My wife Kuntilanak
Chapter 48. Mysterious Woman at the Lake

"Mas, we're not going the wrong way? Is this the village border?"

Ndaru looked to the right and left of the street. He did not see a single building on the edge of this forest. Let alone the house, the huts of the farmers did not exist. The only visible reflection of afternoon sunlight, on the surface of Lake Cemani.

"Mas doesn't know either, Ndar. Mr. Sigit is a new person here. He just gave me this address earlier," said Wira, Ndaru's co-worker who will deliver the transfer items to Mr. Sigit's house.

Endaru looked at the location map Mr. Sigit shared via a short message, "Yes, anyway. The address is around here. I just found out that someone lives here. There is still one village" he murmured.

"Well, but it seems impossible. From the gardens we didn't see any houses, did we? His HP number is also off."

The soul breathed a long breath. The sun was already descending towards the horizon to the west, but their work was not yet finished. He again looked at the location map, and the address Mr. Sigit had written in his message. The address and map are appropriate. But when I got here, there was nothing.

"What if we go down, Mom. Walk around and look around here. Maybe the road to his house can not be passed by a car," proposed Ndaru.

"Oh, maybe. Come on," the hero is excited again. He got off first from the pick-up car he was driving.

The two then walked down a path that was getting downhill. The stones were quite large, making them unable to walk quickly. Occasionally Ndaru had to scatter weeds to open the road.

"It seems like the road is rarely traveled. There is no way Mr. Sigit lives here. Must have been the wrong address. Let's just go back," said Wira.

"Mas, Mr. Sigit is human, right?" chirps Ndaru suddenly.

"Ngawur, you! Yes, obviously humans. Wherever there is a demon can use an ATM card," replied Wira while chuckling.

The two of them walked back to their car. But only a few dozen meters away, the two suddenly stopped while wailing.

There was a sound of someone playing in the water like they were taking a bath. Both Ndaru and Wira also spread their eyes around.

They didn't look wrong. Right on the shore of the cemani lake, they saw a woman bathing. His position was against them using a long cloth to cover his body.

Seeing that scene, Ndaru and Wira became misbehaved. Although the sky had turned orange, they could still clearly see the appearance of the shoulders and back inviting orgasm.

the two looked at each other, then nodded their heads. The next second both turned around and were about to leave.

Byurs!

"Please!"

The sound of that shout made the Wira reflexively run to the edge of the lake. It seemed like the woman slipped on the stone time. Half of his body was immersed in the water and it was difficult to climb.

"Hold my hand," exclaimed Wira as she extended her hand.

The woman quickly grabbed the hand of the hero. Next to the hand that holds the winding of a long hook so as not to escape.

"Armghh!"

Byurs!

The woman again slammed into the water along with the cry of the Hero. Apparently the man deliberately let go of his hand grip.

"Mas, how are you getting rid of?" The new Ndaru caught up, hurriedly helping the poor woman.

"D-he's Ki-kinan."

"Huh? Who's Kinan? An affair? Ex-girlfriend?" ndaru said confusedly. He gave the towel that was inside the bucket to the woman, to cover her upper body that was clearly printed.

"Ki-kinanti," whispered the Hero with a shivering body.

"What's? A win?"

Sontak Ndaru turned to the side. Who does not know Kinanti in this village? But Ndaru did not see the strangeness of the face of the village woman. Looks normal like a normal human being. Not aging like the hero and his friends. Nor does it look like a terrible spirit figure.

Unlike the Ndaru, Wira still continued to shiver in fear. Even though the woman had said goodbye, after saying thank you.

...***...

"Astaghfiullah! Oh God!"

"What's Ndaru?"

Satya who was sitting on the porch of the house with her father, looked at Ndaru in surprise. Ndaru did not answer. Precisely the sound of his breathing sounded dull like he was running hundreds of kilometers.

Satya was curious. He held onto the trembling sister's shoulder, "You why, to? Try to take a deep breath, then drink water," he said.

"Kinan, Mommy. Kinanti's ghost appeared," Ndaru said with a trembling voice.

"Huh? Kinanti's ghost? Where's where?" This time Mr. Darya spoke.

"On the shores of Lake Cemani, sir," he answered from still with a stinged breath.

Satya and Mr. Darya looked at each other, while horribly brow. "But did you just come home from Mr. Diman's house?" said Mr. Darya.

"Yes that's the problem. This afternoon I took Mas Wira to the edge of Lake Cemani, and met a beautiful girl. But Mas Wira cried out in fear while saying Kinanti's name," Endaru's story.

"Continue?" Mr. Darya is still confused, where is the direction of Ndaru talks.

"When I went to Mr. RT's house and saw a photo in the living room, I just realized that what we met this afternoon was indeed Kinanti," said Ndaru.

"Ah, it might just be similar. The Kinanti has long since disappeared. Why did he suddenly appear? deny Mr. Darya does not believe.

"It's true, sir I even saw the woman's face clearly before she left" Ndaru said.

"So that's why you left a motorcycle at Mr. Diman's house?" ask Satya.

"Motorcycle?"

"Yes, which you brought when delivering rice to Mr. Diman's house, after the magrib," explained Satya.

"Astagfireullah! I forgot, Mom."

Ndaru looked back. Is he able to cut through the trees all by himself? If under normal circumstances, even midnight he would dare to do it.

"Have a rest first. We will invite you together, all the Isha prayers in the mosque" Satya proposed.

Ndaru agreed. He then took out a glass and gulped down the contents.

"It's the fry."

"Uhuk! Uhuk!" Ndaru was choked when Laksmi came out, bringing the fried yams to Satya and Pak Darya's request.

"Why again?" ask Mr. Darya confused.

Ndaru simply shook his head while patting his chest. Apparently he was surprised, because Laksmi's appearance was very similar to the Kinanti he had seen earlier.

Laksmi didn't bully them. After putting the snack there, he immediately went into the house.

"And I only wanted to find the traces of my body that they threw away first. Not trying to scare anyone. But I can't believe I even met one of the culprits" whispered Laksmi with a faint grin.

"But his face did not resemble the person in the photo at all. The smell of his body was not as bad as Aksa. Is he not the hero I'm looking for?"

Laksmi pondered at the thought of the perpetrators whom she still had not found. After eavesdropping on Genta's remarks yesterday, he found out that the other two perpetrators were Eka Argani and Wirasena.

(Connected)