MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
CHAPTER 12: SOMEONE
I was wondering whether to reply to Mr. RT's message or not. If I retaliate, I will respond to his actions. If I do not reply I also feel bad because just this morning me and Ms. Ning asked for help to him and he was happy to help.
"Okay, I'll pay it back. But, just reply later because if I immediately fear back this person thinks I'm happy to get WA from him," I thought in my heart.
However, just now I was going to close my phone to give a time to reply to the message, suddenly Mr. RT sent a second message.
"Kok just read it, not reply?" Fill out the man's message.
Duh, I'm not feeling good. I finally replied to a message from Mr. RT.
"No, Sir!" that's my reply.
Brief indeed because I do not want to go long with this one man. I've been memorizing his habits for a long time. He always messes up and does not make it comfortable so I prefer to avoid the man. It turns out that his nature has not changed much until now.
Drrrt ... Drrrt ...
"Kok, not yet? ...," That's the pop-up writing that is still visible on the screen of the phone that I've put on the couch because I'm lazy to serve the man. I deliberately did not open it because the man would continue to mengerocos if I did not immediately answer questions from him. Unfortunately, Mr. RT even made calls via WA for several times. I turned off the ring and shakes from my phone so as not to be disturbed by it. It wasn't enough to get there, because it wasn't answered via a WA call, the man made the call through a regular phone line, but again I wasn't convinced.
I took a deep breath while resting my body on the bed to relax. While I was still in the room, I heard Sister Srintil and Ms. Dibyo saying goodbye to Mbak Ning and will return after Asar. Not bad, I can fall asleep until Asar time arrives.
I woke up from my sleep when Azan Asar reverberated. I picked up the phone I had covered with a pillow. O Lord .. It turns out that the man has made a call twenty times.
"CRAZY him. Does he not think that what he did could be dangerous for my household and also his household?" I swear in my heart.
Mas Diki is not the one who is spoiled by what his wife does. As long as we were married, she never opened my cell phone. But, if this man always calls me continuously, it is not impossible that one day Mas Diki will be angry and suspicious.
"Please don't keep calling. I need some time to check the video," I replied to her quite long message. At the end of the answer, I also sent out Mbak Ning's number with the intention of getting the man to contact Mbak Ning alone. But, again I was disappointed because this man even replied.
"No, it's better WA is the same as Dikinta," he replied.
Fixes. I have to block the number as soon as this CCTV issue is over. I've really stuck with his disrespectful behavior. Because of the gap, I also want to immediately check all the contents of the video.
"I have to take a sneak peek watching the video so that all the problems clear up quickly" I thought inside.
I watched the video for an hour from 00:00 to 02:00 and found no awkwardness.
Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...
"Sir, don't you want to wake up? It's late in the afternoon" cried Sister Ning from behind the door.
"Yes, Mother. Here I am while nyicil watch the video the first hour," I replied as I opened the door.
"Oh, yes ... How's it? Is there anything suspicious?" ask Mama Ning curiously.
"Nothing, Ma'am. Later if there is free time, I will watch the continuation until it is finished," I replied.
"Yes, Brother. Thank you very much, huh? Sorry to bother you," said Ms. Ning
"Yes. Its alright. Oh yeah? Have Sister Srintil and Miss Dibyo arrived yet?" my many.
"No, Dik. At most they will come soon," replied Sister Ning.
"Yes, then I want to take a shower first and pay the Asar salar. So the moment they came, I was audited neatly and ready to continue the work in the kitchen," I replied.
"Yes, Brother. Oh yes, just as you slept there was a guest friend mother and some neighbors here," said Ms. Ning.
"No, Sister. I feel sorry for you because you slept snoring. Surely you are exhausted," replied Sister Ning.
"Oh ... The whimper of my snoring, Ma'am?" my many.
"Yes, he he he ," replied Mbak Ning while chuckling.
"Hm ... Sorry, ma'am. I'm so tired" I replied.
"Yes. Its alright. Oh yeah? The mother sent her greetings to you," said Ms. Ning.
"Oh yeah? Which of Bude Yati's friends do I know?" manya curious.
"Do you remember the same mother friend who used to come here with a child?" ask Ms. Ning.
"Hm ... Who's good at divining that, huh?" my many.
"Well, that's right. His son is now grown. He has now opened an alternative medicine practice in the sub-district next door" replied Ms. Ning.
"Oh yeah? Well, that's already the mother's advantage. He used to guess us a lot, right? He he he ..," I said.
"Yes. And his guess was right all especially in terms of girlfriends. He he he ...," replied Sister Ning.
"The mother's friend told me that her son seemed to inherit his mother's nature, Dik. Even his mother said, his son was more sensitive than his mother," said Ms. Ning.
"Loh, her son's a fortune teller too?" my many.
"No. It's not. The child is mondok a bit long so it continues, so it is often asked by people to expel subtle creatures and so on" replied Ms. Ning.
"Well, great then, son. Kirain is like her mother's a rambler?" my reply.
"The astrologer continues to want you, brother. No, special abilities don't have to be used for divination, right?" protest Mbak Ning.
"Yes. Afraid later even many girls who ask to be copied with their children the mother would be if she became a fortune teller," said I.
"Well that's him. The mother's son limited his association with women he said. His son is more focused on helping people who are experiencing subtle disorders" replied Ms. Ning.
"Ooooo so," I said.
"Yes there's a shower hunt. Ntar hunt for your Sister Srintil, Dik," said Ms. Ning.
"Yes, Ma'am" I replied.
I also walked to the bathroom. As I was about to open the bathroom door, a lizard accidentally fell onto my shoulder.
"Astagfirefullah!!" I screamed in surprise.
I removed the lizard by flicking a towel over my shoulder. After the lizard left, I thought for a moment.
"What's this?"
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