Kuntilanak Fetal Eater
The Crows' Carcass

[tok..tok] the sound of knocking from outside the house. Mala was aghast at the sound of the knock, because he was still stunned by his creepy dream in the middle of the hole.Simple Mala saw his blue ankle as big as four marbles seeds on both ankles.

"who knocked on the door?" ucapa Mala, Iirih. He was still thinking about his dream just now.with a stagger because there was still residual sleepiness, Mala got up from the guest chair, opened the door.

[kreeeeek..] The sound of the door opening.it looks like the mbok is already on the doorstep. He carries a black plastic crackle. "the Mbok" Mala said in relief, extending her hand to salim, and the mbok greeted her with a friendly smile.

"maafin, the Mbok, just arrived. was cleaning the house first. This is your interest, already the Mbok makein." said the Mbok while handing the bag of black crackle.

"go in first, Mala. mas Roni temeni may go home again at night, because a lot of fertilizer must be reported to the warehouse" said Mala.

"the Mbok can't tonight, nduk. Your father is not feeling well anymore, and the next door neighbor has a hawatan.bu Dewi want to make khitanan his son.sorryin the Mbok huh? tomorrow the mbok promise memenin you." said the Mbok again.

Mala nodded, with a look of disappointment. "yes, the mbok went home first yes" said the mbok as he passed away about to go home. "He said, thank you for making Mala's favorite cuisine" he said with a forced smile. He still wants to linger with the Mbok, but the Mbok is busy.

The Mbok replied with a nod.His slow pace, because his fat body makes it difficult to walk quickly. Mala looked at her mother until she disappeared in the corner.

[wuuuusssh.] The wind swirled her earlobes, waving a few strands of her hair straight. Despite being three-headed, Mala still looked young. her face was naturally pure white without skincare. his hair is long straight shoulder to shoulder. The nose is sharp with thin lips. his round eyeballs with large black beads are beautiful to look at. Similar to Bollywood artists, film actor Kal ho na ho, Preity Zinta.

when he was a teenager, Mala was a village flower, he was much feared by the village youth, even to the neighboring villages and surrounding areas.But Roni, a lucky man who can conquer the heart of Mala. the man who is now her husband, came with determination, although Mbah Karso aka Mr. Mala was a black shaman. But Roni's courage made him subjugated and set his heart to accept him as a companion to life.

Mala closed the door, stepped into the kitchen.It was noon, showed at 12.00 wib. his stomach was rumbling. Mala took a plate, which she placed a plastic shelf, carried under the kitchen table, It was like sniffing the foul aroma "is there a rat carcass? tomorrow morning ask for help bang Roni to check it." said Mala, while revealing the curtain under the kitchen table. There is no kicthenset door, only a curtain has made the kitchen look neat.

Mala ignored the foul scent, even though her stomach was slightly nauseous, as the scent pierced her sense of smell. Mala walked towards the dining table, opened the magic com lid to take the rice. when opening the magic com quotes.

"aarrghhh.." shouted Mala, his heart almost dislodged because he saw the carcass of a crow that had a lot of maggots on the rice that was still smoky. The carcass of the crow blinked his eyeballs, looking towards Mala, with her feathers still smoky, because of the hot steam from the magic com that was not revoked by the electrical power connection. The bird opened his mouth slightly wanted to make a sound, Mala was surprised, Mala was shocked, by reflex close back the cover of magic com with lightning fast.

all of a sudden, the magic com was moving around the table, the lid was open, then the jet-black crow, flapping its wings, flapping the maggots on its body. then it flew out through the open kitchen window, without bars. He flew away while making a deafening sound.

[kuaaaak..kuaaaaak...kuaaaak] The crow's voice gave Mala goosebumps. "why is there a crow in my magic com? and why would the crow be able to live in a magic com whose electricity is still on.? or did someone accidentally put it down while I was asleep?" mala said muttering with a feeling of heart and heart that is still pounding.

"yeah.." Mala was increasingly shocked, because her Magic com was still in a condition, and was still in its original place. He looked at his dining table, checking if there were maggots still on his table, but everything was clean as before. Mala breathed. He concluded that all he saw was his hallucination.

Even opening the lid of magic com, he did not see the slightest bit of something strange. He spooned his rice dishes.and then closed the lid back magic com. opened the bag of crackle pouch giving the Mbok, the fragrant aroma of fried tofu turmeric and tempe bacem his favorite, smelled to make more hungry. He took two pieces of fried tofu turmeric, two pieces of tempe bacaem along with a tablespoon of chili ginger plus pepper made by the Mbok.

sambal pepper it consists of shallots fried round to wither, raw ginger, pepper, salt to taste, and lime juice or the like. ginger, pepper and shallots are finely ground with salt, and, then given a squeeze of lime juice. This sauce down the decline of the Mala family, if there are family members who gave birth or miscarried, useful to warm the body and facilitate blood flow, to speed up the puerperium.

Mala eat the food very greedily, the cuisine of Mbok is second to none. let alone cooked with love, sincerity and to the ikhlasan.the love of a mother, not just from the womb, not just from the womb, but until marriage is still considered, his affection all the time.

"cook the most delicious Mbok" mutter Mala. He was so full, that it was difficult to get up. After he finished eating, he intended to wash the dishes used for his lunch in the washbasin. He started the water pump engine. But no water came out. "had this water pump broken?" guman Mala is alone. Because the water does not go out, Mala washed it in the bathroom. After finishing berberes, he went to his room, relaxing while playing gadgets.

Opening a blue social media app. He saw an account in the name of Mbak Rumi upload is helping cook at home mom Dewi. means true that said Mbok, but why did I not get an invitation huh? ah, maybe it's because I'm still having a miscarriage." Mala tried to think positively.

[tok..tok..tok.] There was a knock on the door from outside the house. Mala peeked out of the window of her room, which was in front. He saw Mr. Joko who became the head of RT, was at his door.

Mala moved from her bed, towards the middle room and opened the front door. [kreeeek.] Mala opened the door, Mr. RT standing in front of the door. "A late afternoon in Mala, the rhinya is there? said Mr. RT while addressing Nanar to Mala.

all Men admit that Mala is beautiful, anyone who sees her will be hypnotized by her beauty.although married but her beauty does not fade. let alone her body that remains slim without any changes, she said, despite several miscarriages. coupled with his small waist, and wide hips and plump buttocks, make it like a violin instrument.

"my husband is working sir, there is someone who can help" said Mala, breaking the delusion that was dancing in the mind of Joko. "emmmm.anu.. Mala, there is an invitation from the family buk dewi, after Maghrib there is a penduri for the daughter of the family mother Dewi who will be circumcised.if your husband has returned home, please convey to attend the invitation of the family mother Dewi" said Mr. Joko with a stutter.

"oh, yes, I will say yes sir" said Mala politely.

"emm.iya, yes, I have gone home first yes, want to spread the invitation to other citizens" said Mr. RT, as he passed away from Mala.

Mala answered with a nod, while closing the door, then rushed into her room to return to social media, eliminating her saturation.

mr. Joko who walked to spread the invitation to kenduri felt clumsy. there were thumps that were so heartfelt in his heart. "crazy, beautiful really that Mala, make me just ignore it" said Mr. Joko Lirih, while stroking his chest that was still full of debat.then continued his steps spreading the invitation.