Mustika Serpent's Skeleton
Haunted

"If he's not a demon, I will" I whispered inwardly.

I kept watching Mbah Sugiono chat with the snake demon. This time it was exactly in the movies, half human, half snake. Fortunately I was not crazy, living in the midst of silliness, full of mysticism, fantasy and mistresses. Yes, it does feel that way, feeling that I'm just a mistress. There is no integrity.

"alright. So this is what Raden wanted, before parting ways, he asked you to give birth to a child for him."

"What's? No .. It is not possible Mbah. If I get pregnant, I'll be dumped by

Qenan!" hysterical shouting.

"discovered? Yeah, no, wong's pregnant for a second." Mbah Sugiono chuckled at the reaction I was causing.

"meaning?" I'm getting more and more clueless.

"Get in the room, Raden is waiting!" flat command.

I followed Mbah Sugiono's orders. Arriving in the room, as before, Nyai Keling's room also looks very beautiful. In a conscious state, I continued to shudder at the thought of what happened after this.

That snake demon called Raden, changed like a maniac ***. He peppered me so many times that I was helpless.

YUMMY!

The ancient clock located in the corner of the room, chimed once. That's a sign that it's already showing at one o'clock. When I got out of bed, suddenly my stomach felt cramped, then squeaked.

"Hey, Mbah, help me!" I screamed for them, while my stomach grew bigger and there were some movements that frightened me even more.

"Calm down, wait for the contract to continue" Nyai Keling said.

"Honor of the servant, Raden. Soon Raden's children will be born. Monggos."

I heard Mbah Sugiono's voice from outside.

AAAAAA!!

I was in more pain, I wanted to die right then and there.

Suuuu!

Something long came out of my womb. Not just one, two, or three tails, but many. Shuddering. However, the pain and helplessness made me unable to do anything. Before these eyes were completely closed, I faintly saw a swarm of golden-green snakes.

Agh!

My spine felt broken, when I woke up, I was already in my room. Maybe Mbah Sugiono's the one who drove home.

***

This morning was not as bright as yesterday, Qenan also had not contacted. The shadow of Bik Imah's murder recalls. I feel guilty even though I did not kill, but Bik Imah died because of me.

Geck! Geck!

"Surely Qenan is coming," I guess.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Come, Honey. The door's not locked, it's!" I said a little louder.

Waiting, Qenan did not open the door. Until the sound of knocking on the door of the room was heard again.

Geck! Geck!

"Dadid! The de. .. "my speech stopped when I opened the door, there was no one.

"Darling, don't joke, ah. Where are you gagging?" Silence, no answer.

Then I walked into the kitchen, sounding like someone was cutting something.

"Darling, are you in the kitchen?"

But what I found. I saw Bik Imah was busy skinning her scalp.

“Ha .. haa ... haguuuuu!”

I run in no direction, sometimes my feet stumble over the table, Bik Imah continues to chase, while holding his head.

"Basic damned woman!" snapped the ghost of Bik Imah.

Bik Imah managed to grab my hair, then he started swiping the knife right in my throat.

The secret! kresekk! kresseek!

AAAAAAAA ....!

"Hey! Awake, Honey. You're having nightmares, aren't you?" I heard Qenan's voice. But my eyes did not open. While Bik Imah kept swiping the knife on my neck.

A little more my neck almost broke, Bik Imah then disappeared. I finally woke up coughing.

"Aren't you okay, honey?" tanya Qenan looked worried.

"What dream are you?" ask Qenan again.

"I don't know," I replied slowly.

"It's drunk first" he said, offering a glass filled with chocolate milk.

"When are you coming, baby?"

"It was an hour ago."

"Owh."

"Eh, Yang. Bik Mama, where?"

The deg!

I fell silent, what answer should I give Qenan.

"Hey, even daydreaming. Which bike?"

"Hmmmm .. That was also my thought. Since yesterday afternoon, Bik Imah did not reveal his nose," I said lying.

"Did Bik Imah go home, huh?" qenan asked while raising her next to his eyebrows.

"It could be, because the morning at breakfast, Bik Imah asked for money. I guess it's payday time, yeah, I'll give you two months' pay."

"OK, Honey. My love savings are still enough, right, for a month? If I add less."

"Still, Honey."

"Sip! Don't forget to go to the salon tomorrow. You see, there's a business associate who's going to visit our house."

Qenan kissed me on the forehead, and then he went to the office.

"What's important, anyway, the guest? Put on everything in the salon, I look ugly, what?" I looked at the face on the glass.

Suddenly I saw the shadow of Bik Imah in the glass. I was surprised, then looked back. Nil, there's nothing strange. However, when he turned his face back to the glass, the shadow of Bik Imah was again visible, even now not like a shadow anymore. The shadow turned into a whole Bik Imah, his head still there, but it looked pale and his eyeballs? I tremble when I see Bik Imah's eyes without pupils. Panicked and frightened, I finally threw the glass with a vase of flowers.

Braaaak!

Glass on the floor. Then I ran outside, barefoot, and I kept running, until I hit someone.

"Aghhh!"

"Are you okay?" asked the man, who turned out to be Karel. The young man who had talked to me on the bus while heading to Mbah Sugiono's house.

"Carel?" He smiled as he extended his hand.

"Let me help," he bargained.

"Thank you," I replied as I continued to catch my breath.

"Why did you run? Is anyone chasing?"

"I'm jogging" I told a lie.

"Jogging, what, don't wear shoes?"

"For therapy, please" I replied with a small laugh.

"Okay, can I take you home?" bargained for.

"Not to, Rail. My house is close, really."

"Owh, okay. I go first, yeah." Then Karel walked to the parking lot.

After I noticed, it turns out Karel drove a sports car Aston Martin DB11 Toyota DB1 output red.

"Well! The car was cool, but why was he on the bus?" I wondered to myself, looking at the car passing by and disappearing in the distance.

"Ah, bodo very. Why do I think. I'd better go back home, I hope that fucking ghost is gone."

It turned out that I ran quite a distance because without realizing it, the distance of the house still took ten minutes more to cover the distance of three kilo meters .

Even the motorcycle taxi driver seemed reluctant to accept me as his passenger, because they saw me like a frightened person. I finally had to walk.

Arriving at home.

"The feeling of running, the door of the house I could not close. Is Qenan back again, huh? Or maybe, the ghost of Bik Imah who closed it?" I shudder.

Slowly I held the doorknob.

Czechoslovakia!

"Hello! There's someone inside." There's no law, it's not Qenan. And then I let her in, even though my heartbeat didn't work. After feeling safe, I immediately took a shower, and went to the salon.