Married Handsome Pocong
Chapter 20 - Santet Take Sukmo

Chapter 20 - Marry the Handsome Pocong

What happened to Jay was very strange. Jay is like a living corpse. Usut had a mouthwash, Mbah Karso said that Jaya was exposed to Santet Take Sukmo.

"Santet Take Sukmo, Mbah?" King Sumardjo stared in disbelief.

"Rubber, Your Majesty. Santet Take Sukmo is a witchcraft intended to let the spirit in his body out of the body," he said.

"Will Jaya die later?" ask the king back.

"Of course he'll die. Slowly his body will rot. But, His Majesty the King need not worry. As long as I look for a cure, Pangeran Jaya must be laid down in a pocong-like state so that his body is not possessed by other spirits" explained Mbah Karso.

"Oh, I know what Mbah Karso means. Jaya will be laid down like a coma patient in the hospital and given breathing and heart assistance tools to still survive like a patient who is in a coma. It's not, is it?" chirps Ana.

Queen Melati and King Sumardjo then looked at him sharply as if he had just floated an arrow right into Ana's eyeball. The woman then lowered her head.

"Eatya don't play the original jeplak aja," whispered Risa.

"Princess Ana is right, Your Majesty the King. Pangeran Jaya had to be fitted with tools to survive. Well, I beg Nak Ana to sincerely take care of Prince Jaya. Cleanse her body every day. Make sure the infusion of food and medicine flows into his body smoothly," said Mbah Karso.

"That's right. You are his wife Jaya now, so you must do it as a form of a wife's devotion to her husband," said Ratu Melati.

"Sa-me, should I do that?" Ana cringing.

It was clear that it would not be sincere to take care of the undead body.

"Yes, who else?! You're Jaya's wife!" King Sumardjo said with a sharp tone.

"But–" Ana tries to protest again, but Risa holds him back.

"Na, please," whispered Risa who was standing next to Ana.

Ana finally complied when asked to take care and clean Jaya's body every day. He had to do that until Mbah Karso could find an antidote to the witchcraft.

Basically, Ana wouldn't want to do it. He felt sincere, uncomfortable if taking care of Jaya's figure like that pocong. Two days passed, Ana and Risa came out of Jaya's treatment room.

"Crazy, Sa. I'm sick of constantly taking care of Jaya like that" said Ana.

"Yes, we're out of here" said Risa.

"Okay, we're leaving tonight." Ana nodded.

"Make sure you have trimmed your clothes with your dowry jewelry. I'll take the golden figura in the book room with the same golden plate," whispered Risa as she stepped towards their respective rooms.

"Okay, but you're careful, yeah." Ana whispered back.

Risa nodded in response.

...***...

"Okay, Your Majesty the Queen," said Ana.

He immediately rushed to pull Risa's hand away from the dining room.

"We have to leave tonight, Na," said Risa, a petite girl with a height of 155 cm. Sometimes he corrected the position of his glasses on the nose of the bangir.

"You've booked a ticket, haven't you, Sa?" ask Ana again to make sure.

Ana also looked to her right and left to make sure that there was no one around. He was afraid too if anyone was watching. In fact, due to the large number of courtiers and some bodyguards, they often pass by and salute Ana.

Risa then asks Ana to follow her to a garden behind Ana's room. They are afraid they will be watched.

"I bought tickets online. Oh yeah, you didn't forget to bring your dowry jewelry, did you?" The hair painted brown looks teasing the face when the night wind hits.

"If everything is in order. You got the gold plates?" ask Ana.

"It's not just a gold plate, I took the Queen Melati jewelry just to help Mother Widi clean!" Risa smiled happily.

"Cool you can also be a maling hahaha. Yes, if so, I want to get ready first. We'll see you in this backyard again at nine. We're gonna run tonight, if we can just take it straight to Germany, okay?" Ana lifted her thumb while raising a smile.

"OK, Sista!" Risa also replied similarly. The two then split into their own rooms.

...***...

In Ana's room, she tidied up all her clothes. That black, jet-shoulder hair he's a ponytail. The black berhoodie jacket was neatly mounted on his synthetic body. Ana stared at the photo of a couple in traditional Javanese clothes that she then kept in her dresser drawer. Not even one day of her marriage, Ana prefers to be a widow rather than a wife of a pocong.

"I'm sorry, Jaya, I can't live like this. I promise that this child is born, I'll hand him over to this kingdom for you." Ana rubbed her stomach.

Ana then carried her backpack, then sneaked to go to the back garden. There, Risa must have been waiting for him. The gilded handle he lowered slowly and he pulled the door leaf slowly so as not to creak. The pair of flickering eyes closed as they took a deep breath of calm.

"Goodbye, Garuda Kingdom!" he opened his eyes.

Ana was aghast when she saw the figure in the shroud pack in front of her. The chest part of his field was exposed. The six pack's stomach was perfectly plastered. The figure pulled his headband like a hoodie a jacket he lowered, hanging from his neck.

"Let's! It's me, Jaya!" he said as he floated a row of neat white teeth with a charming smile.

"Po-po-po-pocoooooong!" Ana lies unconscious later.

"Huh? A pocong? Where's Pocong?!" Jaya then wants to run into the room because of fear.

However, the two legs that were tied made him fall down to the side of Ana's body.

"Ouch!" pekik Jaya's.

...*****...

...Connect first, yeah....