Cas, Cis, Cus

Meeting opened Bakda evening when drizzling rain and the night sky spread a pale gray color. About 15 head of the family gathered at home Cibaresah Munar. They want the invitation because pengundangnya village elders. Most of the forced and sad feelings. Some were looking for wind. Partly because they want girl talk. Just Casmidi are not present. Because she was not invited. Because it was he who made the village elder named Munar held a meeting on that day. But, his wife and son were there.
Munar, the village elders, aged almost 70's. Although the skin of his body full of wrinkles sekujurnya, agility has not been much eroded. Although it is also not clear what their livelihoods, Munar able to feed four wives to each of which has three to five children. Teenage grandson. However, this is not a story about that-though Munar-old but his eyes still always spitting fire when you see young and beautiful woman. It's simply a matter Casmidi. The man who has given Cisminah a boy who gave the name Cusd'amato.
Munar is very respected for it. Because first, he was the oldest in the village. Because the second, he considered sage. Because of the three, he was knowledgeable and unseen. After that, other people like it or not, his wife of four and get along with each other. No man senekat Munar. Therefore, so he marched up the podium, all attendees mouth tightly closed. Silent waiting. Just friction foliage clump of bamboo that sounds because a gust of wind.
Before opening his mouth, Munar marked appreciation for the presence of citizens with sweeping views to all guests with a smile. Not forgetting takzimnya nods.
A moment later, after opening the event with a number of sentences and passages as appropriate, Munar Cisminah invited up to the podium to parse the issues being faced life-even though he knew Cis must increasingly tormented by it.
"Cis who truly understand the issues of life that was lived and convolute the household," Munar say as he stuck to his view of 40-year woman who sat with his head bowed. "Come on, Cis, please." Munar stepped back from the podium.
The invitation to wait. Whole eye fixed on Cisminah. The woman sat down, still holding hands Cusd'amato. The invitation-nakar measuring and guessing Cis courage to come forward and stand on the podium, opened the valve mouth, telling her husband recently sold. Cis looked Cus. As for support. CUS down without a reaction. Allowing time and hair vines jojosnya breeze swayed the infiltrates from the sidelines of the bamboo grove.
"Cis," Munar voice broke the quiet, almost whispered.
Without the need to be reminded a second time, Cis lifted his ass. The invitation was pounding as he continued to follow the steps waiting for the one-two Cis to the podium.
There was another pause. Cis onggok stand like wood. Letting his head bowed and the time continue to flow.
"Cis," Munar warned.
Cis budge. Two or three times remain so.
Munar take steps approaching Cis. Step aside. Cis looks cute because the upper end of the hair of his head no higher than the back of Munar. He cleared his throat, as if throwing plugs the hole throat cavity.
"Well," Munar start. "Let me talk to, Cis." Rotate the neck to the Cis are still crouching. Then, switch to the spread of view of the guests are still sitting quietly in front of him.
"Cas," said Munar Casmidi name, "He was weird, really weird, we could not understand, since a week ago." Stop a moment by the sound of muffled coughs one invitation. In the heads of the people were milling about the figure of Cas. Height about 170 cm. The head is rather oval. Bluish lips. Sunken eyes with thick black eyebrows. His forehead was wide. Some white hair. Pale white skin color.
Munar then parse Cas peculiarities such as the majority of people actually already known.
"... Two weeks ago Cas deplete savings. Hand them out to people he considers in desperate need of help and leaving little for the needs of his family for a meal ... "
Silence for a moment. Cleared his throat once. Then continue:
"... Cas is now always out of his house in the morning. Towards noon he came home and gave the money or whatever he gets to feed his family that afternoon. To feed his family in the evening, Cas set out again from his home somewhere and just returned late in the afternoon to provide income to the family ... "
Munar set gasped.
"... A week ago, Cas sell the goods at his home. Television, radio, bicycle ... five birds perkututnya Cas off, take it off just like that. The birds were flying Klangenan abysmally. There are re-captured neighbors. Cas silent. Letting. Like do not know ... "
Munar back to catch his breath. Cis similar statue sat. Cus in his chair staring at a blank space. Without reaction.
"Cas ... also handed out the clothes and the clothes of his wife and children are still worth taking. Leaving a mere two pieces. The contents of his home almost empty ... "
Munar looked like to think of something. Then he said again:
"... Cis came to me yesterday. Sobbing. He said Cas already sells a patch of land. The money is not taken home. Submitted to amyl mosque. Benefaction he said. In addition to land and houses are now occupied, Cas did not have anything else. "
"... It's probably just part of who we both know. We do not know what was done Cas, bizarre behavior that we do not understand ... "
Munar was silent for a moment. Like waiting for the reaction 15-person sitting across from him without a sound. Because no one dared to open sound, Munar went on:
"... There is the question?" He asked. "Someone asked why Cas do that? No one. If so, let me explain just the outline. "
"For Cas," Munar start again, "Man can die anytime. Can now, a minute later, an hour later, one day later, one week, one month, one year ... anytime. Therefore, Cas was ndak need to have savings or deposit money even for food or tomorrow morning, for the afternoon, for tomorrow, next week, next month or next year. All of our savings, money, food, clothing, vehicles, houses, land, means nothing if we suddenly have a fit and died. Everything we leave behind. We carry only our bodies and our charity ... "
Beginning to be heard the whispers. Like the sound of flies. Munar allowed.
"Try to calm down," Munar start again. "Cis cried to me, asked me to find her way out. What should he do better? I gave him several options. The first part just what words and behaviors that are important Cas could eat every day, can wear clothes, not hunger, cold ndak because Cis equal claim to still love Cas. Secondly, this is not a recommendation, it's just a choice of a way out, namely divorce from Cas. Separated. Choose a life of each. Of course that option was rejected because Cis Cis still the same cintrong Cas. Cas, said Cis, great ... "Munar suppress a smile.
The invitations were smiles while bersidakep. The night continued to creep up. Month starting ngintip from pale sky. Leaving a cold drizzle.
"Sudara-Sudara so I'm gathering here. To help Cis to figure it out. The more heads more and more ideas. Also the mind. Who among us knew that was very smart so punyalah exit option. "
Munar stop. Waiting.
"Tell me, who might help? Raise your hands, "said Munar because no one dared to speak out.
"Perhaps Tasmin," Munar looked Tasmin, "Or Amri, Nazar, Suyag, Tanta, Fudin, Haripur, Amsai, Zali, Bidin, Zubir, Akhyar, Dayus, Hayat, Anas ..." Munar mention all the names of his guests. Then smiled. "Anyone can help. Helping people in need was rewarding ... "
Zubir raised his hand. Munar face happy. "Well, look, Zubir raised his hand. Let's hear what suggestions form. Hopefully something intelligent. Please, Beer. "
Zubir stand. Without looking to the left and right, he began. "Sorry, in my opinion, there was no point in us gathered here. What does it right Cas. True truth. That there is no point in us meeting closet with clothes that we wear is not necessarily all of them. There's no point us to accumulate wealth, money, food, who can not we spend, not necessarily we eat. Thus, Cas, again, is in truth ... "
"Enough, Beer," Munar try to cut.
Zubir shut his mouth. Sit back. However, a moment later, the atmosphere is so noisy. By the whispers. More and more loudly. Can not be controlled.
"Shut up! Shut up! "Munar cried aloud.
However, nobody cares. One by one the guests rose. Leave the place.
"Hey! Wait! Wait! The meeting is not closed! "Munar kept shouting. Then grabbed the hand Akhyar. "In going where you are?"
"To the house Cas," Akhyar answered. Steady. "We want to be like him. He was in truth. "
Bidin near Munar. His mouth was attached to the ear Munar. Then whispered. "Cas was ... guardian."