely my nausea disappeared just like that.
“Mas what exactly happened?” I asked Guntur
“Mas also don't know dek”
“Didn't you have any leads on this issue?” I asked again which only answered by the thunder mas.
“Already dok, you better focus on your content do not think that you are not frail” Persinat nyi Dasimah
“Tomorrow rooms not bristles wetengmu men anget” (Tomorrow to the room I smear your stomach let warm). I just according to what Nyi Dasimah said.
“Mas, are you so go?”
“It looks like no deck, I will talk about this issue with uncle”
“I've been to the room first”
Mas Guntur contacted Uncle Damar through his mobile phone to tell what was going on in the village of Sendangmulyo. There is a concern of its own that mas Guntur felt , there is a involvement of villagers on this issue but Guntur did not want to draw conclusions so quickly before he managed to gather accurate evidence before solving this problem.
Uncle only warned so that Guntur mas always be vigilant because the problems that are facing Thunder mas when it also concerns the villagers who will certainly cause pros and cons in it.
“What did your uncle say” Tanya nyi Dasimah who just came out of my room.
“Ono sing durung crewmu ngerteni soko deso iki, le” (Some of which you have not known from this village son). The view of Guntur mas now turns on nyi Dasimah who rubs betel chalk on the betel leaf then chews it until it gives off a reddish yellow color in his mouth.
“The first time we set foot in this village we were very, very lucky, because the land in this village is very early any dawn planted in this village must have grown with lush”
“More this village has a sendang that can be used as a source of air”
“Since then we named this village Sendangmulyo”
“Many immigrants are starting to be interested in living in this village, and we also free them to build their lives in this village”.
“ Gradually this village began to be crowded with residents, until finally the disaster happened. One by one the villagers died suddenly because of blood loss”
“Villages that had been peaceful turned into gripping because one by one the screams of residents whose family members died suddenly. At that time no one knew what was really going on in the village of Sendangmulyo”
“Until finally my husband, walked over alone and found his brother dead floating on the river”
“That night also my husband went in the direction alone until the morning before my husband did not come back, either, but I felt the screams and panic of the citizens no longer heard” Nyi Dasimah could not hold back her tears when telling her late husband to the Thunder mas, I who accidentally heard his story had sobbed.
“To the full sun, the people came to my house with my husband's body” I tried to strengthen nyi Dasimah
“I myself do not know what my husband is doing, which I know only this has something to do with the sandal. And in the end the villagers agreed to forbid anyone to come closer to home
“And then the village again gradually improved until now”
“I did not expect that the tragedy would repeat itself”
“What is no hint at all nyi?” Ask Guntur
“I've been to that place once, but something like stopping me from getting any closer to that joint”
“Surely there is something there Nyi”
“I don't know”
“Mas you do not recklessly to go there” Ucapku warned
“But if this problem is related to the sendang, I will look for clues there”
“Mas, you're this—-“ I said annoyed
“You don't worry, I can feel someone deliberately guarding the joint so that villagers do not approach” Nyi Dasimah smiled hearing that, she knew that it was her husband's doing.
“I know very well if the person who sacrificed his life for the villagers is the husband of Nyi Dasimah but someone has deliberately damaged the fence was” inner Guntur mas
Last night I persuaded Guntur not to go near the joint, I felt my heart was very uncomfortable when talking about it. But basically the thunder of the stone head I forbid until my mouth froth, for sure he will still go.
Finally I gave up from the debate we had since, I know the purpose of Guntur mas want to save the villagers, but who will save Guntur mas if he was okay.
“There is a God who takes care of me, do you doubt the greatness of the creator?” Guntur assured me.
Of course, God is not all-knowing, all-knowing. Owner of the earth and all things in it.