Ghost Nose Mbeler
Regretting.

Sayup-sayup heard the voice of people teaching, the verses of the Qur'an sounded reassuring, Mutdah increasingly solidify his footsteps towards the house that is turning the murotul qur'an.

Mutdah was close to the house, a figure wearing a blue robe with a matching hijab smiled at Mutdah.

"Mak Mutdah, come in,"

Said the Mother of the owner of the house.

Mutdah was a little embarrassed to enter the house, he then sat in the living room that looked neat and clean despite its small size.

Mutdah sat back to the door, in front of him there was a tivi placed on a small table, on top of the tivi looks a dvd player and also looked lined with two sound systems beside him.

Mutdah was washed away in the beautiful chant of the holy verses, with eyes that continued to gaze towards the sound of black color, the air drifted, Mutdah's heart was very poignant, the fire in so many arrows.

This time he really regretted what he had been doing all along.

Usually the regret disappears with the return of the shadow of revenge but this time the right place can actually make Mutdah aware of the great sin he was committing.

Tears just flow without him knowing, Mutdah knows very well if in this case he is a fool who wants to continue to sacrifice for the sake of people who have forgotten themselves.

Husband whom he loved and respected, always repulsed him who was getting thinner and always cold and sickly.

"Mbak Mutdah is drinking it, please drink it while still anget" said Mbak Siti gently.

Mutdah grabbed the glass of warm tea and then gulped it in half.

"Mbak, if anyone wants to be told or needs to exchange opinions I am ready to be a good listener, and insya alloh mandate in keeping it." said Siti Mbak slowly but full of emphasis.

"I was confused Ma'am Siti, should be from where I started telling the story.."it seems Mutdah took a deep breath then threw it away slowly .

For a few seconds...

Tick tick tick tick...

Only the clock sounds were heard.

The two are silent, until....

"Mbak Siti.."call Mutdah.

"Yes Mbak Mut." replied Mbak Siti.

"Sa.ya.." said Mutdah with a little stammering.

"Hmmm...." Ma'am Siti answered with perfectly rounded eyes and furrowed eyebrows.

"What's up, Mut?"ask Siti at last.

"To be honest at the moment I'm very sorry Ma'am, I don't want to continue all this, I'm tired."

"I feel like someone else, I can't be myself, I'm so tormented and I can't enjoy life like people."

Mbak Siti seemed to occasionally nod and gently pat Mutdah without interrupting at all.

Siti preferred to be a good listener, she let Mutdah take all the burden of thought and frown from her heart.

Mutdah felt better when all the burdens in his heart and mind could be revealed, especially to people he believed could be trusted.

Mbak Siti advised that Mutdah many people would be sorry to Allah.

In that place also Mutdah invited to purify themselves by ablution.

Mutdah appeared to be wearing a white channel face, he raised his hands to the creator asking for forgiveness and asking for instructions to get out of the idolatry.

In the room, Sugeng was reciting a spell to summon Nyai Warsi.

Seemed a tray full of seven-figure flowers and other offerings.

Tanpak also fresh blood in coconut shells, chicken blood cemani and also chicken cemani was placed in the same basket.

A small resin was lit, the originally calm fire now looked like it was blowing in the wind, and before long the fire was extinguished.

Nyai Warsi who usually did not want to appear directly and only wanted to meet Sugeng in the dream was now clearly visible in front of Sugeng's eyes.

"You broke a promise.."

"Dw.huh.huh.hi..hi...hi...hihi...hih.....hih..."

Said the Red kuntilanak with a cracked head and a hood full of pus that smelled very rotten and fishy.

His eyes Warsi look red light, he floated closer towards Sugeng who was still in a squatting position and just trying to stand up.

Sugeng immediately stood up and inched backwards, at the pull of the door hinge that he had locked from the inside.

Sugeng ran out, how surprised he was when he found his kitchen was almost burnt.

The flash back on.

"What do you want to eat now?"

Mutdah Sugeng's wife asked when she saw Sugen sitting on the dining table chair.

"Now Buk." replied Sugeng briefly without even turning to his wife.

Mutdah just sighed then moved towards the plate rack.

He took a plate and a spoon and placed it on the table right in front of her husband.

Mutdah then spooned rice to her Husband.

Mutdah intends to take a side dish for her Husband when...

"Daddy.jjj..jing..."Mutdah swiftly covered her mouth and nose while sneezing beside her husband.

He then pulled out snot using the handkerchief he had used to close his mouth.

Sugeng shuddered in disdain and then threw his eyes away from Mutdah.

Mutdah eventually chose to stay away, leaving behind her Husband who preferred to take the side dish himself.

Mutdah took a match of jes, a lighters with a blue curd box wrap and a picture of the palm farmer he opened and took one seed.

Immediately he turned on the gas stove that still uses the axis by burning the tip of the lid first and then he put into the middle of the stove where there is a lined axis that connects the fire with oil gas.

Mutdah put a small pot in which there was leftover vegetable lodeh yesterday with tears in its eyes.

That's how Mutdah, the happiness he showed was just pretending.

Mutdah will only eat leftover vegetables yesterday, and if it cooks that morning just to prepare for Sugeng.

Often Sugeng reprimanded him just for throwing the leftover vegetables, he was said to be rich by Sugeng, not infrequently Sugeng also said that Mutdah did not deserve good treatment because he was no longer useful, no longer useful,Even the child does not have, and he is also disgusting, that's what Sugeng said.

Mutdah will only be bought nice clothes and jewelry to show off to neighbors, and after that the jewelry will be sold Sugeng again in the city market.

Mutdah was unable to withstand the turmoil of grief, he went to the back of the kitchen just to sit down to calm down, at the same time Sugeng seemed to enter the worship room and lock the door from the inside.

It can be ascertained if Sugeng will only leave the room tomorrow before dawn.

Mutdah who was at war with a frown in the heart was hearing the voices of the people teaching, he was led to find the source of the sound.

Mutdah did not realize that he was leaving the stove that was burning fire and the pot on the stove was starting to dry and had smelled a charred smell.

A red Kuntilanak Ghost followed Mutdah but he was unable to withstand the heat while trying to enter a house in which the murotul qur'an was heard.

The Red Kuntilanak looked angry, with eyes burning red and the dress in red,as well as the black blood and pus that fell the kuntilanak drifted through the house of someone who was adoring and called his name to make offerings to him.

Kuntilanak threw the stove that was still burning until it rolled on the floor with a mess of gas oil so that the fire quickly grabbed the entire room,especially beside the place there are piles of dry coconut coir stacked neatly.

Flash back off.