
Minul returned to his house escorted by Mr. Ratno. While Jamila returned home delivered by Mr. Salihun. Mr. Ratno deliberately holding Minul's hand to burn Jamila's heart, Minul was happy because he felt Mr. Ratno was getting interested in him. Minul also held tightly to Mr. Ratno's hand as an embodiment that he welcomed the feelings poured out by Mr. Ratno. Mr. Ratno did not say a word of affection or love to Minul, but from the gelagatnya can already be judged that soon Mr. Ratno will reveal it and of course Minul will be happy to welcome the love of Mr. Ratno. Minul really felt happy at that time because his dream during this time will soon be achieved.
Jamila who saw Mr. Ratno holding Minul's hand immediately burned his heart. It was very desirable that he grabbed Minul's hair that was so enjoyed when spoiled by Mr. Ratno, but he realized Minul like that because Mr. Ratno was also friendly to him. Emotionally, Jamila also took Mr. Salihun's hand and deliberately showed it to Mr. Ratno.
“Pak, I don't want to go there!” jamila said to Mr. Salihun while pointing towards the road that was being passed by Mr. Ratno and Minul.
“Why, Mil? That way, is it closer?” answer Mr. Salihun.
“I'm traumatized by that, sir. There is a demon there! Sereeeem!!!!” jamila's reply was deliberately hardened to insinuate Minul and Mr. Ratno.
Mr. Ratno was obviously angry because he was insinuated as ‘setan’ by Jamila. While Minul even held back laughter because he remembered when pranking Jamila by disguising himself as a kuntilanak.
“You don't have to be afraid, Nul! There I will protect you later when I meet Satan!” mr. Ratno was deliberately hardened to fight the talk of Jamila who hurt him just now.
“Wah, thank you very much, Mr. Ratno. Mr. Ratno is indeed a macho man who is always ready to protect women,” praise Minul sincerely.
“You go anywhere, I'll be ready to accompany you, Mil!” mr. Salihun replied as if to calm Jamila's heart that was getting heated up.
“Pak Salihun was not only cute, but also very good!” answer Jamila later.
They eventually had to go home on a different route. Mr. Ratno and Jamila both turned their heads towards the other couple before they walked home as if they were not willing for their loved ones to join hands with others.
“That's straight the way, Mil! Don't go through it! Ntar kesandung,” said Mr. Salihun while pulling Jamila's arm.
“Iya, Sir!” sahut Jamila gently.
“Pak Salihun don't need to be fooled again! Let me know who is holding?” minul Tegur.
“Iya, Nul. Sorry!” replied Mr. Ratno flatly.
Jamila also walked from the house of Bu Dewi to his house with ushered by Mr. Salihun through a detour that is quite quiet from the house of the residents. The atmosphere of Pomegranate hamlet that is minimal lighting at night makes Jamila feel sorry to pass on the lonely road. Somehow walking with Mr. Salihun delivered is different from the time last night he walked ushered by Mr. Ratno. So happy last night, he did not think about the horror stories that circulated from the mouth to the mouth of the villagers Pomegranate. But, walking with Mr. Salihun, the woman felt spooky.More Jamila had already taken off her hand since at the corner earlier. Because he believes Mr. Ratno can no longer see his affection with Mr. Salihun.
“You're scared like this, Mil?” mr. Salihun asked Jamila because he saw the woman next to him occasionally turning left and right.
“Iya,Russia. Is Mr Salihun not afraid of the rumors that have circulated so far?” ask Jamila.
“You mean rumors about Mbak Laras?” ask Mr. Salihun.
“Sst!!! Don't be so hard, sir. I'm scared!” jamila Tegur.
“You don't have to be afraid, Mil! Here, join me if you're scared!” mr. Salihun answered while trying to extend his hand to Jamila.
“No, Sir! Not nice to see the neighbors,” replied Jamila as she continued walking with occasional looks back.
“Mil, you don't have to be too afraid of people's stories. Those people are just jealous of Mbak Laras because Bu Dewi is very good to treat Mbak Laras,” replied Mr. Salihun trying to entertain Jamila.
“Already, Sir. Don't mention that name again. I was more horrified,” replied Jamila.
“This you're based on, Mil. I've been friends still scared!” mister Salihun replied with a laugh.
After walking for approximately ten minutes, they had finally arrived at a completely deserted road from the houses of the residents. Suddenly Mr. Salihun and Jamila saw someone standing in the middle of the road at a distance of approximately ten meters in front of them.
“Mana, Sir?” ask Jamila while focusing her eyesight.
“That's in front,” Pak Salihun replied while pointing towards the front.
“No one, sir, in front,” replied Jamila while focusing her eyesight.
“That man is standing in the middle of the road,” replied Mr. Salihun with his kekeegan.
“Don't ngaco ah, sir! Don't make me more afraid!” refute Jamila.
“You can't believe me, Mil! Come on, let's get to the guy. At most it's our own neighbor,” said Mr. Salihun.
Jamila could do nothing at the time. He followed Mr. Salihun's instructions to continue walking forward. After they took about fifteen steps, Mr. Salihun suddenly said as if greeting someone.
“Loh, you, Nul? What are you doing here? How far are you on the road?” mr. Salihun said as if he was talking to Minul.
Jamila who did not see Minul in that place was confused by the action carried out by the old man next to her.
“Sir, who are you talking to? Here there is no one,” reprimanded Jamila while docked towards Mr. Salihun.
“I'm talking to Minul, Mil! This is Minul in front of us. When you are not visible?” replied Mr. Salihun firmly.
“Nobody's here, sir. Minul was coming home with Mr. Ratno through the road there. There's no way he's suddenly nongol in front of us. Mr. Salihun must have seen it wrong. Come on, sir, we're in a hurry to get out of this place! Looks like something's wrong here. Come on, let's go, sir!” Take Jamila while pulling Mr. Salihun's hand firmly so that he can immediately run away from the place.
“You don't have to joke, Mil! This is clearly Minul. Loh, Nul ... Where are you going?” shouted Mr. Ade while looking towards the left side.
“Come, we'll leave this place soon! There's no one here, sir!” Jamila tried to pull Mr. Salihun's hand to obey him. However, Mr. Salihun's power was much stronger than him so Jamila failed to pull the old man's hand.
“Nul, where are you going?” Waitaminute! There's no one there! Later if anything happens to you how?” shouted Mr. Salihun with panic.
“Pak, let's go from here!” Jamila continued to pull Mr. Salihun's hand with all her might and panic.
“Mil! Why are you tugging at my hand? What kind of friend are you, anyway? When you let Minul go to that dark place alone? If anything happens to him, how?” mr. Salihun's voice was quite high snapping at Jamila.
Jamila was stunned and shocked because she was yelled at by Mr. Salihun.
“Pak ...,” strangled Jamila restrained. He did not expect Mr. Salihun to be rude to him.
“You should go home first! Let me chase Minul there. I don't want anything to happen with Minul!” continued Mr. Salihun's words with a tone of emotion.
Jamila was completely shocked. On the one hand he was sure Mr. Salihun was being bullied by subtle creatures, but on the other hand he could not resuscitate the old man alone. So Jamila also chose to immediately run away from the place to seek help.
“Toloooooooooong!!!!!” shouted Jamila as she ran towards the residential area.
Meanwhile, Mr. Salihun who was very worried about Minul also ran after Minul to a dark place that is to the cemetery area of Pomegranate hamlet.
“Minuuuuuul!!!!” shouted Mr. Salihun with anxious feelings.
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