MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
EPISODE 6: MRS RENI
Ms. Reni is preparing the provisions that her husband will bring. Incidentally her husband works as a security guard in a housing that is located approximately 5 kilometers from the hamlet of Pomegranate.
"What time is it, Mom?" bu Reni asked while putting a bottle of water into a black crackle containing provisions for her husband to eat at work.
"As usual, Brother. At seven in the morning" replied Mr. Hartono flatly.
"Hour seven what? Yesterday ten o'clock just arrived. Where the hell, anyway? Watch out for you freaks, Mas!" threaten Ms. Reni.
"Yesterday, the friend who kept the second shift late, Dik. He said his neighbor had died. So, he left after taking the body to the grave," replied Mr. Hartono.
"Is there a reason for you, Mom? Yesterday this reason is now that reason. When do you really have a lot of time at home?" bu Reni Protest.
"Well, I'm working for you too, brother! Come on, I don't want to go to work with a fight first. This one's tired!" said Mr. Hartono in a loud voice.
Brak!
Ms. Reni stuffed her husband's black crackle into a backpack that her husband used to wear to work. There was a feeling of sadness in Bu Reni's heart. Mr. Hartono has changed a lot since working as a security guard in the housing. In the past, when her husband was still working as a sorcerer. Although not every weekday, Ms. Reni can always gather and chat with her husband. However, since invited by her husband, Mr. Ade Bu Nisa, Pak Hartono's time was spent outside. Go home just to sleep.
Mr. Hartono went to work by starting his motorbike very hard. It was as if he wanted to show his emotions to his wife. According to Mr. Hartono's mind, his wife was too fussy and wanted a lot. So, it is natural for Mr. Hartono if lazy to be at home. He prefers to be at work. Moreover, he is also often invited to gather by Mr. Ade if the fit of his little friend has a windfall of getting a new project.
"Your son, De, your wife's good work is also not much nudes," Mr. Hartono told Mr. Ade when they were at the karaoke place a few years ago.
"You're your job, you keep complaining, Ton! I work well, so I can invite you to be happy-happy too, right? By the way, the wife's problem. Your wife is great. The proof is that you never cheated on him, right? Lah, I, you know for yourself how many girls there are outside" replied Mr. Ade.
"That's because I don't have as much money as you, De. Girls now how would you like to be like a guy like me?" mr. Hartono's Protest.
"He he ... No need to rent that. I'll call LC soon to accompany us. You sosor out LC later," replied Mr. Ade comforted Mr. Hartono who was devastated after his wife's diomeli.
*
Ms. Reni got in a car as soon as she heard the sound of her husband's motorbike being deliberately hardened. But, for free, who does he want to be angry with? Wong is gone. At most after this his son who became the outlet of his emotions. But, Ibnu was now studying the group at his friend's house.
Only Ms. Reni was alone in the house. Bu Reni chose to watch television to eliminate her cockiness. Sticking to the husband was not easily lost just by watching television. Ms. Reni just switched from one chanel to another chanel restlessly. Finally he chose to contact his friend, Miss Nisa.
Several times Ms. Reni called, but was not picked up. Only after calling three times did Nisa pick him up. Just now she was about to open the conversation, Miss Nisa was already nyerocos first.
"Bu Reni, I just met Laras' ghost in the river" said Ms. Nisa.
"What's? laras' ghost?" asked Bu Reni in disbelief.
"Yes, Miss Reni. Oh my God .. His face is so serene. Anyway, I don't dare go to the river alone anymore" added Nisa.
"You're not making this up, are you?" mrs Reni started to worry.
"No, it could be a ghost, huh?" asked Bu Reni as she spread her gaze around. He just remembered that the back door of the house he had not yet locked.
Ms. Reni walked towards the back of her house to close the door while still talking to Ms. Nisa.
"Is it because there's no one here to help with the funeral, is there?" ask Miss Nisa.
"Ah, because of that someone could be a ghost?" ms. Reni replied while closing the back door and locking it tightly.
Bu Reni's fur was goosebumps at that time, but she was relieved that she had managed to close the back door.
"Not sure, Mom. Is it because we've always talked about Laras's ugliness?" ask Miss Nisa.
"Ah, let's talk about facts, ma'am. Emang Laras isn't a good girl, is she?" Ms. Reni protested.
"Yes too. If you remember how long he still lived here, I became a mangkel too. Masa Mas Ade if passing there his eyes are beautiful. Surely Baras it often seduces Mas Ade. Yeah, right?" said Ms. Nisa.
"Yes, same, Mom. My man is like that too. Pamitnya want to wash the motor in the river, she even hangs out near the house Laras. Women are not right!" omel Bu Reni's.
"Ups! Yes, yes, Miss Reni. I'm afraid to talk to Laras now. I was afraid of being visited again. I'm just gonna go to bed now. Your lake's gone?" ask Miss Nisa.
"Already, Miss Nisa. Ibnu also still has not returned to group work," replied Bu Reni.
"That means you're home alone, Miss Reni? Duh, be careful, yes, ma'am ... May the Ibnu come home soon so that you are not alone at home" replied Nisa.
"Yes, Mom. Thanks, yeah!" said Bu Reni
They also closed the conversation. Ms. Reni felt uneasy after hearing the story from her friend. Between believing and not believing he with the testimony of Bu Nisa, but Miss Nisa has never told a lie to him.
Geck! Geck!
The sound of the door being knocked from the front of the house.
"At last Ibn returned,"
"Wait a minute, Nu. I'll get the keys first!" shouted Bu Reni a bit loudly.
Ms. Reni headed to the room to pick up the front door key. Apparently, the key is not there. Ms. Reni just remembered that she had not locked the front door since her husband left earlier. He also walked towards the door. Bu Reni also just remembered that Ibn had no habit of knocking on the door when he came home. Usually he twirled the door handle and tried to open it. And he who heard the sound of the turn of the doorknob understood that Ibn was behind the door.
"Keep, who's behind this door now?"
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