
"Can usually be at this hour someone sends a package, what is it?"
The Holy Mother began to slowly open the contents of the package, as she opened it.
"This fire. "
Throwing it away, the contents of the package were blood-stained meat. Holy Mother like getting terror bertubi tubi from night until morning blind.
Irritable breathing was mixed with fear, the old woman, trying to pick up the blood-stained meat, and slowly disposing of the trash in front of the house.
Neighbors passing through the house of the Holy Mother, without wonder. Especially when he saw that the Holy Mother's spirit was very different, he approached the old woman and now asked." Holy Ma'am, what's the matter?"
When the question was not answered well, the Holy Mother instead yelled at the person who asked her, "Many nanya, there go."
Whether because the reflex was surprised or indeed frightened because he threw away the meat that he did not know what the meat was, Holy Mother went back into his house.
Bu Ita the gossip friends of the Holy Mother, without being surprised by the change of the old woman, when it is clear they are always together, but when Bu Ita passed his house. It was not the friendly answer he heard.
"What's up with Holy Ma'am, weird. Though I deliberately passed his house, wanting to hear about yesterday's news, his time in the hospital. Lah this?"
Ms. Ita felt that she was not considered by her best friend who just walked into the house, hurried to go to tell other friends, because she saw the unnatural changes of the Holy Mother.
"It looks like I'm going to tell others about Holy Mother."
The courier is now given an allowance, a red sheet. From the hands of Bu Nira, "Nih, your work is good, it's dong. Oh yeah, there's more work, yes, I'll send it by message. "
Kurik smiled and nodded his head, after hearing the words that came from Bu Nira's mouth, he received any orders. Most importantly, money.
"Good, there you go. As always, assume we know only when you send a package to me," said Ms. Nira, the old woman will not hesitate to teach a lesson. At Holy Ma'am, women have a spicy mouth and like to slander.
If it does not act and seek justice who else, after the courier is gone. Suddenly Bu Ita came past Bu Nira's house, "Mum Nira, Bu Nira. "
The woman who became Saiful's mother glanced at Bu Ita who called out to her. "Gee, did he hear me not yes my conversation with the courier." Mumbled Bu Nira's heart.
"Eh, Miss Ita, how are you. Tumben's through here?" asked Bu Nira, looking at the forty-year-old woman who was not much different from her age.
Ms. Ita is the closest friend to the Holy Mother, they are never absent if it annoys everyone.
"Yes, it just so happened to pass by here. There's something I want to talk about."
Folding both hands, Bu Nira had guessed that Bu Ita would certainly not be far from gossiping and talking about others.
"Start this guy again." Gerrutu Bu Nira is lazy to serve Bu Ita, a true friend of Holy Mother.
Waving in front of Bu Nira and denouncing her true friend, "Mum Nira knows no, the Holy Mother. Rich crazy people were scared that, when I passed in snapped snapped, it was already rich crazy people. Really no?"
Ms. Nira glanced at the forty-year-old woman, draping her hands together, still in the same position.
"Why? How could that be?" ask Bu Nira again pretending not to know, about the change of Holy Mother. Even though he actually knew, all of his own actions, Bu Nira began to lift the action back, so that everything was more exciting.
"So, since you got home from the police station. Holy Mother's behavior is really strange, is there something with her, or ....! "
Bu Ita stopped his words, until Bu Nira was curious. " or what?"
"He had a mental disorder, because of the stress of facing the Nita who had a lot of problems!" ma'am Ita answered still blaming Nita, who did not have the slightest mistake to disturb everyone never.
"Based on the slanderer, it could be. Saying that." Gerrutu Bu Nira, not willing if Nita is slandered continuously, is now looking for ways how to make all the fitanahan turned to the Holy Mother.
"Hem, time anyway. I saw yesterday that Nita was in the flat on the same page as the police, and the parents of the missing child, were staying at Nita's house. Time he made trouble but the life of the Nita is fine, so he never loh julid with us," replied Bu Nira, making both cheeks of Bu Ita flushed like shame.
Bu Nira approached back towards Bu Ita, whispering something. " Eh Bu Ita knows no, I heard the police talking about the death of Ms. Siti loh her sister."
It was seen that Bu Ita swallowed his saliva, feeling an overwhelming fear in his heart." Ehh,"
The forty-year-old woman even showed an already uncomfortable look as she got closer to Bu Nira.
"Bu Ita knows no, that Holy Mother why rich crazy. He said the police suspected that the case of Ms. Siti's death had something to do with her, oh yeah. Anything else? The police want to track down all the perpetrators, "slow whispered Ms. Nira.
Deg ....
Deg ....
Deg ...
The heart beats uncharacteristically, as if getting something really scary.
"Well, Bu Nira, how could the Holy Mother have done such a thing, Bu Nira knew for herself that the holy mother was so kind to Nita."
Gelagat Bu Ita is getting suspicious. The forty-year-old woman rubbed the back of her shoulder.
Ms. Ita was not happy, Iya did not want to linger chatting with Bu Nira, because the more chatting in Saiful's mother, the more cornering Bu Ita to tell the truth.
"Oh yes, I forgot Bu Nira, my son was crying he said he wanted to eat. Coincidentally I want to cook first for my son. "return Bu Ita, already restless want to leave immediately.
"Oh, yeah. Whose child, isn't Miss Ita living alone?"
The question of Bu Nira makes Bu Ita more, misbehaved and confused to answer.
"That's the neighbor's kid, tipped to me, so. I used to be afraid he was crying. "Bu Ita ran, ignoring her hands.
" Mm I expected, there's a mastermind. From all this, it looks like Miss Ita should be investigated. " Murm the heart of Bu Nira.