MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
EPISODE 42 FAINTED
I don't know how long I've been unconscious. Before I was unconscious, I had seen Mas Diki trying to release me from the grip of the spirit of Pak Handoko, but he was unable to do so.
I don't know how long I've been unconscious. When I woke up, I did not see the spirits of Pak Handoko and Mas Diki near me. I was alone in the east of Mr. Handoko's house. And the atmosphere was somehow not as scary as it was. The plants there look well preserved. The fish pond was clear with lights in several places. I was stunned by the scene in front of me that changed drastically. I rubbed my eyes to make sure that the view of the infah in front of me was real.
A long time ago I was stunned, suddenly I heard the voice of a girl from inside the house. The girl's voice grew louder and louder. Looks like the girl is heading to this place. I was confused as to what I should do. I also chose to hide behind one of the plants.
"Open let's accompany Clara in search of butterflies!" say the girl to someone.
"Don't run Clara! You will fall!" replied the person who suddenly appeared behind the little boy.
"Clara??? That little boy named Clara? Was it Clara when she was a child? If I look, her face looks a lot like Clara's. And, who is that man that little Clara called 'Uncle? Hm ... His face, really, looks a lot like Clara's foster father? Or, the man was indeed Clara's adoptive father when she was young. But why would Clara call him 'Uncle', not 'Dad'?" I wondered in my heart.
I noticed the activity of the two of them from behind one of the plants.
"Uncle kiss Clara, anyway?" protest the little boy.
"That means dear uncle Clara," replied the man with a meaningful smiling face.
"But Clara doesn't like it. I'll tell Papa anyway" said the little boy again.
"Eh, no! Later if you tell your father. Later your many toys that uncle asked your mother to throw away," threatened the man.
"Don't dong, Uncle. What will Clara play?" whining that little boy.
"Therefore, you don't have to say it to your father, do you?" the man felt like he was winning.
"Yes. But Uncle promised not to kiss Clara again, yeah!" answer the little boy.
"Yes. Uncle promised not to do it. Although it was actually a sign of Uncle Clara's affection," replied the man again.
Seeing that scene I felt indignant with the man for doing such a bad thing to the boy. But I couldn't do anything about it because I still felt weird about everything I saw.
They continue their activities while chasing butterflies that run from one flower to another. Fortunately, the butterfly did not run away near my hiding place.
"Oh, yes, Uncle also has to promise," said little Clara again.
"What's the promise, Clara?" ask the man.
"Promise not to kiss my mother again" said Clara surprised me.
The man was also surprised by Clara's words.
"Oh, that's not what you see, Clara. At that time uncle was trying to help your mother who was falling. So accidentally our noses met when oaman was trying to help your mama. Good thing uncle please, otherwise your mama could die and you don't have a mama how?" said the man with a face that looked lying.
"Yes, Clara understands" the girl replied.
The man smiled triumphantly behind the insignificance of little Clara.
I smell the irregularity between the man and his mother Clara.
"Are they having an affair without Clara's father's knowledge?"
"Where are you going, Clara?" ask the man later.
"I'm going to go ahead, Uncle. I'm going to Papa" replied little Clara as she ran away leaving the man alone.
The man looked strangely at Clara. From the way he saw Clara, it was not like he was looking at a niece. Then the man walked forward.
"Thank you very much, Om Handoko, thanks to the help of Om, my bicycle tire can be reused" said a boy in front of the house.
"Yes, next time be more careful, yeah!" answer the man of the same age as the man.
"Ooo means this man was Mr. Handoko in his youth. It turns out that the stature of Pak Handoko with her husband Clara is very similar. Means Clara's husband is now the younger brother of Mr. Handoko. That's why Clara called him uncle" I thought to myself.
"Thank you very much, Om. I want to say something now" said the little boy as he led his bike.
Little Clara ran towards her papa.
"Why else?" little Clara asked.
"Here, papa has helped patch the tire of this sister's bike," replied Mr. Handoko while holding Clara.
"Ooooo ... What's his name?" clara asked the boy.
"Sister Diki's name. You who?" said the boy.
"I'm Clara" replied little Clara.
"Yes God! It turned out that the boy was Mas Diki. Yes, her face is really similar to Nur's," I cried in my heart.
Then the little Mas Diki said goodbye. Clara and her papa led the departure of the little Mas Diki to the gate.
"What exactly am I seeing in front of me. Why did Clara never tell you that her real foster father was Mr Handoko, not her current husband? How did his uncle become Clara's adoptive father? My head was dizzy watching all this, "I wonder in my heart.
I'm still hiding behind one of the plants. Suddenly the wind was blowing hard. It rained down hard. Lightning snatching. My clothes got soaked. I was already preparing to come out of my hiding place and find a place to shelter, when suddenly, I heard a noise.
"What are you guys doing?" snapped someone.
"It's not what you see, Mom!" answered a woman.
I'm looking for the source of that voice. I swerved left and right to find the source of the sound. But I didn't find the guy either. After a long while, the person finally showed up. From the front of the house, Mr. Handoko was dragging his foster father Clara towards the fish pond.
BUKK!!!
Mr. Handoko threw a fist at Clara's husband's face.
"Ampuuuun, Maaaas! I'm khilaaaaf!" the voice of Clara's husband.
"Khilaaf-Khilaafl. You're not a khilaf, but a doyan! How could you be having an affair with my wife, Handoyo!!" shouted Mr. Handoko.
"Oh, apparently Clara's husband's name was Handoyo. Hm ... Handoko and Handoyo. It turned out that they were brothers, "I thought to myself inwardly.
BUKKK!
Again Mr. Handoko raised a fist to Mr. Handoyo.
"Punish me, Mom! Ampuuuu!!!" shouted Mr. Handoyo again.
"No mercy to you two!" shouted Mr. Handoko loudly.
Seriate