Kuntilanak Fetal Eater
That photo

Satria drove her car in the middle of a quiet street. His feelings are mixed now.

"who is that old man..? Why does it seem like he knows me? Then call me his grandson?" Satria nodded.

Arriving at home, Satria rushed down from her car, then entered the house.

When he arrived in the middle room, he did not see Mala there, he tried to find his mother in the kitchen. He saw his mother cleaning up the remnants of cooking scattered on the kitchen floor.

"Mothers.. Why cleaned? satria had said that later Satria will do." said Satria softly.

"it's okay koq Nak, Mother's wounds have also been mengedan." Mala replied while mopping the remaining ingredients attached.

Satria took the plate and spoon. She also finished cleaning the kitchen. Satria put 3 servings of fried noodles on the table. "we eat yuk Nu..?" Take Satria to offer.

Mala nodded her head. Then he walked over to the dinner table and opened the package.

"Your father hasn't eaten yet, try to check in the room first huh..?" mala said, then went to the room, checking the condition of Roni who is currently only languishing in the room.

Arriving in the room, Mala saw Roni was looking at the nanar on the wall of the room facing the window outside. Check the window, making sure it is locked properly.

After checking it out, Mala returned to the side of the bed. "Bang, are we eating with yuk? Do you want to go to the kitchen or will you bring food here?" mala said softly.

But Roni just kept silent without any answer.

Mala sighed heavily, clutching the head Roni fan put right on her chest. "heal Bang.. I miss you before." said Mala with a soft heart.

She tries to say the tip of Roni's head lovingly, while gently stroking her husband's hair.

Mala felt an incredible void. She longs for the warmth of her husband, who is full of passionate love.

"There's love for you.. Although everything is different now. I wait for you, at the end of the day, until we age together.. Though hope and despair are mere dreams, my loyalty to you will never fade.. I love u forever.." Mala muttered right in Roni's ear. Although she realized that her husband no longer understood what she was saying, she hoped that there would be a ray of light to come, illuminating all her hopes and prayers.

Satria had already finished her meal. However, he did not see his mother back in the kitchen.

Satria took the initiative to bring the food into the room. He brought both portions of the food into the room.

Arriving in the room, he found his mother who was holding his father's head. Satria was able to feel, how difficult his mother's heart was now.

Seeing Satria's presence, Mala fixed her seat, and leaned Roni's head against the bed.

"Mother eat, let Satria bribe Father" Satria said sincerely.

Mala nodded her head and began to feed the fried noodles her mouth.

Satria tried to feed the fried noodles to Roni, his father with various seductions. Just two mouthfuls, Roni closed her mouth tightly. Satria could no longer persuade him.

Satria stopped her bribe. Then let Roni with his world.

The man's eyes began to dim, then chose to sleep.

Satria tried to fix his father's sleeping position to be more comfortable. Satria laid her down gently, then covered her.

Mala was done with her meal. She knew that Roni would refuse to eat, because it had become a habit of her husband since suffering from the disease.

Mala clean up the leftovers.He went to the kitchen, as well as want to urinate.

Satria looked at her father in deep sleep.

Satria saw the ointment used by her mother was located on the nightstand. He intended to put it back in the drawer.

When he put the ointment in, he saw the wedding album of his Father and Mother.

He felt impressed, then took the photo album.

Satria opened the sheet of the photo album. His mother looked very beautiful at that time, as well as his father who still looked burly.

On the next page, he saw a middle-aged man and woman who were also his partner of similar age, flanking the couple Mala and Roni.

"man...this..? Didn't he call me his grandson? All this time I've never seen the old man here." Satria nodded.

Mala enters her room, she is shocked when Satria opens her wedding photo album.

"Mothers.. I'm sorry to be so presumptuous, to open without Mom's permission.." Satria was feeling sad.

"ohs.. It's okay, after all everything you should know too." Mala replied casually.

"Mom.."

"Yes.."

"who is this middle-aged man..? It was as if I saw him in old condition, and gave me a pretty big trust" Satria said as she recalled the incident and showed a photo of the man flanking Mala on the wedding day.

Mala looked at her heart. "where did you meet her?" Mala asked back.

"A wooden house that is not far from the puskesmas. "Jawab Satria explained.

Mala took her breath deeply, and slammed her heavily.

"He's your grandfather, he's Ki Karso.. And the house was once theirs, and it became a legacy for Mother, because it had died a few decades ago, and no one took care of it, so I sold it to the immigrants from the city, and the money I bought a car for Hadi, as his vehicle for college." Mala hung her words.

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However, the car is now entering the workshop, and the damage is quite severe, and the cost is expensive" Mala said sadly.

Currently, Satria just wants to be a listener first.

""it turns out that people say if the estate is hot right. If we sell a house, then buy it home, if you already have a house, yes home renovation. If you sell heritage land, then yes buy back the land. because if you use the sale of inheritance for business and buy a vehicle, then the business is slowly destroyed and broke, while if we buy a vehicle, while if we buy a vehicle, then the vehicle will disappear in its own way." Mala took her breath back, and against her, there was regret in every word.

"And now, everything is proven. The vehicle that I bought, entered the workshop and suffered severe damage" Mala said sadly.

"wanted that car again?" ask Satria.

Mala nodded her head.

"for what..?" cecar Satria's.

"wants to be resold, then the money is aloof to poor fakir and Orphans." said Mala.

"the damage and the selling price are not balanced, if Mother intends like that, tomorrow will be Satria change the money, according to the price of the car when mother bought at that time" replied Satria while staring at her mother.

Sattia could feel that her mother was feeling guilty for her late grandfather.

"Oh.. Yes ma'am.. There's one more thing Satria wants to ask.."

"What's that..?"

"Why is the creature so so so vengeful to this family?" tanya Satria.

Mala was surprised to hear Satria's question.

"Because he felt cast out. Something that was originally adored, then suddenly thrown away, it will cause heartache and revenge." Mala answered flatly, her eyes glare far away, considering decades ago, when Mbah Karso aka his father who always took care of the creature so well, gave a terrible offering, which was a terrible one, not even hesitate Mbah Karso to do witchcraft using the creature for anyone who opposes it.

Every young pregnant woman is always the target, he will perform the ritual and retrieval of the fetus.

When Mbah Karso made the conversion, he threw the creature away, something that used to be adored with all his heart, and then was thrown away sadistically. What a painful thing.

In the midst of his battle, the creature was taken and nourished by his mortal enemy, who now knows where the jungle is.

Until finally, from all the events of the past, Mbah Karso reaped from what He planted. Mala never get children, every content of 3 months is always lost.

Even Mala had to accept karma from Mbah Karso's actions. The loss of a baby in the womb that is ready to be born. However, due to the karomah of the Roni family, he was finally reunited with his son who had disappeared unseen, in a beautiful way. Mala thanked him.

"Satria will find a way to destroy the Creature, so that it will not come back to disturb our family." promised Satria firmly.

"thank you for everything, and forgive Mom, who has involved you in this matter" Mala said.

Satria approached Mala, carrying her in her arms. "Take this as my time to my parents. Tomorrow we make a basic distribution event for orphans and the poor, we intend for the late grandfather and grandmother, as well as the late Mama Jayanti and Papa Bram, may they be the khatimah." satria stared at Nanar. He remembered his two foster parents. They are also the best in their lives.