
"Son Anan! Please keep his mouth guarded, a little courtesy huh!" mbah Marjan Pinta.
"Whisper luh!" Devon immediately covered Anan's mouth with both hands.
"Fuahhhhhhhhhh! Salty hand. Where the smell again is a bit asemic," protested Anan who tried to remove Devon's hand from his lips.
"What time?" Devon sniffed his right hand, "oh yeah I forgot I was out of ketek, gatel because hehehe."
"Slave!" Anan nudged Devon's shoulder.
"What a gentlemanly Anan!" Devon looked at him sharply.
"L-yes, I'm sorry, Mbah. But please make her get away from me" whined Anan finally.
Sighing for a moment then Mbah Marjan opened his voice, "OK alright. Well, my beautiful wedok boy, you better go yes, Ndok. Or later I burn you away. Do you want to?"
"Eh, no Mbah, no! I don't want to, Mbah, don't burn me! Okay, I'm leaving, but there's a condition. I want to go home with him. Then he said the same girl so as not to make me follow him again, the only condition is that I can get away from him," said the kuntilanak ghost.
"Oh so anyway. What is the name of the girl?" ask Mbah Marjan.
"Ummm. If not wrong name Anandita," replied the kuntilanak.
Anan stood up and pointed towards the female ghost .
"What?! I'm not wrong, right? You said the girl was called Anandita? That shit chick?! Hadeh .. so he's the one who swears me to be followed by you? Wow, this bad chick should be given a sponsor–"
"Ehm ehm, can you calm down little Nak Anan!" cut Mbah Marjan.
"Sorry, Mbah," said Anan back crouching and hiding.
"Anan the same Devon is sitting here!" mbah Marjan Pinta.
"No, I'm afraid!" anan Sahut.
"It's okay, you guys sit here. Wong he is tame," Mbah Marjan said, chuckling.
Anan and Devon look at each other and sit on the sofa in front of the kuntilanak. Devon started to act relaxed and calm. Only Anan was still trying to avoid that kuntilanak gaze.
"Look at Anan. You have to be careful with that girl. If he has the ability to make this beautiful wedok boy follow you, it means he has magical abilities that he is either aware of or not. Hmmm .. I was curious to meet this child," explained Mbah Marjan.
"Don't see Mbah, it'll make shit" said Anan.
"Now you're talking about Anita's friend, huh? Isn't she cute, Nan? Same with Anita. I really want to disturb him" said Devon sumringah.
"Huh, you dumb-ass crocodile! Goat given full make up also you say cute too anyway!" cibir Anan scooped up Devon's face in annoyance.
"So, the problem is sorted out, right? Mbak Kunti already want to go home from you to deliver with a woman named Dita earlier. Well, please make payment to my wife. Later he detailed the cost and gave me his account number. Use e wallet also can, hahaha." Mbah Marjan pointed to his wife who came to bring some snacks to the guest table.
"Wuidih, Mbah Marjan is getting more current payments," said Devon.
"Yes dong, Mbah also play crypto. Please taste the food!" mbah Marjan.
"Food for me, Mbah?" ask the kuntilanak.
"So, ask for the same canteen behind the house!" mbah Marjan.
"Asik, hihihihi!" The female ghost floated away.
Devon held his nape because he felt the air goosebumps when the kuntilanak laughed.
Meanwhile, Anan was still pondering until he ruffled his own hair in annoyance.
...***...
The Arjuna family's mansion.
Dita returned to the mansion with Aunt Dewi to work on a new patient data report. The woman chose to take Dita home instead of being in the hospital. Aunt Dewi felt her legs slightly dislocated and wanted to get a massage from Ms. Mey, her domestic assistant.
Shortly thereafter, Dita's task was completed at half-six that afternoon. He then helped the duties of a servant in the big house. The waiter named Yaya tidied up the small garden behind the house.
"Non, what's the matter here?" ask Yaya.
"White, Mother. Here I help you," Pinta Dita who wants to reach for the water hose while Yaya is holding the scissors cut the ugly leaves.
"Eh, not Non! Non-Tributed is a guest here. Later I am diomelin Madam Dewi," he said.
"I'm not a guest, though. I work for him too. I helped you here!" dita Pinta.
"Dita! Here!" Aunt Goddess calls.
"No, she was called Madam" said Yaya.
"Okay, I'm Yaya's mother." Dita then approached Aunt Dewi.
However, his steps stopped when he saw the figure of a pocong standing behind a mango tree not far from the backyard. Occasionally the black-faced pocong peeked.
"Duh, cuekin aja Ta," he murmured.
"Ta, later if you go home bring this cake for your family. Aunty wants to take a shower first sultry it's out on massage. Oh yes if you want to eat, Mother Mey has prepared food for you," said Aunt Dewi and then rose to her room.
"Thank you, Auntie!" dita Exclamation.
A box of chocolate shifon cakes was handed over to Dita from Mey's mother's hand.
"Thank you, Mrs Mey" said Dita.
"Come with mom! Neng Dita eat first, yuk!" take Miss Mey.
"Well, thank you, ma'am." Dita follows Ms. Mey to the kitchen.
At first glance he had seen a woman wearing traditional Javanese clothes with a shawl like a dancer, was floating while walking into a room.
"Non, how can you be dumb? Hayo's coming!" reprimand Bu Mey pat Dita on the shoulder.
"Yes, Mom."
The two then walked into the kitchen. When Dita was eating fried chicken noodles, broomstick rendang, and vegetable soup, Bu Mey was preparing dinner in a container for Dita. His mother was busy taking care of Ali who was still hospitalized, therefore Dita must be alone at home and there is no food, thought Ms. Mey.
"Later this one was brought home. It's rendang meat with the fried noodles. Non Dita can taro the refrigerator for tomorrow on Twitter again," said Bu Mey.
"Call Just, Mom. Do not use Non," said Dita with a mouth full chew.
Ms. Mey was amazed by the large portion of Dita's meal. However, the girl's body even looked skinny. Had glanced at Dita's stomach to make sure the distended what not. In fact Dita's stomach is small and slender.
"We eat a lot yes but not fat, how can we?" mrs Mey asked as she chuckled.
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