
The ronggeng Sadiman group is getting more and more famous. They not only traveled around in the village of Ci Ijau, but also to other villages such as Parakan Beusi, Cirinten, and Babakan Haur village.
The ugly face of Sarminah even became its own attraction in neighboring villages, they were also amazed by the beautiful Sarminah dance movements. Not only small children who watch, the adults also joined the crowd and occasionally menyawer Sarminah.
However, not everyone is happy with Sadiman's ronggeng group. One of them, Acih is a ronggeng dancer who really hates their group. Especially with Sarminah, he thinks she does not deserve to be a ronggeng dancer.
So that night after dancing, Sarminah was visited by Acih and two thin men who were none other than Acih's errand boy. They dragged Sarminah and beat up the poor woman. Many times Acih threw oaths. Sarminah screamed for help, but no one could hear her because Mbok Ibah's house was separated from the settlement.
Acih knows that Sarminah is the main attraction of Sadiman ronggeng group. He is the one who should be taught a lesson. He threatened to kill her if she dares to dance again. Sarminah was left alone under a bamboo tree, her face was bonyok, her arms were bleeding, her left ankle was broken.
Acih intentionally injured her so that she could not dance anymore. In the midst of darkness, Sarminah screamed in pain while crying for help. His body began to weaken, his eyes slowly clenched. He is unconscious.
The next morning, when Sarminah woke up, she was already on the bed in her house. Jasmine took him a drink, while Sadiman sat beside Sarminah. His face looked worried, he washed the wet cloth on the wound on Sarminah's arm. Occasionally the woman grimaced in pain as the cloth touched her wound.
“Who did this to you, Sarminah?”
“Acih, Bah. He brought two men to beat me,” while Sarminah was in pain when she was about to move her left leg.
“Bigger! Let me teach him a lesson!” sadiman delicacy.
“Don't Bah. He's got a lot of his errands. Very dangerous, Bah.”
Sadiman. There is also a point in Sarminah's words. He's a rich man, he can pay people to do whatever he wants. And now proven, the will of Acih is granted. Sarminah won't be able to dance anymore, her leg is injured. After all, Acih also threatened to kill Sarminah so even though he recovered he did not dare to dance anymore.
“I can't dance anymore, Bah.”
“I will heal you,” said Abah Sadiman.
“My leg is broken, Bah.”
Sadiman. He saw the leg bones of Sarminah protruding outward, very severe and difficult to heal.
“My feet should probably be cut,” tears out wet Sarminah's cheeks.
“Sarminah if you want you can help you to instill a corpse in your body.”
“Corpse stab?” sarminah's forehead shriveled, she had never heard of it before.
“Yes, you will recover. Not only that Sarminah, but your face will also turn into beautiful.”
“What terms, Bah?”
“Eat the flesh of the corpse of a recently deceased person."
“Not Bah, I can't,” Sarminah refused.
Sadiman exhaled a heavy breath.
“Your feet will rot Sarminah,” Sadiman glances at Sarminah's feet whose bones protrude.
“Cut the Bah. Anyway I'm used to being deformed. It's appropriate for a bad-faced woman like me to have a good-looking leg.”
As he approached his grandfather, he looked at Sarminah with pity.
Sadiman did not want to force him to use the corpse, he ended up just treating Sarminah with his alakadar spices. The longer Sarminah's wound got worse, her legs rotted and gave off an unpleasant smell. One afternoon, he asked Sadiman to cut off his leg.
The woman screamed in pain as she bit the cloth as a sharpened machete slashed her leg. Instantly, his rotten legs were broken. He groaned while crying, his voice made a flock of sparrows on the branches of the harp tree fly scattered.
Sadiman took care of the poor woman every day. The puffed left leg was covered with spices so that the wound would recover quickly. Every day he changed the wrapping cloth of Sarminah's feet.
Surprisingly, the wound did not heal, it got worse. His legs fester, giving off a foul smell, bruises radiating to Sarminah's calves. Every night he could not sleep because he endured the pain that was like burning his legs.
“Change,” midnight Sarminah wakes Sadiman. He was not strong enough to endure the pain.
“Iya Sarminah?” still in a state of drowsiness, though,
Sadiman approached the woman in pain.
“Sartif Sarminah. You'll heal and have a pretty face.”
“Give me that stack, Bah. I'm no longer strong to endure pain.”
“Good, later you get human corpse meat," Sadiman grinned happily.
“How much should I eat it?”
“All Sarminah. All parts of his body except bones.”
“I won't be able to, Bah.”
“No need to run out once, you can spend it days.”
“But after I do, am I really going to get well, Bah?”
“After you've finished eating the corpse. Abah will plant a corpse in your body.”
“Then, quickly find a body for me, Bah.”
***
A month passed, but no villagers died. Meanwhile, Sarminah's legs get worse, rotting to the thigh inviting green flies that always perch on her feet. Sadiman was puzzled, if left like that, Sarminah could die.
“Melati, abah titip Sarminah, yes.
Please take care of him, I have business in the village opposite.” The boy nodded.
Sadiman went to a neighboring village to spy on the graves, looking for the bodies of the recently deceased. Unfortunately, no residents died, Sadiman had trouble getting fresh corpses. Eventually, he gave up and went home empty-handed.
On the way home, precisely in Balangandang village, he saw a motorcade of people who were carrying a coffin. Sadiman's face immediately brightened, he followed the funeral procession. And it turns out that the one who died was a man.
Later that night when all the residents were sleeping, Sadiman settles into the residential area. He stole a hoe and a big sack. After that, he immediately went to the cemetery to dig the grave of the recently deceased person. In haste, he began to dismantle the grave .
Sweat soaked his entire body, occasionally looking around, making sure no one saw it. After a while, he managed to lift the body and then put it in a sack, but unfortunately it did not fit.
Sadiman pulled out a machete. He cut the belly of the corpse until it was broken down all its stomach contents. Eventually the body could be put in a sack. He tied the sack with a rope made from a tear of his own clothes.
With great difficulty, Sadiman managed to bring the corpse. He took out the sack in front of Sarminah. Instantly the woman was nauseous to see him. Fortunately, Melati had gone to sleep and did not see what her grandfather had brought.
During the days that Sarminah was locked in her room, Melati was not allowed to enter because Sarminah was trying to finish off a body. In the room, he ate it little by little. It is not uncommon for Sarminah to vomit.
Sadiman had chopped up the corpse so that it could be easily eaten by Sarminah.
After a week, he finally managed to eat all the organs from the man's corpse. All that remains is bones.
After learning that Sarminah had finished it, Sadiman carried two needles along the index finger of an adult. Then the needle was placed on Sarminah's forehead and stomach. Sarminah screamed in pain, Sadiman recited spells, her lips trembled, and her eyes closed.
Smoke instantly emerged from the sidelines of the ground, filling Sarminah's room. He blew slowly on the white smoke that blocked his view, and Sarminah was transformed into a very beautiful woman.
Her lips are thin cute, her face white with a small mole on the cheek as a sweetener, her eyes narrow, her hair is beautifully spread to her waist, she does not wear a sheet of cloth on her bed. I don't know what happened, his shabby clothes and smell instantly disappeared.
Sadiman covered Sarminah's body with a cloth. Since then Sarminah changed its name to Nini Bogem. His face was completely different from before, he went back to dancing with Sadiman's ronggeng group.
The name Nini Bogem is getting famous, Sadiman ronggeng group is getting bigger and can not be matched. Not once twice Acih came to Nini Bogem to finish him off, but since having a corpse, the woman was getting more powerful. All Acih messes in the fog, can not finish Nini Bogem.
***
For years Sarminah used the stage name Nini Bogem. Nobody recognized him, they thought Sarminah the masseur was dead. Sadiman and Melati also kept the real identity of Nini Bogem a secret. Sarminah lived a long life until ronggeng no longer practiced.
One day he fell ill and suffered a prolonged death. The skewer, yes the corpse that makes it hard to die. No one knew and no one could take out the susuk except Sadiman.
FINISHED