Septin the Brave
Episode 1 actually the roof leaked

The Story of Mbah Buyut

Septin Anggia is a brave girl in her village, and she always hears horror stories from her Mbah Buyut, and she also often contradicts mystical things in her village.

Anggara Syahputra male with a handsome face does not necessarily make Septin fall in love with him.

Rafael Pratama is a tall, thin man who has always been faithful to follow where Septin has been all this time, he is also brave but sometimes his guts shrivel when he heard the narration of Mbah Buyut Septin that tells his past.

Mbah Niti Rejo is Mbah Buyut Septin who always tells the story of his life in the past. Where at that time he became a soldier during the Dutch occupation, where he often saw all residents in the village were forced to work by the Dutch army.

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This afternoon the sun was so hot, Septin pedaled his bicycle to visit his Mbah Buyut home which was quite far when in the place by using an ontel bike, Septin's father himself had been there since this morning, he said, because he had to actually house Mbah Buyut who leaked when in the rain.

"When it comes sich, long time where it is hot again, if I can bring a motor to Mbah's house, certainly will not be tired like this dech," complained Septin while continuing to pedal his ontel bike.

With breath up and down Septin clasped his bicycle in the courtyard of his Mbah Buyut home. "Partially why you have to leave in the morning sich, I will have to go to school first so it is like living alone, right" Gerutu Septin while entering his bude house, he said, where the Buyut lived, Mbah Buyut is famous as a smart man in the next village, he was a former soldier when the colonial era used to be. At that time all animals could still talk, and all dead items could cry and cry when they were disposed of by their owners.

"Assalamu'alaikum budhe," My greeting by saying hello when he saw the budhe who was feeding Mbah.

"Waalaikum hail," replied Budhe with a smile on his thin lips.

"When are you eating?" I asked and reached out while kissing the back of his hand.

"Yes, your Mbah does not feel well so budhe bribes him to eat, because from this morning did not want to eat," replied Budhe who continued to feed Mbah Buyut.

"When do you eat first, Septin wants to go to dad for a second? After this, Septin wanted to listen to Mbah Buyut's story as usual, okay" I said and passed.

I walked to the side of the house, where there were many people who were helping budhe to actually dismantle the roof of Mbah Buyut's house which was dismantled all her. Because the ceiling along with other wood wood is already on fragile all, so inevitably must be dismantled all of them.

"Who are you here, son?" Ask Dad who stopped his activities for a moment.

"Septin alone Well, anyways Daddy and Mommy don't wait for Septin to come home from school?" Septin's whine is clearly the center of attention of people there, because it's funny Septin is almost 17 years old but he still behaves like a child who asks for food to his mother.

"Not to behave like that, ashamed to see people? You are almost an adult but your attitude shows you are still only 5 years old, like sulking and whining is not clear githu," Sela the Father, who is, Septin himself immediately looked at the neighbors there who were helping as well, staring at Septin who was sulking at his father.

"Easy! better I hear the story of Mbah Buyut just in front, anyway here is not cool, so there is no handsome guy at all," said Septin, "It's just all old," Then turn his body and leave the father just like that who still stands like his worthy statue.

"Basar bop, yes obviously here to the old man all," muttered the father shook his head, looking at the silly behavior of his daughter.

"His mother used to crave what'an sich, until she had a girl like that," continued again and approached all the neighbors who had come to help actually house Mbah Niti.

"Your son Rip?" Ask one of my neighbors.

My father was named A siarip, but the neighbors called Orep more probably because it was easy to call him.

"Yes, she's my number two daughter" Father replied, while his hand was holding a cleaver to split the bamboo that would be made a tile mat later.

"Do you have two children?" Ask the other neighbor.

"Yes, the first guy and the second one just now," Reply Dad pointed towards me who is now with my Mbah Buyut.

I who heard the chat Father did not mengubris and still pretended not to hear the conversation of the two of them, even though I would often come to the house of Mbah Buyut, but I would often come to the house of Mbah Buyut, but never met with all the neighbors who are currently helping at the house of Mbah Buyut.

Mbah Buyut is now finished with his food, he is drinking his black coffee to be more literate in telling the story of his past to all his grandchildren who want to listen to his story, he said, when they all came to Mbah Buyut's house. But unlike the others, the grandson of Mbah Buyut is not interested in the current Mbah story, but I am very enthusiastic to listen to the story? which I find interesting. In addition to telling the problem of war, horror, magic goods to animals and all goods can talk at that time.

I myself believe and do not believe sich heard it all, but every admonition always tells the same thing when asked by his grandchildren including myself.

My father was not the biological son of Mbah Buyut, but he was an adopted child who lived by his parents, when he was a child. But Mbah Buyut never distinguishes between adopted children and biological children since childhood. All in the same? until now, but again the father who got the knowledge from Mbah Buyut because in value as his eldest son. All the heirlooms that he had found during his youth were given to Dad so that they could be taken care of properly, read'an read'an who could equip himself also Mbah Buyut love to Dad.

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