Assumption
Night Chat

When she finished dinner, her employers were sitting in the living room talking.

Mita was in Ndoro Putra's room, accompanying him until their master's son slept.

Fatmah and Yanti are cleaning their plates.

Only Disa was at the dining table alone, she was enjoying her dinner.

"Slow Dis. You are rich have not eaten for a long time," said Yanti while sitting next to him, peeling papaya fruit.

"Laper Yan—" replied Disa with her mouth filled.

"The lady's asleep, Dis?" said Fatmah who also joined them at the dinner table.

"It hasn't been, but I've had my permission, really." He still enjoyed his dinner.

"Have you taken food for Wahyu sir, Yan?" ask mba Fatmah.

Pak Wahyu is the guardian of their master's house. The task of Wahyu sir is only night, if morning there is a pack of Jarwo who is in charge of cleaning the garden while guarding the front gate.

"Eh, yes I forgot mbak," said Yanti while scratching her head.

He got up immediately filling the dishes and side dishes for the housekeeper.

"Yes I already want to make fried food, later he came here to send dishes, can all bring fried." Fatmah went to the refrigerator, immediately took the ingredients to make a snack for her employer's housekeeper.

Disa was still sitting watching their work, with the dishes still lying on the table while the contents were up.

Shameful, if this afternoon he complained to his young mistress, if he felt tired, even though his work was still light.

If you see, his friends never stop doing their duties, there is only work that must be done, and when they have to ask for help from colleagues because they are doing other work.

Disa is the son of a farmer, he is also used to help his parents in the fields, planting, watering, or harvesting, even homework such as cooking, washing, and cleaning the house, all Disa who do, he said, but now he was easily tired.

It doesn't seem like a job that drains her energy but what makes Disa tired is because of the mystical things she experienced. He was confused as to what his feelings were, or reality.

Can be raised with a lot of knowing mystical things. Obviously he felt something was wrong with his employer's house, but Disa tried to brush him off.

Could so remember the message of Bu Retno who he met on the trip yesterday, so that Disa just work hard, no need to care about the business of her employer, Disa thought if it was just a suggestion, just a suggestion, or there is a warning.

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The clock has shown at 22:00, Disa and Yanti have rested in her room, they relax, Disa is tired, but she wants to know a little about her employer's family.

"Yan— you've been here three months, Miss Mariska, has it hurt for a long time?" disa asked, she tilted her body to look at her roommate.

Yanti hesitated as she was about to answer Disa's question. "Mmm .. How, yes Dis. If I told you, you wouldn't believe me."

Disa then sat up, when she heard the tone of doubt from Yanti's words. "Don't believe what that means?"

"Shuuuut .. "yanti rebuked, she glanced at the door, afraid that they would be rebuked by Sumarni.

"Dis night, let your voice down. If you want me to continue the story." Yanti also returned to her body, staring at the ceiling of the room, trying to remember the events she had experienced.

"Sorry Yan, I'm curious about that," whispered Disa, she also lay down and looked at Yanti.

"Two months I work, Miss Mariska is still healthy Dis, she just got sick about this one month. After they had been out of town for a week, Madam Mariska had come home like that" she recalled, looking at Disa.

"So, he hasn't been sick for long?" disa asked, still in her whispering voice, while Yanti spoke in a normal tone, only more slowly.

"You said Mrs Fatmah, she was the one who had been here two years, this was the second time, but she thought later also Mrs Mariska healthy again," he explained.

"That makes Dis serem, that new time home, for a week Madam in a blood transfusion." Yanti shuddered, she recalled that when Lady Mariska had to be in a blood transfusion, she was curious about what happened, but Ms. Sumarni once reminded that Madame Mariska was only sick, and did not ask much.

Immediately Disa was surprised, "Huh!" Until his reflexes sit back, then Yanti pulled him back to rest immediately.

"Ishhh this is you, Dis. Ordinary, anyway! There's a lot more fun, you know!" sumpul Yanti.

Before long the sound of the door was knocked, and followed by a reprimand by Bu Sumarni.

"It's night, you guys have to sleep, don't just talk!"

Disa and Yanti giggled while closing their mouths. "Come on Yan, continue the story," said Disa.

"Ntar you scream again, but there are still many that I want to tell you," said Yanti.

"Okay, I promise I'll shut up, not scream anymore" said Disa, brandishing the letter 'V' with her finger.

"Awas you scream again, I stay asleep, let you die curious," Yanti threatened.

"Promise, let's go ahead."

"That week Mrs Mariska was in the infusion .. did not wake her up during Dis, but that abis He realized, you saw no blue patches on the body of Madam in her bath time?" yanti continued to tell stories.

Disa was also curious about their master's blue spot.

"Yes Yan, but only in the chest anyway, why is it Yan?"

Yanti also sighed and continued, "means already Dis, when I bathe first, almost all of her body was in blue-blue, did Madam Mariska have a hard disease huh Dis?" Yanti was curious.

"So rich is Dis, there is also a blood cancer that loh Dis." Yanti tried to remember the name of a common illness she had heard of.

"Leukemia?" terka Disa's.

"Well, isn't that it? what is anemia."

"Anemia is less blood as well, it could be, but what should be in transfusion," said Disa wonder.

"Yes do not know Dis, but I used to be horrified to see the body of the Madam, rich abis jatoh what in gebukin that. Now that means it's already been said."

"You are still curious, tomorrow asked Mbak Fatmah. I'm the same Mita also just know the problem, but Mbak Fatmah would say, have worked just not trying, ntar also healthy again Madam, that's the answer."  Yanti was actually curious about Madam Mariska's illness, but there was nothing she could ask, until finally she was the same as Mita, choosing to be indifferent.

"I feel wingit loh Yan in this house, if my grandmother said the term anyep first." Disa also told her feelings that always felt worried about her employer's house.

Actually, Yanti also felt what Disa said, they also felt if her employer's house felt strange, but they ignored it.

"Well not you, I'm the first time you can't sleep Dis, luckily I slept with Fatmah, what do you feel Dis?"

"Yes, it feels like someone is watching that," replied Disa, she did not want to tell the incident she experienced, afraid that later Yanti even resigned from here, and he'll sleep alone.

The two of them yawned not feeling very late. They still keep a meeting of the events that each of them experienced.

"Sleep yuk Dis, tomorrow again continue," asked Yanti, she immediately pulled the blanket and closed her eyes.

Disa also looked at the ceiling of her room, wanted to know the mystery about Mrs Mariska, but her energy and mind were very tired, she followed Yanti to dreamland.

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