The Story Of Goddess Anjani
CHAPTER 11
In front of the courtyard of Fatimah's house there are Avanza cars parked there.
Yes, Arini and his family are going back to the city today, they are ready to go home.
Mas Rudi who is carrying a bag that will be put in the trunk of the car. Followed also his son from behind carrying the goods he will carry.
On the porch of the house, Anjani and her two sisters-in-law were chatting.
Two days ago Anjani had been in boyong by Malik's family to go to Malik's house.
No wonder Anjani is there now.
"Anjani, if there is a time to play to the capital, then I will take you and Malik for a walk there" Arini told Anjani.
"Yes, my brother, God, if we have time to definitely visit the house of Arini's brother" replied Anjani.
"Sarah, Jaga Anjani, think of her as your own sister" Arini told Sarah.
"Yes, brother, do not worry, Anjani must be at home here, Iya kan Anjani," said Sarah as she glanced at Anjani.
And Anjani just smiled. It was his sweet smile that captivated Malik. Unexpectedly Malik who had been standing before the door looked at his wife. Smiling, he saw his wife chatting with him.
"Arini, let's walk, let's not go home later." Rudi called Arini from the side of the car.
"Father, our mother said yes," said Arini and Rudi, they kissed the backs of their parents' hands.
"Grandfather, our grandmothers went home first yes," they told their grandparents.
"All of you, be careful on the road yeah, don't speed,"
They all got in the car.
"Assalamualaikum," said Arini and her son and husband also say hello.
"waalaikumsalam, be careful when,"
Rudi started his car and slowly the car started to run and was not seen.
Sarah, Toni, the mother of Fatimah and the Ustadz Maulana entered the house. Anjani and Malik are still sitting on the porch of the house.
They start to chat and try to approach each other.
Anjani is still so awkward chatting with her own husband, she also sometimes still looks down on her face when the husband looks at her.
No feeling adzan magrib reverberating.
"Anjani, we pray yuk, adhan already," asked Malik to his wife.
"Mas Malik just pray first, I'm in a hitch," replied Anjani shyly.
"Yahh, later tonight delayed our sunah dong," replied Malik a little disappointed.
Anjani's face turned red like a ripe tomato.
Seeing the wife's face flushed Malik laughed widely. Anjani blushed her face.
"What a matter of Malik," Anjani continued to pass into the house leaving Malik still laughing.
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At moderate speed, Danu retraced the slippery asphalt road. The rain drizzled down when Danu came home from college.
Wanda came home first, she brought her own bike.
Bra!!!
There was a sound of impact, like something was crashing.
Just not far from Danu, there were so many people in the crowd.
He hit a kersem tree at the junction of Sudirman road, fortunately there were no casualties.
Seen the residents helped the young man, Danu also helped after he parked his motorcycle.
"Rest first mas, sat first in my shop," one of the residents there tried to pick up the young man and was helped by Danu who was also there.
The other people pulled the young man's motorcycle over.
Arriving at the stall, the owner Liwon-pak, rushed to fetch water and gave it to the young man.
"It's a mas, at first drink the water," Mr. Liwon while thrusting a glass of water.
"Thank you sir" said the young man, drinking the water.
Danu who had been sitting next to the young man tried to ask.
"Sorry, if you know whose name you are?"
"I am Radit mas, from the village sebrang, thank you for helping me,"
"Yes, yes, I am Danu" extended a hand and was held by Radit.
Mr. Liwon who also listened to Danu chat with Radit then approached the two of them and asked Radit.
"Mas Radit's okay, isn't it?" Ask Mr. Liwon.
"Alhamdulillah sir, just a little wound on the knee and elbow" replied Radit grimacing with pain.
"Mas Radit how can you hit a cool tree? Radit is sleepy, right?" Danu asked curiously.
"So when I passed there suddenly there was a little boy crossing the mas, I panicked and then I slammed the steering wheel, I just continued to crash the tree, alhamdulillah nothing happened to me, just blisters,"
Mr. Liwon mangosteen listened to the story of Radit. Then Radit continued his story.
"I fell down and I tried to go looking for the boy who crossed it but there was nothing, was not visible,"
Inexplicably hearing Radit's story, Danu suddenly became goosebumps.
"You can, little boy crossing the street, why don't his mommy?" Danu asked curiously.
"Ehem," Mr. Liwon cleared his throat.
"It's not strange anymore mas, it's been an open secret, if there are often single accidents."
"What do you mean, sir?" Danu was more curious, Radit also began to put his ears to listen to the story of Mr. Liwon.
"Not only mas Radit, the victim of a single accident there, yesterday also happened a single accident, a woman was piggybacking on her grandmother, fortunately they both are okay," continued Mr. Liwon.
"If you may know, why is that so, sir?" Radit asked curiously.
"Then, when I was young, next to the sage tree was an old house, which was occupied by a couple, whatever the reason for the husband poisoning his son and wife, he said, the wife still had time to go out and run to the house of the people around to ask for help while spewing fresh blood from her mouth, they had taken to the nearest piskesmas but was not helped, he said,they both died on the way," Mr. Liwon began to tell stories.
"Where does her husband go, sir?" Danu asked increasingly.
"His husband fled when his son and wife were taken to the puskesmas, not long after, his husband turned himself in to the police station and confessed all his deeds, since that day, people who passed by that road, and then he turned himself in,ahead of the Maghrib or before Dzuhur, there must be an accident if not honking. The incident is all the same, there are small children crossing the road." explained Mr. Liwon at length.
They both gawk, Danu glanced at his watch, the time showed at 17:30, ahead of magrib, again Danu goosebumps.
"Then the old house isn't there now sir?" Radit asked.
"The house was demolished, because it was built on government land. Now in the building of the district office." Mr. Liwon ended his story.
The voice of Adzan magrib resounded, Danu and Radit moved from the shop Mr. Liwon about to go to the nearest mosque in the aftermarket also Mr. Liwon who was going to the Mosque.
The three of them marched together towards the House of Allah SWT, fulfilling His Call.
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