
A week ago it was humbled by families that there would be clearing of the village's eating lands in the North and if there were families willing to move the family's meals to the family's own meals and of course to the fields themselves.
Many people plan to move their grandfather's meal to their land and our grandfather will also be moved because on the land set it will be built by his heirs and Every grave in the village, it must be moved.
But before the removal of the grave will be held an event with village elders of course and there must be a seven-figure flower event, incense and of course there are betel leaves.
Betel leaves are usually eaten so that the teeth are strong and not for offerings.
After berembuk then the grave multiplication event was done tomorrow because tomorrow is a good day and if the weather is good then the event is also done in the village hall and after that there is a gathering and of course music death and the seance of the deceased.
I've seen it a lot and it feels like a ritual
just like that, there is no soul who asks for money or good food just menaggis and apologizes to his child or relatives.
My father and mother were busy preparing for the event looking for ingredients ranging from young bananas who did not know what the name of the banana tree was cut later and put into seven-figure flowers, eggor chicken village, black rooster and many more until the mother bought the material to the city and cooked the chicken gulai food because the grandfather likes gulai chicken village he said.
Then the mother also bought some very new cloth as a wrapper she said and some fruits to serve in the ritual.
In the event at my uncle's house there are also many people because the uncle's son so uncle is responsible for it and my mother's brothers have helped cook there.
Then we went back to the village hall because a lot of people were cleaning the village hall for tomorrow's event, putting up young coconut stoppers in the village hall.
my mother went to clean the village hall as well as our father after everything was finished we went home because tomorrow we could not go to the rice fields as usual said the father of the stock of cow food should always be available not to the cow not eat.
I have prepared for the cows so that tomorrow the ritual is not disturbed, especially the mother who has so much respect for her father even though she is no longer there and just stays the bones of my mother still respect him a lot.
The morning before the cemetery in the village has many people and no one has dared to hoe the grave before because later if there is no ritual event then things will happen - things that are not he wanted it so my father said to me.
After the elder said the ritual and said do not disturb or not happy if the house we dismantle and will be moved to a more decent place that is to the land of each they have and remain it also apologizing to the spirits of the ancestors
Slowly and surely the land has begun to hoe one by one and has begun to sound crying from the family there and here and there - suddenly many look hysterical and scream and scream.
We don't want you to move our place we're happy here why you move said a mother there and then shouted again over here you're our grandchildren but you can keep us apart said again......
Don't hear the word father later you pensive want to look here and help father mother to hoe deeper if you are afraid to go home he said to me.
" What should I help you with ?" I said back to my father.
Already seen the bones of grandfather and already seen the gray putin in the ground there is also a blackened because it has been mixed with the ground.
My mother said my grandfather was a kind man during his life and always helped the needy and grandfather only worked in the fields.
Mother and uncle pick up one by one grandfather's bones and cleaned and then put in the coffin again after the bones were cleaned and covered with a clean cloth and bathed with seven-figure flower and the fragrant lime once the elders said and taught my mother and uncle.
After everything is finished and the meal is closed again and the crate was brought to the village hall to be pondered back like the time of death first so that it can be buried back to the land of the grandfather along with the other.
Arriving at the village hall was just a crate of grandfather who had just arrived while the others were still in the cemetery and somehow they were a long time ago when they first dig and I was curious but my mother said no need to interfere other people's business so I waited at the village hall.
It was late afternoon while the others had not returned from the cemetery while the elders had not come to the village hall and I don't know what happened there we were just waiting while the grandfather event was over and we were too will follow the elders said the father of the coffin grandfather must be buried otherwise we can not bury him in the land of grandfather said the father and it is three in the afternoon they have not returned.
Uncle also came to the village hall elders have told to bury brother said uncle later to rain and the land will fall down we will also be difficult later to return home because the land where grandfather rather far from the village.
We went to my grandfather's farm and said good-bye to my grandfather and I saw my mother doing it before my grandfather's body was buried and then my mother poured water on the farewell sign with my brother and all of you.
After the separation of the grandfather's coffin was closed and slowly - the ground was closed and we also watered back my grandfather's cemetery and sowed flowers and fragrant pandanus leaves on it. Grandpa must be happy Mom said I because his grave is near Grandma.
Should have wanted to because your grandfather asked to be buried near your grandmother's grave, my mother said.