My wife Kuntilanak
Chapters 10. First Night

"Alhamdulillah has arrived at home."

Satya pulled out a few suitcases containing Laksmi's equipment, then kept them in the corner of the room. Although tired, the man's face looked bright.

After waiting for almost a month, Satya finally invited Laksmi Kinasih to be his wife. Their wedding ceremony was done simply, only spread around fifty invitations, given Laksmi's physical condition that should not be too tired.

"For while we stay here first yeah, baby. Until Mas savings enough to buy a house," said Satya while peeping his wife's forehead.

"It's okay, Mom. I'm ready to take Mas anywhere," replied Laksmi with a sweet smile. His soft voice redeemed Satya's heart.

But wait! Looks like something's weird. "Why is his face so pale and his eyes blackened? His body temperature was also very cold. Is he sick?" satya thought worried. The woman has not yet removed her makeup.

"Why look at me like that, Mom?" ask Laksmi.

"Are you sick? Your face is pale" asked Satya.

"No, kok. This is because of tiredness and lack of sleep. Last night I couldn't sleep well" said Satya's wife.

The man smiled faintly. Yeah, it makes sense that Laksmi did. All brides-to-be must feel tense waiting for the wedding day, right?

"When you want to shower the same?" Satya seduced his wife with a mischievous look.

"Ih, shame ah," Laksmi replied quickly.

"Well, why the shame? We are legitimate," Satya replied not to lose.

"Take each one, deh. Do you have to get ready to go to the mosque? Soon isya, you know," said Laksmi refused subtly the husband's request.

Satya glanced at the clock on her HP screen. "Duh, yes too. If so I take a shower first, yes," he said.

Satya also took off the wedding dress that was still attached to her body one by one. He then took out a towel to cover the important part.

"Dec, don't look at me like that. Patience until it is ready. But if you are curious, take a shower together," said Satya without looking back. His shoulders were slightly shaken, as it chuckled.

"Huh? I don't see it, huh."

Laksmi turned her face in the other direction. If only he were a human, his heart would currently be pounding.

"Kok he can tell if I'm watching him?" laksmi. Satya is not aware, if a mirror reflects her reflection.

"Why is his body so perfect? As if a woman had never touched her at all."

Laksmi had clearly seen Satya's back and shoulders, which were plain without a single piece of cloth. To the subtle-being, the body of a p*rawn*n or p*rj*ka is different, from that of a human who has had a relationship outside of marriage. A man who is still holy will look very attractive and perfect, compared to a man who has sinned.

After Satya finished bathing and went to the mosque, Laksmi was busy packing up. In just a few seconds, all the items in his suitcase had moved into the closet. She also changed her wedding dress with a nightgown.

The woman looked at herself in front of the mirror. There was no shadow of a beautiful woman there. The half-body mirror depicts a white shirt covered in blood.

His lips grinned widely, showing rows of pointed and sharp teeth. A pale face without eyes, with tangled and long hair.

The spring! His neck turned a hundred and eighty degrees as he floated away.

...***...

"Well, Deck?"

Satya who had just returned from the mosque, rubbed the back of the wife who was lying on the bed.

"Yet. Did he go home apparently?"

Laksmi turned her body. His body position is now on his back. Netra Satya focused on the row of buttons on the front of the shirt. The color of the fabric is white, making it a little laugh. Its oxytocin hormone is sharply increased.

Satya bent her body, and gently kissed Laksmi's icy forehead, then down to the cheek. While his right hand moved slowly, about to touch the rows of buttons on Laksmi's nightgown.

"Don't tonight, Mum. I ... Again a hindrance," whispered Laksmi.

"O-oh, yeah. It's okay, baby," Satya said showing off her warm smile. "Duh, I don't really understand this. Laksmi is tired today. I thought of something else, "he thought sorry.

"No. Your health is more important. They are tired too, though. Let's go to bed tonight" Satya asked.

Taps! The room lights went out.

Twenty minutes passed, Satya had been in a soothing tethal wave. He's really asleep.

"Chihinsi ..."

The long-haired woman who was next to Satya got up from her sleep. No, actually she was just pretending to be asleep, waiting until the husband fell asleep.

Her white nightgown, turned into a long dress full of blood spots. The ends of her hair strands, swept over Satya's face that was soundly asleep.

"Why is this guy so hard for me to touch? His aura was very sharp and strong, especially after he came home from the mosque. Good thing I made an excuse to come by the moon."

The creature floated above Satya. He grinned wide with anger. His face was no longer pale, but shapelessly shattered filled with maggots that fell on the sheets. Her long hair was now floating freely in the air.

"Have he not repented of what he had done before? But it's still weird. A man who has committed a great sin and has repented, there is none so clean as his body."

...***...

The test! The test!

"What'sthis? Kok wet. Where does it smell anymore?"

The dance that was about to take a drink in the kitchen was hit by water droplets that were out of nowhere. His head looked up. There's nothing up there. There was no rain outside. But his back was completely wet and gave off an unpleasant smell.

Dance is really astonished. Nevertheless, he could not think much longer. The drowsiness is very heavy, making him have to quickly take a drink and return to the room.

Meanwhile Satya in the room was confused. The tail of his eyes glanced at the wall clock hanging above the bedroom door. The new time showed at two in the morning, but he did not find the wife next to him.

"It's impossible that Laksmi's waking up at this hour, right?"

Satya looked for him in the bathroom in the room. He didn't find Laksmi there. As he inspected the living room, his ears caught a voice in the kitchen.

"Loh, Dance? What are you doing in the kitchen at this hour?" tanya Satya saw her youngest sister sitting at the dining table.

"Well, Mas" replied Tari. "What's your own thing?"

"Emm, did you see your mother? He wasn't in the room" Satya said.

"Mas looking? Sorry, I was in the bathroom." A woman came out of the bathroom near the kitchen.

Dance gawked at her, "Loh, when did Madam Laksmi enter the bathroom? It was when I went to the kitchen that there was nobody in the bathroom" thought Dari confused.

"Why are you using the bathroom here, Dek? In our room there will be a bathroom as well" Satya said.

"I forgot, Mom. Habits in the house of the Father," he said while shaming shame.

"Well, we'll go back to the room again. Dance, you sleep there again. It's still two o'clock at night, you know," he said.

"Yes, Mas," replied Tari obediently.

Laksmi had already walked towards the room. While Satya and Tari go hand in hand in different directions.

"Dance, wait! Is your back bleeding?" He had just noticed the back of his sister who had reddish patches.

"Huh? Bleed?" Dance is also confused.

He tried to look at his back. Of course it didn't work. But his hands could reach the drops of blood on his nightshirt.

"So that netes-netes on the back was blood? Pantesan smells rancid. But where's the blood?" the teenager nodded his head upwards. Unfortunately, he found nothing suspicious up there.

"Look, why do I feel de javu, huh? That time my back was also suddenly dripped with blood, right?" muttered Satya.

(Connected)