MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
EPISODE 26 CLARA'S IDENTITY
I was completely shocked after learning Clara's true background. I'm sure that Ms. RW is not lying to me because she's been lying to me, never once did she lie to me, let alone this about someone's good name. She warned me to keep this from others because it was only known to her and her husband. Mr. RW can be angry if someone else knows about it.
"Oh my God .. I didn't think a woman as beautiful as Clara could marry her own foster father. Then the old granny who lived with him was the mother of the man who some time ago chatted with Pal RW. So, why has Clara been so close to my son lately? What exactly is he planning? I can't stay silent. I have to keep Nur away from Clara's bad influence!"
In the afternoon, the three of us left the market. Not for an hour, we arrived home. I deliberately asked my husband to go through the main road only, because I was still horrified to pass the road in the middle of the rice field. Although I was actually horrified to pass the road near the discovery of a boy's corpse yesterday.
Once at home I found my son was neat. He was reading a comic in his room. I also checked the dining table, it turned out that the food was still intact just like before we left this morning. I also approached my son's room.
"Nur, have you eaten?" my many.
"Already, Mom!" kalem answered.
"Where do you eat? I see the food on the dining table is still intact," my girlfriend.
"Emmmmm anu, ma'am. I ate at Aunt Clara's house" Nur replied in a stammer.
"Didn't you say you shouldn't eat anything! Don't you remember a few days ago when you vomited because you ate wrong?" my tirade blindly.
"I-yes I'm sorry, Mom. So I played with Riki at the same meal with Aunt Clara. I am not at all comfortable to refuse the gift" Nur replied with fear.
"Mom won't hear your excuses. The next time you repeat it again. I'll cut down on your play rations. Understand!" nagelku again.
"Yes, ma'am understand" answered my son.
"Yes, I'm going to take a shower first. Maghrib mom wants to see that girl!" I said in a high tone.
"Why are you going there?" ask Nur.
"It's none of your business!" my answer.
My son couldn't accept that I was scolding that woman. I don't know what style is used by women ifu so that it can be close to my son. I also couldn't bear to immediately hit Clara to stay away from my son.
After the Azan Magrib reverberated, my son and Mas Diki also departed for congregational prayer. I offer prayers in munfarid at home. After Magrib's prayer, I plan to meet Clara at her house. Just a few steps I left the house, suddenly my hair bristled. The cold weather outside the house plus minimal lighting added to the horror I felt. I made up my mind to keep seeing that woman tonight.
KRIEEEEEEEEEEET
I was surprised because the door to Clara's house suddenly opened by itself. The mosquito net was waving in the wind.
"Accoland ...." I said my greetings quite loudly.
There was no answer from inside the house.
I felt my back neck that suddenly felt cold.
"Who?" I looked back because I felt like someone was passing by, but after I found out that there was nobody there.
My eyes returned to Clara's house.
"Accoland ...." Once again I say hello, but again no one said anything.
I was preparing to step forward so that I could get closer to Clara's house, but I was shocked by the cold touch on my wrist. I slowly turned back to find out who was holding my wrist.
"Clara??" I screamed after I found out the woman behind me.
"Bak Sinta want to see me?" tanyanya.
"Yes, I want to talk to you about something" I replied.
"We talk at Sinta's house only" replied the young woman.
"All right!" my answer.
We also walked to my house. I lead in front and Clara follows behind me. We sat facing each other in the living room.
"Clara .. please stay away from my child!" it was my words that made the young woman look surprised.
"Why does Sinta speak like that to me?" Clara asked in an offended tone.
"Sorry, Clara. My son has changed his attitude lately since he was close to you" I replied in a firm tone.
"Sir, I'm trying to save Nur's life!" The words suddenly came from the mouth of this woman.
"What do you mean by the phrase 'save lives'?" I asked with curiosity.
"There are people who are after Nur, Ma'am. You remember, a few days ago, Nur was bullied by a subtle-creature, before he finally put on my bracelet?" clara.
"Who's after my son? We have no enemies. Don't-Don't it's just your wits! Before-Before Nur was fine!" my protest.
"I can't tell Mbak now, but it's clear that if Nur took off the bracelet, the boy's soul could be shaken. And that's what this guy wants. Nur has a special ability so he is targeted by the person," replied Clara in a serious tone.
"Nur is the same as the other children. Nothing different from him!" protests again.
"No, Ma'am. He was born on Friday just like Riki. That's why they are both targeted to be used as collateral!" clara replied firmly.
"Don't make it up, Clara! It's just your wits, isn't it?" I just don't believe it.
"I can't possibly make it up, Ma'am. Because I'm the same as Sinta. I moved here because I ran away from that person!" whining Clara.
"You're lying, right? How could a female snatch husband someone like you be telling the truth!" cetusku spontaneous.
BRACKET!
"What do you mean say that to me, Ma'am?" Clara suddenly got angry and hit my guest table.
"Aren't you married to your adoptive mother's husband, Clara? Why should you be angry when I tell you the truth?" I said no less loudly.
Clara bowed to hear my words. He took a deep breath and then let out through his nose. Within five seconds, tears were still there. And Clara was crying a hiccup while holding tightness in her chest.
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