Handsome Pocong
Season Two - Jerry and Lily
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"What did you say? they're father and son?" screech Mr. Herdi his eyes wide in disbelief hearing Tasya's words just now.
"Ho oh, so according to Lily he was once so with his mother Jerry was tuing nine months later be their result, tadaaa," said Tasya pointed at Jerry.
Not long after, Jerry approached Tasya. He rubbed the back of his hand on the girl's forehead.
"What the hell!" ketus Tasya while brushing Jerry's hand on his forehead.
"Your train has a fever, exhausted from earlier ngoceh aja own fear you ngigo again," complained Jerry.
"Who speaks for himself. Eh bentar, try to borrow your wallet," Pinta Tasya as he moved his hand back and forth.
"Make what the hell?" jerry didn't understand.
"Let's see here!"
No more questions from Jerry even though his heart was full of puzzles, but he still obeyed Tasya's orders and handed over his wallet.
"Now!" said Jerry.
"There's a picture of him."
Mr. Herdi immediately approached Tasya to observe a photo of a beautiful woman nan ayu in Jerry's wallet.
"Who's this, Ry?" tanya Tasya pointed at the photo of the woman.
"This is my mother, her name is Karenina."
Bugs...
Suddenly, the sound of a dining chair just fell. Apparently Lily fell on the chair because she was unconscious to hear Jerry's words just now.
"What?" Jerry wrapped his hand around Tasya's arm.
Anta immediately splashed water onto Lily's face.
"Why did you say yes?" Jerry was trembling.
"That's Samanta huh, Sya?" ask Jerry.
"Yes, what is it..."
"STOP...!!!"
Tasya stopped Jerry's words.
"It was so good from earlier, what is ordinary. You want an honest answer, right?" Tasha looked at Jerry.
Jerry nodded with a nod of his head.
"The other thing in the building is Anta is a ghost" Tasya said, pointing at Lily.
"Don't be honest if it's like mah, sereeemmm..." Jerry covered his face and was afraid.
"Ah already, you asked for an honest answer. The ghost is good proof Anta was not afraid," said Tasya took off Jerry's hand grip and patted his back to calm him.
"Yes, any ghost model if it's already in Anta's hands yes there is no serem-simplenya for him, but if the same we are still a ghost whatever serem," jerry began with a annoyed tone.
Tasya grabbed the orange juice in front of her.
"Is there something strange?" jerry murmured but it sounded to Tasya's ears.
"What's so weird?" Tasya turned to Jerry with a frown.
"If your hands are both holding a glass, who will pat me on the back?"
Jerry did not want to look behind him. Though behind him Mr. Herdi was patting Jerry on the back and smiling ignorantly looking at Tasya.
"Yes... Who is she behind me?" jerry asked with a frightened face.
Tasya held back her laughter but couldn't bear to laugh either.
"Who am I, Shay?" asked Mr. Herdi to blink one eye at Tasya.
"Didih... ganjen ghost!" Tasya got up from her seat and carried Anta.
"Let's take a shower!"
"But Auntie, it's Aunt Lily hasn't woken up yet" said Anta pointing to Lily's ghost lying under the dining table.
"Let it be possible she pules" Tasya said, not paying any heed to Lily.
"Tasya, how am I?" Jerry still did not dare to look back, the clap on his back was still felt.
Suddenly someone slapped his shoulder.
"Woi... why is it that nduk kayak?" ask Anan who just came with Dita.
"Aaaarggghhhhh...!!!" Jerry shouted with all his might.
"DON'T TOUCH ME, DON'T TOUCH ME...!!!"
Jerry kept screaming in fear.
"Jerry it's me with Anan, hey you why?" Dita patted Jerry's cheeks many times slowly.
"Mbak Dita's..." Jerry hugged Dita in front of him.
"Hey don't be long, you're still half male, I still don't like any man hugging my wife!" Anan pulls Jerry's hand to release his embrace from Dita.
"At the corner there Mr. Herdi laughed with satisfaction while holding his stomach that hurt.
"Hmmm I know him why mother, must be disturbed just as well tofu stale dah!" Anan pointed at Mr. Herdi.
"I just pat his back he doang really, I swear uh he was scared" said Mr. Herdi still with a laugh that he could not stop.
"This is your hand jerked," said Dita pulled Jerry's hand and brought it closer to Mr. Herdi.
Dita put Jerry's hand on her shoulder.
"This is what patted your back, Ry," Dita said, showing Mr. Herdi to Jerry.
"Hi...!" Mr. Herdi waved his hand with his fingers flickering towards Jerry.
"Saturfghhh...!!!"
Jerry was unconscious.
"Gee... He fainted" said Anan Lirih.
"One more tuh who fainted, from earlier even his stings to pules."
Mr. Herdi pointed towards Lily who was lying under the dining table.
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Mitha pulled Doni's hand forcefully towards her body.
"Touch me, Don! touch me!" Mitha shouted in front of Doni.
"I can't. I told you I couldn't do it, I'm sorry," said Doni, who was laying on the couch across from their bed.
"What's my lack, Don?" peekkik Mitha's.
Doni did not heed Mitha's screams. He covered his whole body with a blanket. He did not care for his wife who begged for mercy from Doni's love.
"So Tasya is still prettier than me huh, cheap women who easily change partners, right?"
Doni immediately revealed his blanket and stood in front of Mitha. Doni touched Mitha's delicate cheeks slowly. The sigh he deliberately let out of his lips filled the room. The man's hand then moved to the woman's neck and strangled her.
"Do-Do-Doni let loose.." Mitha's voice was heard and choked because the grip of Doni's hand that was strangling her neck was quite strong. Doni looked at the woman before him with an angry look.
Mitha almost ran out of oxygen and lost her life if Doni did not stop her action.
The man slammed Mitha's body just like that onto his mattress.
"I've been patient enough to face you, but if you say Tasya's name with your lips that even insult her, I won't stay silent!"
Doni threatened Mitha while pointing at her with a sharp look full of anger. Then he went back up on the couch and laid down his body. Doni swore he would never touch his wife whom he never loved.
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Anan's photo is emblazoned on a picture frame with candles surrounding it. A person in a long black robe whose face was covered in hodie, threw a few strands of black roses towards Anan's photo many times.
A cynical smile fell on the thin lips of the figure and said softly, "I want your body."
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