Ghost Nose Mbeler
Death Fires

"A.pi..."

Sugeng immediately ran towards the exit but somehow it seemed as if the door was locked.

He then walked in a row towards a plastic barrel in red and covered in white, Sugeng intended to extinguish the fire that was increasingly spread everywhere,

The fire had reached the roof of the kitchen and began to burn the walls of the house with its brass.

Curtains and all trinkets have been left, Sugeng himself now his breath is stingy because he inhales too much smoke, sometimes he sneezes and wipes the liquid coming out of his nose.

A large beam fell and hit Sugeng's head, blood spurted from the top of Sugeng's head.

He fell down, his sight ran away until he was finally unconscious.

There were cries of people calling Sugeng's name, they wanted to make sure Sugeng in there was still fine or not.

Mutdah himself was already on the street next to his house which was indeed Mutdah's house located in the corner of the T-junction.

Mutdah repeatedly said istighfar, he was still seen using a mukena while his two hands seemed to lift the bottom of the face so as not to get dirty.

"Kang, Kang Sugeng...?"

"Please sir, my husband is still in the room, please save him sir."

Mutdah said in his tears, he had just remembered that he had left the stove burning.

"It's my fault Ms. Siti, I forgot that I was turning on the stove" she added in the arms of Ms. Siti.

"Sabar Mbak Mutdah, we will pray that Kang Sugeng will be fine and can be saved immediately" said Mbak Siti trying to calm down, he said,although honestly he himself is not sure if Sugeng can still survive while the fire has devoured the entire roof of the House.

Not far from where Mutdah stood was seen the figure of the Red Kuntilanak grinning, he was standing on the top of a rambutan tree that stood upright on the left side of the fork.

The red Kuntilanak looked straight at Mutdah.

As implied hatred, maybe because Mutdah decided not to be a follower anymore.

Police officers and firefighters arrived at a time when the fire was already very large.

The red jago seemed to indicate that the Sugeng house obtained by illegal means must be completely destroyed.

Damkar officers have managed to extinguish the fire, there are some who have entered to evacuate the victims into the house when the fire has only begun to shrink.

Four officers came out with a stretcher on top of which appeared Sugeng who was lying helpless.

Sugeng suffered serious burns, fresh blood still came out of his head spreading a fishy smell and the smell of exorbitant because the clothes, skin and hair of Sugeng turned out to be one of the soft targets of the red whiz.

A police car took Sugeng to a hospital in the sub-district.

Mutdah fell to his knees after finding her husband in a critical condition.

The fire has now been extinguished, the police put up a police line just as a sign if the place is a danger-prone area.

Mutdah, who had just regained consciousness from fainting, asked to be immediately transferred to the hospital where her husband was treated.

But he just spoke like that to Mbak Siti, a sentence that Mbak Siti said forced him to fall unconscious again.

Her husband died on his way to the hospital from blood loss.

Mutdah's ordeal came when he was just trying to get back on the right path.

Sugeng's body was buried that morning as well.

Residents came to the temple, there were those who came to visit there were also those who took us to the tomb and even helped until all the clothes of the event were finished.

For a while Mutdah will stay there while waiting for his cousin's sister who lives in Kalimantan to come to pick him up.

The male pilgrims asked by Mr. Ustad to pray Sugeng had arrived.

Mutdah sat leaning against the back of the blue plastic chair, staring straight out the kitchen door.

It looked as bright as a shadow, like people running or rather people who were in a hurry because they were chasing something, but strangely there was no sound of footsteps.

Mutdah tries to think positively by assuming that he is hallucinating because he is in a state of grief.

Mutdah then busied himself with how to help prepare food to entertain the pilgrims.

Days changed, it was time for a seven-day event, saw a couple of Husband Wives and also a Boy who was about three years old get out of the car.

They asked the residents, looking to find out where Sugeng's wife would live after the fire that killed Sugeng.

Guyup get along well and friendly people show by sending Seno and his Son and Wife to the house of Madam Siti who is busy preparing a menu for people to teach tonight.

When the T-junction of Seno stopped, he braked suddenly his car.

In view of Seno he saw a black cat crossing and almost hit.

Seno got out of the car to check whether the cat was hit or not.

But apparently there was not a single strand of cat fur there, even when Seno clingak-clinguk checked around he could not find a cat.

Bulu kuduk Seno bristled, he remembered the word Wandi and some of his pet labor first, if Sugeng was nyupang, Sugeng worshipers Kuntilanak Merah.

Seno immediately got into his car and then drove to find silence Siti Mbak.

Arriving Seno at the house it turns out there are already some residents who come to help to roll out mats and others.

Seno said greetings and then entered the house as the appearance of Ms. Siti the owner of the house from inside and allowed them to enter.

Seno had just sat down when Mutdah walked in from the kitchen door to meet him in the living room.

They were swept away in the story of the fire that hit Mutdah's house.

Nice Two-and-a-half-year-old boy pointed to the kitchen, he said if there was Om there.

But there was no one in that place but a mother who was tearing banana leaves that would be used to wrap the iri.

All of them ended up staring at each other without being able to comment a word.

Adhan Magrib reverberated Seno intends to resign because they want to stop by musola to fulfill their obligations as a Muslim.

But Seno's desire to give up because he obeyed Mutdah's request.

Seno also ended up teaching seven daily for the death of Sugeng in that place, one strange thing middle Seno felt.

The wind was blowing hard, the same event that had happened when he made a study to pray for Warsinah at his home at that time.

Mr. Ustadz who led the prayer also rose from his seat, followed by Mr. Haji, who is a business partner of Sugeng, a person whose vegetable plants are often bought by Sugeng while still alive.

The wind was blowing increasingly louder, the flowers and roses typical of the smell of a new cemetery began to smell.

A figure of red kuntilanak that looks straight on the two scholars.

"Warsinah...?"

Murmured Seno with an indescribable gaze, inviting jealousy in the heart of Endang who saw it from a distance.