Laweyan Shoulder Woman
Chapter 50. OLD WOUND
"We, listen to me, let's go!"
The faint voice sounded familiar to Dita. However, Dita could not find who and where the sound came from. All that was seen before him was that hairy and creepy creature.
His long nails seemed to want to touch and slash Dita instantly. He got closer and continued to walk towards Dita. Unfortunately, no one knows about it. Everything is still in teaching.
"Who can help me?" said Dita in the heart.
Dita inched backwards, frightened because the creature turned out to be very big and scary. Until finally he again shouted when his long nails almost hit Dita's face.
"Aarrgghhh, tolooong!" shout Dita.
In her mother's view, Dita was moving strangely. It felt like he was approaching Dita but the boy was getting away.
"What's wrong with Dita?" said Mrs Sekar with a probing gaze.
Dita's screams could not be heard at all by all invited guests including Mrs Sekar. But Rista knew this. His sense of identity works.
It's just that he does not want to interfere with all things related to Dita. The only goal is to see Dita miserable.
Dita's body rolled on the floor, making people who had been teaching now turn their eyes towards Dita. Luckily they finished teaching. Instead of helping Dita, they even stayed away from her as if watching an exciting show.
"Why with that girl?"
"Why is his behavior weird?"
The gossip came from people who had just stopped teaching him.
"Isn't that the Host's son-in-law?" whispered the other mother.
"Oh, it turns out he .. his behavior is very strange, it deserves to be rarely seen. Poor deceased Vishnu has a strange wife."
Even because of the hatred for Dita, Rista let out a small laugh as everyone saw the incident. Madam Anggraeni who saw this was immediately angry.
"Hahaha, it's time you felt what I felt yesterday Dita. Crying and loneliness are just like when my beloved brother died when he was your husband, have you ever felt pain like me, now feel the consequences!"
The tall, large, feather-filled creature was close to Dita, but a shadow cast on her until a moment later the two disappeared. However, the fragrant flowers jasmine mixed cantile already filled the room. The wind that blows is getting stronger. Cold and pierced into the skin.
"Go you! I didn't invite a creature like you to come here!" gritty Dita while closing her eyes.
Both creatures have disappeared. I don't know whose power helped her just now, Dita doesn't know. Rista slightly approached Dita and followed her blasphemy.
"Basic damn carrier woman!"
"You can come here and keep bothering us!"
Rista's words were extremely sharp even surpassing the spiciness of a level fifty bon cabe. Injuring every inch of Dita's heart. Until the overwhelming shame comes back to haunt Dita. Dita who had originally recovered, is now back injured and slumped.
Dita who had looked up, now hid her face with both palms. From his condition can be ascertained if Dita cried as much as he pleased.
"Rista enough!" nagam Nyonya Anggraini snapped at her daughter.
The patience of Mrs Anggraeni is gone. The event that should be able to walk wisdom is now even chaotic. The culprit is his favorite daughter and also his beloved daughter-in-law.
However, he should look wise at the moment. After all Rista himself who wants to tarnish the good name of Dita and her extended family. But it shouldn't be this way.
"What you said, this is your brother-in-law. You should have helped Dita, not scolded her!"
Madame Anggraeni approached her son-in-law and hugged her. Rista is getting upset because her mother is defending Dita, not her. His mouth was already itching to curse Dita back, unfortunately the sharp eyes from his mother blocked Rista.
"You're okay, honey. You better come with me in."
Mrs Anggraeni turned to the invited guests and apologized for the incident that day.
All the slanted talk about Dita made Madame Sekar and her husband incredibly embarrassed. They don't think this is happening.
"We shouldn't have brought Dita here, Mom."
"Brother also blames our daughter?"
Mrs Sekar was offended by her husband's remarks just now and soon followed her daughter who was brought in her besi.
In the room, Madam Sekar incessantly asked for maat for all the chaos that happened because of Dita.
From the corner of the window there was a look in the eye that was watching Dita again. His eyes were bright red. Knee birds who usually chirp during the day, now they follow along twitter.
The atmosphere of the house of Vishnu suddenly singup or in Indonesian, the sense of mystical aura is so thick felt in the room of Vishnu. Many photos of Vishnu are attached to the wall. But there is one strange thing. Vishnu's closet, which had been sealed, now opened by itself.
"Well, why did Mas Vishnu's closet open on its own? Don't-don't ...."
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