Laweyan Shoulder Woman
Chapters 80. GRATUITOUS

The place where the drinking water of former Lady Sekar now fell to the floor. Making glass shards scatter each other to and fro. The mother and her son looked at each other. Ask what actually happened to make the atmosphere of the night even more gripping.

She walked to the window of her room and saw what was really going on. Then his hands stretched out to close the shutters of his room. But visible in his yard there is a black shadow that darted quickly closer to him.

The room lights suddenly went out, making the cold plunge into the body. The atmosphere grew even more gripping as Mother Bhishma shouted.

"Nrank ...."

"Mother ...."

Despite the darkness, Bhishma still approached the source of the sound. The cry of his mother made the guards who were guarding outside barge in with flashlights.

At least it can make lighting in the bridal room. The hands of the mother of the bisma are bleeding. While on the bed was a white-haired old grandmother smiling towards the guards. His eyes were bright red making the guts of the guards shrink and ran out of the room.

Bisma who felt wrong immediately taught, a few moments later heard the sound of footsteps being dragged out of the room, accompanied by a typical giggling sound mbak kunti.

Srek .. srek .. srek!

Five minutes later the lights were on and Bhishma could see clearly if her mother's hand was hurt by a scratch. Bisma then grabbed the P3K box and saw his wound.

"Mother, forgive my mother, sorry."

"It's okay, son. It's just a small wound, you don't have to apologize to me."

She could at least see her mother sick, so she felt very guilty when she saw the scars on both of her arms very deep. While treating her mother's wounds, Bisma stole a glance at Dita who was still asleep.

"Don't you blame my wife, she doesn't know anything about anything like this, I hope you're still patient for all these tests."

Bisma's mother stroked the head of Bhishma who was still busy treating her wound. Occasionally he slipped a piece of advice to his son not to be consumed by the seduction of the devil.

"Are you sure I can get through this?"

"If you are not sure, ask the owner of life for help. Only with his permission and power can you win."

Bhishma looked down for a moment, then tried to be clear-minded.

"Trust me, Son. You can get through this."

Again he strengthened his son.

"Mom went back to the room, your wife's shirt has been changed, remember do not act using emotions, but cool your head and then you act."

"Yes, Mom."

"Well, I'm back in the room first, your father must have been waiting for you."

"Let me deliver!"

"No need, accompany your wife!"

The hand of the Mother of Bhishma blocked the hand of the Bhishma who was about to wash it. Seeing the rejection of his mother, Bisma better understand the meaning.

"Alright, let Johan and Doni take you back to the room."

He's nodding.

"Johan, Doni accompanied my mother back to her room!"

"Good, Sir."

After they left, there was Bisma and Dita. Bisma watched his wife closely.

"Sir, may I get through all this and make you my full wife" murmured Bisma inwardly.

Later that night, Bisma asked her mother and some members of her family to be guarded by several bodyguards. Meanwhile, Bisma woke up in her room.

"I'd better teach tonight, maybe that'll be more comfortable."

Bisma rushed to the bathroom to fetch ablution water. It was only after that he re-entered his room, intending to teach that night.

Although the atmosphere looks still gripping, Bhishma tries to keep her heart. He believes God's help is real.

The chanting of prayers that flowed from the mouth of Bhishma flowed beautifully filled his residence. The mood is now gradually returning to normal. Some of the guards who had been afraid had now returned to look calm.

"Hopefully after this everything is back to normal."

While in the room of Bhishma's mother, his father seemed angry over the incident that befell his wife.

"Why your hand, Mom? Who did this?" he said full of anger.

"Mom don't know, sir, but obviously I'm safe, I don't need to extend this issue. Just pray everything improves and nothing happens."

"But, Mom-"

"This is all God's will, we can only live it and try to keep our faith awake even though the test is like this.

Bhishma's father turned and approached his wife, holding her hand.

"It's not because of Bhishma's wife, is it?"

She shook her head slowly, and she began to tell her husband everything in detail. Hearing his wife's words made the anger in his heart rise. But he remembered his wife's message. If you obey anger, then instead of improving the situation will actually get worse.

"We should take Dita to a Kyai acquaintance of the Father after five days."

"Yes, I agree too. But every night we have to stay alert and alert."

"Mother take it easy, we have recitation every night to protect our families and our children."

Bisma's mother nodded in agreement, confirming her husband's proposal.

"Yes, we should rest first."

...........

In the room of Mrs Sekar and Mrs Handoko. The owner of the room felt strange about the incident that had just been experienced by his wife.

"What happened in Dita and Bhishma's room?" ask Mr. Handoko to his wife.

Mrs Sekar was still silent and looked shocked, only this time she felt a gripping atmosphere on the night of her daughter's bride.

"Mom, why are you silent? Don't make me guess what happened there."

Whatever Mr. Handoko said at all he did not reply. His lips were too faint to say a word. Mr. Handoko could only sigh.

"What's really going on? Is this the kind of thing that Dita experienced on the nights of her bride?"

Previously she had never experienced anything like this, because after the reception Dita will be immediately taken away by her husband to the groom's home. Therefore Mr. Handoko and his wife never understood everything that Dita experienced.

Tonight, it was the bridegroom's family who stayed inside Dita's house. So inevitably this strange thing he can feel. Luckily his daughter-in-law survived, if something bad happened to him, it is certain Dita and her family will get gossip from people.

Finally his emotions muted, then Mr. Handoko chose to invite his wife to keep resting because the night was getting late.

"Yes, if you have not been able to tell me this, we should rest first" Mr. Handoko asked his wife.

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