Passion Love Noni Dutch
Section 12

...THE PASSION OF LOVE NONI NETHERLANDS...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 12...

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Mang Dirman and Bunga were aghast at the sounds of the screams earlier. They looked in the direction before Hanan pointed.

"What happened to Aa Hanan?" ask the panic flower. He was about to descend from the top of sado, but Mang Dirman quickly held him back. "Don't come down, Neng! Stay there!" exclaim the old figure. He himself was confused, having to catch up with Hanan or keep silent guarding the Flower.

"But ... t-but .. Mang! Aa Hanan …." Sobbing flowers sedan worried his lover. Many times the girl was determined to go down, as long as it was also prevented by the driver of sado.

"Don't come down, Neng! Dangerous! Listen to me, stay here!" sahut Mang Dirman was plagued by a sense of dilemma.

"Yes, Allah ... How is this?" Eyelids Flowers are already watery. She cried. Then shouted as loudly as possible, "There's Hanaaannn! Aa Hanaaannn!"

There is no reply or reply at all.

"Which, look there! See what happens and find Aa Hanan until we meet!" flower's decree was completely panicked among the plagues of her fear.

Mang Dirman. "But Eng Flowers here—"

"Let me wait here! Hurry up and get there now!"

For a moment the old man thought, until then he complied with the request of the lover of his master's son.

"B-good .. t-but please wait here. Don't come down and go after, huh?"

"Yes, Mang. Mepaatt!"

"L-yes, N-nye!"

Just a few steps his old foot swung as fast as possible, suddenly from behind the bushes appeared the figure of Hanan. The young man half-run, returning to the original place where Mang Dirman and Bunga were.

"Den Hanan?"

"Aa Hanan!" call Flowers still look panicked and want to come down from the top of sado.

"Hold it! Don't come down, Neng! You will fall!" hanan shouted warning. "I'll be there soon!"

Flowers undo his intentions. He looked at his beloved figure and made sure nothing happened to the man.

"Connor …." Mang Dirman snatched his master's son's hug. Then he examined all the clothes Hanan was wearing. "Aden's okay, isn't he?" he asked, sounding so alarming. There was no wound or something that had caused his mind to think a no-no.

"Alhamdulillah, Mango. I'm fine, really," Hanan replied lightly and was astonished by the old man's attitude.

"Yes, Allah .. Thank goodness, Thank God. I'm so happy, Den. But ... was anxious for Aden," said Mang Dirman with a slightly trembling voice. "What really happened, Den?"

The young man did not immediately reply, he instead rushed over to the Flower figure on the sado.

"Aa ..." hiss Flowers mixed with sobs.

"I'm fine, Neng," Hanan said, helping the girl get off sado. "Look, there's nothing with ... hups!"

"Ac …."

Suddenly the Flower hugged Hanan's body and it made her confused and embarrassed. Not knowing whether to reply or immediately ask the girl to immediately release her arms.

"Nep?"

"I'm so worried about you, Aa," said Bunga, accompanied by sobs.

"I-iya .. but please let go of his embrace first, Neng," Hanan stammered. "Shame to be seen by Mang Dirman. We're not halal yet, Neng."

Flowers instantly awakened. Quickly he let go of the embrace and took a few steps back from before Hanan with boundless shame.

"Pardon me, Aa. I-i .. khilaf. Astaghfirullahal'adzim," said the girl hurriedly beristighfar. Suddenly his face turned red. To the point of not daring to look at Hanan or Mang Dirman in the least.

"Ehhhmmm …." Hanan was confused and did not know what to say. Looking at Mang Dirman who was pretending not to see the incident he had just witnessed. "Uummhhh .. Mang?"

The old figure replied without even turning his head, "Aden take it easy. I don't see anything, Den."

Hanan is confused. To the extent that he rubbed his own chin and felt his face that felt rather hot. Like Flowers, the skin of his cheeks also looked flushed in shame.

"Uummhhh .. We should just go home now, Mang," said Hanan finally and immediately obeyed by Mang Dirman.

"Good, Den."

While Bunga himself seems to have first climbed back to the top of sado, when Hanan spoke to Mang Dirman just now. He quietly bowed and occasionally wiped away the remaining tears in the eye patch.

A moment later, the sado wheel turned. Back on the road they had been on before, towards the Hanan family's residence.

The atmosphere turned silent. No one dared to try to open their voices. The flowers themselves. Until finally, Hanan's voice broke the silence between them.

"Neg …."

The girl immediately replied, "I'm sorry, Aa. That was .. I was completely unconscious. I-i …." He's still looking deep. Sitting sideways and not daring to look into her lover's eyes.

"Don't get too thought out, Neng," Hanan said quickly. "I don't blame you, though. I understand your feelings, Neng."

Flowers shudder. "B-but I'm ashamed, Aa," she said softly.

Hanan.

"Alhamdulillah atuh then," said the young man, smiling. "That means you still believe."

Flowers glanced a little. She wanted to look him in the eyes, but was still embarrassed. "I mean Aa?" tanya looked at the end of her eyes.

"If Neng is ashamed, that's a sign that he still has a sense of faith," Hanan replied repeating the previous sentence. "Isn't shame a part of faith? Yeah, right. He-he-he."

"Oh, Aa."

"But, Aa maaahhh!" whiney Flower spoiled and began to dare to lift a face. "You are so, Aa. I guess what's wrong with you. I got to Hawatos pisan earlier."

"yes, Ning. I'm sorry, huh?" Hanan was mesmerizing, but then his face turned grim. Said the beautiful man, "Tadi ... I met someone …."

"Someone, Den? Who?" asked Mang Dirman directly grabbed while holding the horse harness.

"Yes, Aa. Who is teh? These villagers, aren't they?" Flowers also ask curious.

Hanan sighed, sad. Then a small nod.

"Mang-Mang, Paul" answered Sumiarsih's only son. "Had worked on this farm before."

"Huh?"

"Who?"

"Uummhhh .. I can't say his name, but I still know him" Hanan said slowly. "When the late Father was still around, the man worked most diligently on the plantation and became one of the confidants of Father. Often also accompany me toying in the saung that —now— no longer there, Neng."

Mang Dirman tried to remember. It is possible that the figure referred to by his master's son earlier, he still knows too.

"Keep ... What is he doing there these afternoons, Aa?" The flowers are getting curious. "Padahal ... that plantation, right, no one took care of it for a long time."

Hanan sighed worriedly. He said later, "That's the problem, Neng. I also have no way of understanding the condition of the people around this region, after Dad passed away first." He turned his head towards his family-owned estate that looked lush by wild bushes, from a distance. "There is something strange about the authority of the current government. But I don't necessarily want to accuse Mr. Guus of anything. It's just …."

Hanan did not continue his speech, because the sado speed suddenly stopped.

"What's up, Mang?" tanya Hanan marveled. Then follow the direction where Mang Dirman was looking. "That's who?"

"Ssttt ... don't talk much first, Den," whispered Mang Dirman, followed by a ripple of worry from the face of the Flower as soon as he saw the same figure ahead there. Not far from their existence. "Let Nyai Kasambi pass first. We can't get close, let alone get ahead of him."

"Hey Kasambi? Who's she?" hanan asked in a tone of voice, that is, whispering.

"She is a shaman from the other side of the village, Aa," replied Bunga slowly. "But more often live on the slopes of the mountain up there."

"Ssttt .. duuuhhh, don't talk just yet. Afraid he'll look at us" whispered Mang Dirman. "Be as if we are not looking at it."

'Yes, Allah .. What secret is this?' Wondering Hanan's mind. 'So I met someone who was forced to steal in the plantation, now .. there is another figure so mysterious in front there.'

'Kasambi He? It seems I've heard that name before,' Hanan sat in with occasional glances, stealing visions, over the figure Mang Dirman was forbidden to notice. 'This made me even more determined to stay in this village. There's a lot I've missed since I went to Jakarta a few years ago. It's clear, like there's a frightening specter going on here.'

Hanan was curious, wanting to see what a person named Nyai Kasambi looked like. Is she a young woman? Maybe his age?

The figure of Nyai Kasambi looks like they want to cross the road they will pass. Get down slowly with a slow, sluggish step. The shape of the body is bent accompanied by a hair outlet extending white to touch the buttocks area. Often holding a stick extending to exceed his own height as a handle.

"Is he an old man?" hanan asked Mang Dirman, after noticing the figure through the corner of his eye. The person asked did not answer. He fell silent as a lump of rocks on the steep ravine wall. "Mangs? You heard me, didn't you?"

"Ssttt .. shut up for a second, Den. In a moment Nyai Kasambi will descend to the lower valley there," Mang Dirman replied in a whisper.

In those tense moments, suddenly the sado towing horse neighed loudly while lifting the front leg up high.

"Huusha! Huusshhh!" Mang Dirman exclaimed as he pulled the reins to calm his horse.

Sado's body is shaking. Forward and backward following the motion of the back foot of a thrashing horse.

"Yes, God!" flower screeched in fear and directly held Hanan's leg inadvertently to maintain balance.

What Mang Dirman did not want happened. The figure of Nyai Kasambi who almost disappeared in the shade of bushes, turned to them.

"Astaghfirullahal'adziim ..." cried Flowers as soon as he saw the sharp eyes of the figure ahead there. "Mang, he's here, Mang!"

"Hhuhusshhh! Hhuusshhhh!"

Mang Dirman himself still trying to calm the horse. Until finally the animal was immediately silent in a place accompanied by someone who was very feared.

'Hyai Kasambi ..' hiss Hanan was surprised to see the face he wanted to know earlier. 'Astaghfirullah .. his face was ….'

...SERIATE...

Word statement :

'1. Atuh : 'that' (gift)

Atuh da: Anyway

Subject : that (reload)

Hawatos: worry

Pisan : once/banget