Wonokairun tuku rinso ndhik tokone Bunali.
“Mbah, kok dengaren sampeyan umbah-umbah dhewe ?” takok Bunali.
“Aku katene ngumbah kucing” jare Wonokairun.
“Gak salah tah Mbah.” Bunali bingung.
“Iyo soale kucingku akeh tumone.” Jare Wonokairun.
“Wah yo isok mati kucing sampeyan Mbah” Bunali ngilingno.
“Lho koncoku wingi ngono, yo gak opo-opo” jare Wonokairun.
Mari mbayar, Wonokairun mulih katene ngumbah kucinge.
Sisuke, Wonokairun teko maneh ndhik tokone Bunali kate tuku rokok.
“Yok opo kucing sampeyan Mbah ?” takok Bunali.
“Kucingku mati “ jare Wonokairun.
“Lho lak temen ta... Sampeyan iku tak kandhani gak percoyo. Laopo kucing atik diumbah ambek rinso, wong onok obat tumo” jare Bunali nyeneni.
“Kucingku mati gak mergo rinso” jare Wonokairun njelasno.
“Opok’o lho ??” Bunali gak sabar.
“Tak peres . . . .”