
Mrs Rusdi finally started looking for information from neighbors who were used to losing their money.
Apparently, their answer is the same as the answers of other complex mothers that they have never lost money again.
"Well, it turns out everything is the same answer"
"Is it possible that this was the act of the devi who used the gift?" mummified bu rusdi in the heart
Bu Rusdi finally reported his suspicions to some neighbors who were shopping in his stall, and it turns out his neighbors also agree with bu rusdi.
Because there was no solid evidence, the news finally just flowed and disappeared without a trace. All residents of the complex around devi are only prejudiced, without knowing the continuation
Elsewhere, Devi has recovered from her illness and returned to her current home of rubble.
While crying, Devi asked her husband about what had happened actually because when the devi incident was still weak and could not think clearly.
"Mas, what's wrong with our house?"
"Then all the pieces are destroyed?"
"Where are we going to live now?"
"Oh yeah, where's my money that I've been keeping in the closet?" asked Devi while trying to find the rubble of the ruins of her former closet
"Sir, our money was gone when this house collapsed"
"Where to go"
"Maybe picked up by some residents here" said husband devi trying to caress long devi hair.
Devi's husband tried to calm devi's heart so as not to fall too deep again
"Loh, that's my money storage"
"Without it, we won't have any more money" Devi said, crying
"Calm down"
"You need to be able to think clearly"
"Now, I'm going to build a makeshift hut"
"Importantly, we have shelter and no rain" Devi's husband told Devi
"Not the mas"
"I'm ashamed of my neighbor"
"Trus, are we suddenly poor again like this?"
"No"
"I don't want to" Devi told her husband
"Well, if we don't want to, where do we want to live?" ask her husband curious
"Yes we should call the tuyul back and tell him to find money for us again" Devi said whining to her husband.
"Sir, your pet tuyul has been taken by its owner"
"Ustadz Janu who has helped us escape the torment of the tuyul"
"Didn't you know?"
"Your body's like this because it's nursing that fucking tuyul?" said Devi's husband gave a warning to Devi
Devi bowed listlessly to hear her husband's words. In the little heart of devi, she justifies her husband's words, but the sense of prestige of devi continues to tease her again.
"Mas, anyway, I'm going back to the mountain asking for wealth on the caretaker I once met"
"You're gonna drive me?" devi asked her husband.
Devi's husband just shook his head at the strange devi request.
Strictly, devi's husband refused his wife's request
"Not sis"
"I don't want to take you anymore"
"I don't want you to be tormented"
"it's better that we live poor but quiet, than wealthy but we're always haunted by anxiety"
"In addition to anxiety, your health will be at stake" said devi's husband
Devi cried to hear her husband's answer that began not to support her anymore
"Hem, then, I just want to die"
"I don't want to live poor like this" murmured devi inwardly