
The longer, the more hurt Mira listened to Bi Darsih's story about her mother, Nirmala. Mary's spirit in Mkra's body could not even control herself so she unconsciously broke one finger of her hand making a very loud noise.
Cracks!
"Son! Want Mira to be papa?" The panicked Bi Darsih immediately saw and held Mira's cold hand.
It is clearly visible red curate on the wrong finger stau Mira. However, Mira immediately withdrew her hand so that it would not be held by Bi Darsih for too long.
"Ah, no papa bi. I'm not papa. I accidentally pressed my finger too hard. I'm fine bi" Mira immediately hid her hands behind the clothes she was wearing.
Bi Darsih began to feel strange with Mira's body temperature that was cold like ice, even Bi Darsih was just aware that the color of the skin was so pale unlike humans in general.
"Is Nak Mira okay? Are you sick, son?" Bi Darsih who will hold Mira's forehead is a little sad when Mira directly keeps her head away so as not to be touched by her.
"Sorry if your sassy aunt wants to touch Nak Mira's forehead" Bi Darsih immediately bowed his head.
"Ah, I'm sorry bi. Excuse me. I didn't mean to avoid aunt. I didn't mean to avoid touching aunt's hand. It's just that my forehead is a little sensitive because my skin has an infection. So if anyone touches my forehead with his hands, then the hand that holds my forehead will also contract a skin infection on my face"
Mira realized that the reason was absurd, but even the old Bi Darsih only nodded his head to understand and seemed to believe the words of Mira who explained about the contagious infection of kukit on his face.
"Continue the story. Sorry if I hurt aunt" Mira held Bi Darsih's hand, hoping the middle-aged woman continued her story.
Bi Darsih smiled and began to tell the story of Nirmala, Danu and Ria. Until the tragic death of his mother due to the collapse, Bi Darsih only mentioned that his mother died of heart disease and depression during which his mother suffered.
"Non Maria's unhealed pain, as well as Mr. Danu and Mrs Ria's increasingly becoming behavior, make Mrs Nirmala may be stressed and depressed. Lady Nirmala is a strong and strong woman. Even aunty alone did not expect that Madame Nirmala would leave so soon. In fact" Bi Darsih's words hung back then.
"Even after Nirmala's death, Non-Maria left her aunt and chose to follow her mother. Aunt is very lost, really very lost. Not because aunts are afraid of getting fired and not getting a job, but aunts are very sad when they know a good aunt's employer, the one you thought of as your own child left your aunt alone in this cruel world. Even Non-Maria could catch up with her mother and leave her aunt alone"
Mira was silent, she did not know that Bi Darsih felt very lost for her death.
"Patient aunt, now auntie don't be sad. Mira's here with aunt. Aunty can think of Mira as a granddaughter or aunt's child"
Bi Darsih smiled and held Mira's hand tightly.
"Now the aunt doesn't even feel bad about Madame Nirmala's spirit because she's sure she wouldn't hurt her aunt"
"I really did not think that aunt thought that the spirit was the spirit of Lady Nirmala"
"Auntie and all the people in this village have even seen the crushed face of Madam Nirnala during the night. So we're convinced that the ghost is Mrs Nirmala"
Mira was silent, she had been covering her face when scaring people in her village, but she never knew that people saw her face was the face of the mother.
"Does the face of the Almarhumah of Non-Maria resemble that of her mother?" ask Mira.
"Yes, Non Maria's face is very similar to that of Lady Nirmala"
So this is the reason why all the citizens even Bi Darsih, Danu and Ria call the spirit of Mary as the Spirit of Nirmala. Because Mary's face is so similar to her mother, although Mary often displays a broken face and covered with hair.