CANDRAMAYA STORY

CANDRAMAYA STORY
Part 44's. Sendangmulyo Village


Tak lelo lelo lelingung


(Let me accept that you are my son)


The cup was a crybaby pijer


(Cup cup, don't cry constantly)


My son sing ayu (good) rupane


(My beautiful/looking son)


Yen nangis ndak ilang ayune (baguse)


(If crying later lost beautiful/bull)


Not able to urip mulyo


(So that you may live a noble life)


Dadiyo wanito (priyo) kang utomo


(Be the main person (successful person)


Asmane wong tuwa


(Enhance the parents name)


The dadiyo pandekaring bang


(Justice of the nation's warriors)


Wis cup is my son


(Have, don't cry my son)


Kae mulangane ndadari


(Look, the moon is shining brightly)


Rich butho nggegilani


(Like a terrible blind)


Nggoleki cah nangis


(Working for a crying child)


Tak lelo lelo lelingung


(The east of my son)


Enggal menenga ya cah ayu (good)


(Silent soon pretty boy/bull)


No smban slendang batik kawung


(Kupakai batik kawung shawl)


Yen nangis mundak mother confused


(When you cry, you get confused)


“Monggo Mala”


“Monggo yu, so in the coffin?”(From where?)


“From home mbak Sari” Hear the name mbak Sari I became curious


“What's yu, what's the problem again?”


“Ohhh endak mbak kang umar asked me to take the mbak Sari clothes that are still decent to wear” I linked my brow confused (Sekedar info: Yu it is the same as mbak ayu, call in Javanese for women who are older than us)


“At first I also felt strange but I think this is the way kang Umar to mengikhlaskan late wife”


“Ohhh so, kasian ya yu kang umar”


“We who are still alive can only pray for the best, by the way when was born?”


“Insyaallah two more months yu”


“Hopefully given smoothness yes mba”


“Amin thank you yu”


After dzuhur I and Guntur mas came to the house of Nyi Dasimah, because there was something that Guntur wanted to convey. Apparently my content that has turned seven months old makes me bored even though the distance of our house with the house nyi Dasimah is only a few kilos away.


Arriving at home nyi Dasimah, we are welcome to sit on a chair made of bamboo, although made of bamboo this chair is strong to withstand the weight of my body and body. Nyi Dasimah made us a glass of warm tea and boiled cassava.


“How to nduk komunmu”


“Alhamdullah nyi healthy, even though it feels pagal”


“Briday it nduk”


“Oya Nang, is there anything you want to say?” As if knowing the purpose of our arrival nyi Dasimah to the point asked that to the Thunder mas.


“Not many nyi that I convey, just an apology that he entrusted” After hearing that the look of Nyi Dasimah's face changed Seen sadness in his eyes.


“So right” Say nyi Dasimah.


“Apanya right nyi” Tanyaku, but my question did not get an answer from nyi Dasimah. Nyi Dasimah got up from her seat and walked towards her room.


“What exactly is mas?” Thunder grasped my hand, as if he did not want to explain anything to me. I was a little upset, but I didn't force them to tell me that.


Long enough for Dasimah to be in her room, making me worry about her condition.


“Mas, do I need to catch up with nyai?”


“No need, we just wait here”


“But mas”


“Nyai just need time with herself, all will be well”


Not long after Nyi Dasimah came out of his room, me and Guntur were stunned to see the appearance of Nyi Dasimah which was different from usual.


“Nyi” Call me with eyes still staring in amazement nyi Dasimah. Nyi Dasimah smiled sweetly at us.


“Nyi is really nyai?”


“Le, take me to sendang”


“Ma-mau what nyi?”


“nanging me krungu saka bojoku dhewe” (but I want to hear myself from my husband)


“Ananging jebul takdire ngendika, sakwengi-wengi I ngenteni dheweke bali, nanging mung sing bali deny me” (But apparently fate said another, all night I waited for him to return, nanging mung sing bali sing bali, only his body returned to me)


“Nyi, are you sure?” Nyi Dasimah nodded


“Before can I ask you something?”


“Bby nduk, surely you want it about my appearance right?” I smiled shyly


“Actually I have noble descendants, and Jumono is one of my family courtiers, but because our love did not get the blessing of my parents finally we both chose elope” Nyai Dasimah smiled shyly when telling her love story with Mbah Jumono.


That afternoon the three of us headed to Sendangmulyo village, at first I was not allowed to come but I insisted. The journey we took was quite far. Arriving at the sendang nyi Dasimah walked closer to home.


Nyi Dasimah took off the skewer of the konde that was in her hair, leaving her long hair unraveled. As she hummed, Dasimah combed her hair. Me and Guntur only pay attention to what Nyi Dasimah does.


Afterwards a beautiful woman walked over from inside. The skin was very pretty even though her face was pale.


“Mas it”


“Don't stop praying” Sweat the Thunder mas on me which I directly obey.


The woman walked with a gurgle towards nyi Dasimah.


“Finally you came to see me Dasimah” said the woman with her sweet smile


“Yes, I didn't come here to see you but to teach you a lesson"


“Khekheke”


“You should know your limits Wiranggi”


“What limits do you mean? They came to me alone, without me asking for it, including your husband Dasimah khekhe”


“Cihh Apparently demit like you has absolutely no self-esteem” Ejek nyi Dasimah


“What do you mean?” Nyi Dasimah was about to attack Nyai Wiranggi but someone first held him back.


“Hold Dasimah”


“Jumono?”


“Let go of me” Nyi Dasimah took her hand off from the abyss of Jumo


“You're still angry apparently” Nyai Dasimah threw his face away


“Are you dancing and this beautiful special for me Nyi?” Ask mbah Jumo


“Ti-no” Elak nyi Dasimah


“I apologize for all my mistakes, I have made a mistake by defacing your sincere love for me” Jumo said


“Already Jumo, every human must have made a mistake I have forgiven you”


“Do you still love me?”


Nyi Dasimah nodded with a smile “Tentu”


“Nyi-nyi Wiranggi” Shouts a young man out of nowhere to come.


The looks of the four of us led to the young man.


“Kang Umar??” The thunder clenched both of his hands


“Truely my guess all along, the person behind this matter is kang umar”


“Dek you should hide behind the tree, do not come out before the mas call you” I nodded and hid behind the tree.


“So this is all about Umar?” Ask the Thunder


“IYA, you are only a newcomer to this village so do not interfere in my affairs”


“What reward you receive until you have the heart to kill many people even you can topple your child and wife”


“Hahaha apparently you already know a lot of things, then you should be my next collision”


Mas Guntur read a protective prayer for him, the fight between the thunder mas and the kang Umar was inevitable as well as the nyi Dasimah and Nyi Wiranggi. With the help of Mbah Jumo, nyi Dasimah is able to give an attack that makes nyi wiranggi overwhelmed.


“Damn you two” Nyi Wiranggi spewed black blood from his mouth due to a hard blow from nyi Dasimah right hit his chest.


So was the kang Umar who was almost helpless against the thunder mas.


Nyi Wiranggi realized my existence, when Nyi Dasimah and Mbah Jumo were off guard the opportunity he used to meet me.


“Mas Guntur please mas--“ Nyi Wiranggi gripped firmly on my stomach until I felt something wet flowing down there. Slowly my consciousness began to disappear.


“Don't hurt my wife” Shouted guntur


“Let him Wiranggi” Meditate nyi Dasimah


“Khehehekhe-- This is a reply for you who have disturbed my pleasure”


“Nyi help me nyi” Shouted kang Umar when he felt his body burning as the Thunder mas recited prayers for him.


“Basic stupid man useless”


Mas Guntur ran over to Nyi Wiranggi as well as Nyi Dasimah and Mbah Jumo. Nyi Wiranggi, who realized that he would not be able to fight the three of them, fled.


“Maya” Mas Guntur grabbed my body that was drenched in blood


“This bagainana nyi”


“We have to get the baby out soon”


“Ta-but nyi age new Maya content seven months”


“We humans can only try, the rest leave it to his owner”


“It's fast bring your wife there”


“Oekkk---oekkk—“ Crying male singing sounded


“Alhamdullah, thank God you saved my wife and son”


“Mas our son was born” Mas Guntur nodded yes.


“Dasimah, it's time for me to go. My task here is done. Sorry from you will deliver my departure in peace”


“Jumo”


“Take care of yourself” Mbah Jumo pinned the skewer of konde given by Guntur mas to the hair of Nyi Dasimah.