Ghost Nose Mbeler
Enjoy for a moment

Sugeng back selling in the market, early in the morning he set off on an ontel bike that carried cassava using a bamboo obrok.

Seemed occasionally Sugeng whistled, his face also looks brightah.

How not, this morning trade he paid a case not as usual where he was just a coolie and got a wage according to the provisions of each day.

Sugeng was very excited to pedal his bike to the market.

When he arrived at the stall he immediately peddled his wares, but before all the cassava was finished he dropped from the obrok, the man who yesterday bought his cassava.

The man was driving a black pik-up car.

Yesterday's incident happened again even this time the salesman ordered twice the amount today for tomorrow morning.

Sugeng who felt like he was hit by the moon was very grateful to the man.

In between his happiness he again believes if all that is due to the power of Nyai Warsi.

Elsewhere, Sugeng Mutdah wife was shopping at a stall, she bought some instant noodles, sugar and cooking oil.

The owner of the shop seemed to pop his lips with a sour face as well.

"What do you want to buy?"ask the owner of the stall with a sniffy tone.

"Buy Yu, how much is the total of my debt, Yu?"

Mutdah said in a proud tone.

Money of four hundred thousand because the total debt at once spending is three hundred sixty seven thousand.

Mutdah went home with his shopping.

He stopped by the vegetable maker, there looked some mothers who were also shopping.

Mutdah took one whole chicken at a time as a condiment ungkep.

One looked to blink his eyes at the other mothers as if giving a sign of astonishment.

Mutdah returned to pay for his groceries, and he soon passed to go home.

After Mutdah's departure, it was seen that the mothers in the group talked about it whether it was at the sembako shop or at the vegetable shop.

All seemed astonished at Mutdah's current financial condition.

Sugeng came home and was greeted with a beautiful smile from his wife.

The two had lunch with side dishes that could be said to be more delicious when compared to the past when they had not worshiped Nyai Warsi.

"That's the chicken."

Said Sugeng while pointing at a chicken whose one leg he tied with raffia and then the other end of the raffia he tied to the foot of the table.

"Yes, sir, after this I'm cooking, but please kill me?"

"Just like the blood put on the coconut shell, you sir, make a prayer later."

"If the flowers of seven forms Ibuk ready in the display earlier all the bananas of the king the same as chicken eggs of the village of tembean."

"Yes Buk, after you eat later you slaughtered."

During the afternoon, a room was filled with offerings.

Sugeng seemed to be sitting on a mat in front of the offerings.

He called Nyai Warsi's name to come enjoy the show.

No need to wait long, the figure of Nyai Warsi the red kuntilanak came through the wall of Sugeng house which half is still made of sengon wood board.

The red kuntilanak inhaled the blood of cemani chickens presented in coconut shell pieces and placed on the flowers seven forms.

A black aura shot out from Sugeng's body and was reabsorbed by the red kuntilanak.

Sugeng sleeps on a mat looking up in the room, why drowsiness is increasingly seeping over him.

Sugeng had lena in his subconscious, there he dreamed of wrestling with his wife on the bed.

Until the sound of the cock crowing woke Sugeng.

He felt uncomfortable in the pants he was wearing because it was wet somehow, even his clothes were now wet with sweat.

Sugeng immediately woke up and took a shower while washing the clothes he was wearing.

It looks like my wife moved out of the kitchen door to the bathroom which is located separate from the house and is in the back.

Sugeng immediately went to his house to pick up cassava for him to sell in the market, not forgetting he gave money according to the price determined by the jury.

Sugeng back selling, men who yesterday ordered twice the previous order also came to take his cassava.

One-third of sugeng merchandise has been transported up to the booker's pick up, now only a few pounds have not been sold.

Not long ago seen a mother-mother came to buy a kilo of cassava, then came another again.

Buyers come and go as if something is pulling them in.

Sugeng's trade has been exhausted.

Smile expands on Sugeng's lips.

The day changed Sugeng's business day was getting ahead.

Sugeng intended to buy the courtroom owned by his lawyer.

After two months passed finally Sugeng really became the owner of the stall, even he had also started to become a cassava slayer in the farmer's garden directly.

Sugeng and Mutdah's life has now changed one hundred percent of those who used to have debts everywhere now just the opposite, they are the ones who pay their money at ten percent interest per month.

Sugeng was still lulled at the pleasures of the world that he believed if it was the blessing of Nyai Warsi.

While Mutdah, he looks arrogant with what he has at the moment.

Luxury house, nice clothes, lots of jewelry.

"Yes Yu I know that Yu Mutdah is now a rich man."

"Bok ya don't dress like fine jewelry."

"That's loh, your nose that mbeler mbok yes in the treatment, cold wong kok has been almost a year not to heal."

"Money has been a lot, he went to the specialist so that he could be given a panacea that works."

"Nih ya Yu Mut, those men if you are rich like to act lo."

"Especially if the model house is rich Yu Mutdah, hidunge mbeler centrap sentrup continues."

"It could be dangerous if Kang Sugeng out there met the same immediately."

Such was the chattering of neighbors who were embarrassed by Mutdah's overly showy attitude.

They will say if Mutdah is sick, his nose is constantly cold can make his Husband bored to cheating.

Mutdah who realized that the actual cold he suffered was a condition of Nyai Warsi could not answer anything.

Often he goes with a big heart because he feels defeated.

The fact that Mutdah did not really enjoy the property he had, he only used his property as a means of revenge on those who used to always insult him.

While she herself, with her constant colds made her very uncomfortable, unwell sleep, unwell food, and unsettled heart, she honestly confirmed what her neighbors had to say about her husband,she was rarely touched by her husband.

Especially when her husband finished performing the ritual, the husband could not sleep with her for three days, and chose to sleep on the living room sofa.

Mutdah seemed to be sitting contemplating, implied by the lightening regret in his little heart.

The figure of the red kuntilanak came back and blew something on Mutdah's forehead until the woman recalled the abuse and abuse of the citizens when she owed him money or money,and remember also when his son died because he was late in bringing treatment because he had no money.

The red Kuntilanak grinned, his head cracking open dripping with thick blood in blackish red.

His nose also dripped with rotten pus, while both his hands seemed to grow long and pointed nails like claws.