Assumption
MARiska POV

When I was busy talking to the nurse and my friend Disa, the woman I never expected her presence to come. Yes, she is Sumarni.

I didn't like the old woman, she was a pigeon, who looked after our family.

No one knows how old he is, not even my husband Irwan did not know, which he knew when he was a child he had followed his family.

Ms. Sumarni is the descendant of the caretaker for our 'Master' devotees. What is his job in our house? he was someone who made sure our family did not forget our duty as a servant of our 'Mr.

He's the one who watches over us, and makes sure we don't defect to you, it really limits our freedom.

Actually, even without being watched we know the risk that if the agreement is broken, we will disappear without a remnant, and no one will know what causes us to disappear.

For Ms. Sumarni herself, if she gets fooled by us, her life is a bet. Because he is considered negligent to guard his devotee.

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He walked and stopped before Disa, but looked sharply at me.

In my mind, did he hear my conversation with Disa? because almost nothing is impossible for him.

He told Disa to leave us both, and said to help the others.

"Mistress .. ," he called out, her voice smooth as soft as velvet, but it sounded like a threat to me.

He took my kebayaku for the sungkem event tonight. Then put it back in the box.

"You seem to have to be careful if you want to say something to the maid in this house," he said, still with his smooth voice, no snaps or harsh words came out of his mouth, but that was the terrible thing of him, must have tucked a threat in every speech.

"What do you mean?" I try to avoid his accusation.

He got up, he walked to the window and stood there, I watched all his movements.

Very elegant movements, someone seems to look like a normal human being, no one knows that she is a demonic woman, she is a person who does not hesitate to eliminate someone, he said, who tried to harass our Master.

If there is someone who has the advantage, Bu Sum is smelling a little rancid mixed with jasmine flowers, it is according to my husband, only Kanjeng Mother can smell it, while my other family no one can smell it.

Thank goodness .. my inner self, I may not be able to eat, if I must always smell it.

I was also surprised, how Kanjeng Ibu can always stand alone with him. My husband thinks it's probably a habit factor.

"Ndoro Putra is the leader of this family, how can you ask others to take care of him, it is certain that you will be angry if you lose the successor of his followers" he said calmly as he looked at me, I've guessed he heard my talk and Disa.

"Do you think Disa can help you?" tanyanya.

My heart is beating fast, is he also going to wipe out Disa? I don't even know if Disa can help me.

"You know, Disa is my countryman, I just kind of moaned with her, never once did I say anything about this family" I said firmly, indeed I never said anything terrible about my family's adherents.

He walked up and sat down at the end of my bed, "I admit Disa's guard is pretty strong, but of course he's no match for our Master, like, Disa doesn't even know she has a protector, and the creature has no intention of interfering in our affairs, he may just be protecting the girl" he said, as if he did not like the fact.

The deg!

My tongue is cheesy, Disa has a protector? is that a derivative of his family?

Actually it is not strange if Disa can have such a follower, in our village, people still believe in magical things like this, like this, storing the relics of our ancestors is also still a lot that our parents do.

Of course sacred objects such as kris and so on even have 'fill' of each creature.

There are creatures that take care of their owners' families, as Disa may have, there are also creatures that even make their owners unlucky.

It is said that there are those who make the family always live in distress, or always hit by bad luck.

I don't know, it's just news that some villagers still believe.

And I'm one of those people who knows that creatures like them exist.

"Therefore you ask for help from Disa?" tanyanya then looked intently at me.

What was it that made him watch over me, because he knew that Disa had a guard, and read my intention to release the Son from this snare of Satan.

"Do you suspect I'm defecting?" tanyaku.

"Nyonyaa .. madam .. You know my job is to keep an eye on this family" he said grinning.

"You know? Disa is not a stupid girl who does not have a very deep desire to know in her head," he said, trying to guess the character of Disa.

I admit Disa is a clever girl, she must have a keen sense to judge the awkward things that happen to me, and she is also a girl who is good at processing expressions, from the way she is surprised, from the way she is, then he could change his expression to seem ordinary.

I admit he must have a lot of things to ask me, but he never sassy to say anything on his mind.

"Only limited in his mind, never once did he explore the strange awkwardness that he might think," I replied firmly.

"Hemmmm .." he said, breathing out. "Hopefully it's like that— but, I'll keep an eye on him."

She sat gracefully, like someone who used to live in a court environment, sitting with her back straight and hands piled on each other's laps.

He is sometimes like everyone else, talking to us.

He suddenly smiled with a grin and it made my hair goosebumps, what this demonic woman was planning.

"And ... do you agree, if we make Disa our ally?" tanyakanya.

I was fixated, unable to digest the meaning of his words just now, making Disa an ally? what does.

He got up and walked towards the door, when the door was open, he was still holding the door handle and turned a little towards me.

"Maybe we can marry off Disa to Mr. Irwan," he said, then darted out of my room.

Not yet had my consciousness returned to his question, now he surprised me with such a poignant statement.

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Tonight as per her word, if she's going to take care of me, I miss my friend Disa, but surely I won't be able to see her tonight, maybe this is Bu Sum's punishment for me.

At nightfall, it was time for my family to meet 'Master' I was pushed in a wheelchair by Bu Sum.

After arriving in front of the gazebo, he returned to the house to take all our sungkem needs.

My father-in-law held a bunch of roses, while I was in charge of holding a offerings containing our 'Master' offerings.

While the event was going on, Bu Sum darted away from us and approached the window, apparently he saw that if Disa was paying attention to our activities, maybe he was reprimanding him.

I think it's also free, the strangeness of our family must have been smelled by them, and they just dare to assume, without intervening.

Before long he returned, and the lights in Disa's room had gone out, we continued tonight.

I will see the creature that I think is still very creepy, even though I have seen it often, he does sometimes take the form of an ordinary human, but with a large stature, he said, it doesn't look like a normal human being, however.

Before long the dimensional door opened, like a mirror, our gaze to the gazebo through our Master's realm, there he was sitting on his throne.

Accompanied by the ladies and their followers, they wore chains around their necks that were connected to each other.

This is the fate of me and my family someday, to be an eternal follower of his kingdom.

I never thought about my family-in-law, why would they want to be slaves to such an evil creature, and my husband even had the heart to pull me and our son to fall into it.

She got up and sat in our gazebo, Kanjeng mother took a sesajen tray from my hand, a roasted cemani chicken, and various kinds of market snacks neatly arranged there, she said, if we see it He eats it, but for a layman it is still untouched, and only turns to rot the next day. Because of the sari of his pati which our Master actually ate.

Suddenly a distracted look, he turned his head to the side, right into the room of Disa who was peeking at the gap of her curtain.

And at a glance I saw who the guard was, an old man with a white beard covered Disa's eyes.

Our master was angry, he ruffled the roses there, as if he had not been invited by a guest, he immediately returned to his realm, and the gate closed.

We could all just sigh, and back in our rooms, I knew our master didn't like Disa's protector.

Can I still hope? mummu ....

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