My wife Kuntilanak
Chapters 18. Kuntilanak's Cry

"You're sober?"

There was the sound of an adult man, right beside Satya. The smell of the room was quite piercing, caught by the man's sense of smell. The ceiling of the room is clean white also indicates, if it is not the room.

"Huh? Where am I? Didn't I just fall asleep in my room?" inner Satya panicked.

The man rolled his eyeballs to the left, towards the source of the voice earlier. It was seen a white-haired man looking at her worriedly. His face looked haggard like a sleep-deprived person.

"Sir RT? I-this is where, huh?" Satya was confused, because the elder in her housing was there. His voice is so weak. His head was dizzy and his stomach was very nauseous.

"You're in the hospital again, son," explained Mr. RT.

"Hospital?" reset Satya.

It is true, the visual of the place has explained completely that Satya is currently in the hospital. Butwhy? Wasn't she okay at home?

"Your family's got food poisoning, son. Your doctor said you were poisoned by eating fish and rotten meat. Only Tari and your wife are okay," explained Mr. RT, as if understanding Satya's head.

"Huh? How could?Where are my mom and dad?" Satya's head was getting harder and harder to digest the calamity that had just befallen her.

"They were treated in a separate room, especially Enderu who was quite severe. The cause is still being investigated" RT said.

"Astaghfirullah," muttered Satya.

"But according to the confessions of your mother and father, they do not consume food, other than those cooked at home. While Endaru can not be questioned, because it has not been realized," said the old man.

"Fish and rotten meat? So strange. You always buy and process fresh ingredients, sir. We got poisoned because of that?" muttered Satya lirih.

"Already, Son. Do not think, just rest to recover quickly," said Mr. RT.

"Thank you for taking care of me, sir," Satya said. The white-haired man only smiled while nodding his head.

"Squeaky. Why didn't Laksmi get poisoned? He ate a lot of fish with us yesterday. If Dance anyway he more often eat his own cooking eggs."

"Ah, wait! Also true. For a few days Laksmi cooked. Did he choose the wrong materials, and take the rotten ones?"

Satya was busy guessing. But none of the answers are right.

"Son, while we are both here, there is something you want to tell you" said Mr. RT.

"What's that about, sir?"

"Lately many residents say, every night your house looks gloomy and dark. Then it faintly smelled of foul smell and incense." Mr. RT paused his sentence. "Sorry, you're not accusing your family. But what exactly is going on, Satya?"

"Is that true, sir? Our house is always bright every night. We also never burn incense" Satya said with a frown.

"Yes, Son. You also passed in front of your house around nine o'clock at night. The atmosphere is gloomy and like an unkempt house" said Mr. RT.

Satya. He himself was surprised, why there were too many oddities lately. What exactly happened to them?

...***...

"Why isn't there? I have dismantled every corner of this house. But why is there still no evidence of that bastard who corrupted me first? Though I'm sure, he's the main culprit."

Satya's house and her parents were scattered. Laksmi is looking for something that could serve as evidence of Satya's past crimes. However, all the objects in the house, none of which evoke the bad memory of his past.

"Did that bastard deliberately throw away traces of his past in order not to get caught? Not even the pictures remind me of the past."

The kuntilanak cried bitterly during the day. His voice was so shrill that it was heard to the neighboring houses. If it was night, the entire population who heard it would be terrified.

"Why can my killers live free? Why is the world not fair?" The cry of the kuntilanak is getting heartbreaking.

"Ah, stop. Maybe he could hide the evidence from this world. But the ugly aura of the remnants of his evil will definitely be found."

"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am."

"Loh, Mommy. Why these? How messy?"

Be late. Dance had first entered and saw her brother's room that was like swept by a storm.

"Oh, here. Ma'am again finds important files from Mas Satya's. But have not met," said Laksmi.

"Do I need help?" dance Proposal.

"No, Dek. Later Mbak asked the same Mas Satya aja," replied the long-haired woman again.

"Yes already. I'll go to the room first, ma'am. Get changed."

Just as Tari was about to move from there, someone knocked on their door. Dance rushed to open it.

"This is the message, Dek." A woman gives a black parcel to Dance.

Yuck! What's this smell? Who's she?"

Laksmi watched the woman from behind Tari's back. His face is ordinary. Looks like he's in his early thirty or forties. The clothes are simple, even tend to be a little shabby. But that was not what Laksmi noticed, but a dark and dense aura that overshadowed the woman.

"Why is there a woman who can have such a concentrated aura? It's the second time I've come across a person with a super foul smell, after Mr. Kades," thought Laksmi.

"Mr? Howdy?" The dance surprised Laksmi with a touch on her arm. But not only Laksmi was surprised, Dari herself was shocked because of the body temperature of her sister-in-law who was like a corpse.

"Who was that, Dek?" search Laksmi.

"Oh, that's Ms. Aruna. I ordered pecel with him. Although the person is judes, but the pecel is delicious," replied Tari. "What's the matter, Ma'am?"

"There's nothing. You're just curious," replied Laksmi.

"If so I change clothes first yes, Ma'am. After that we have lunch" said the girl.

As promised, moments later they had lunch together. In addition to pecel, there are also fried fish and tofu tempe bacem as their side dishes.

"You don't eat fish, Dek?" ask Laksmi on the sidelines.

"No, Ma'am. I'm allergic to some kind of fish and meat" replied Tari. His hand moved about to take the tempe bacem, but then stopped in the middle.

"What's that white-white under tempe?" Dance turned the piece of tempe with a spoon, and found the fly larvae were moving agilely down there.

"Jeek! That maggots?" Dance's eyeballs immediately turned towards Laksmi's Mbak. "Sir, this is ...?"

"Hmm?" Laksmi was busy chewing fried fish with small larvae wriggling there.

"Geek!" Without having time to move, Tari also took out all her entrails to the floor.

"Dec, what's wrong with you? Were you poisoned too?" laksmi.

He got up from his seat, and helped the weakly drooping Dance. But then he caught an awkwardness on the plate.

"Oh, so that's the cause?" inner Laksmi while smiling cynically.

"Uh, it's true Laksmi is weird. He didn't realize that fish and tempe bacemnya ..."

Dance widened her eyes, and scrutinized each plate on the table carefully, "Lho, how come there are no more maggots? Though I actually saw, you know," thought Tari convinced herself.

"Why are you, Dek? Let's drink warm water first," said Laksmi while giving a glass of water.

But the thought of Dance who is still skeptical, makes the white water back out his entrails until it is not restless.

(Connected)