My wife Kuntilanak
Chapter 55. My wife Kuntilanak

Satya just finished praying isya, when Laksmi changed her clothes with a mini negligee. His pale white skin, in sharp contrast to his jet black. Laksmi then combed her long hair, and took a perfume bottle from her makeup rack.

"Want me to help you?"

Satya snatched the jasmine-scented clear bottle from the wife's hand. He then rubbed the perfume into the nape of Laksmi, as the woman's habit before going to bed.

"Ukh!" Laksmi slightly dodged when Satya rubbed her.

"Why, baby?" ask Satya. He suddenly stopped his hand.

"It's okay. The perfume is mostly, Mas," said Laksmi.

Satya then closed the perfume bottle. The bead of his eyes looked at the scalding nape of his wife like she was hit by fire. It turned out that he secretly read the verse of the chair, when rubbing the perfume into the wife's body.

"Sound! This time it actually reacted," Satya thought worriedly.

"Mas!"

"Astaghfirullah, Deck." Satya rubbed her chest that was pounding violently in surprise. "What's up, baby?" The man's voice instantly turned soft.

"Aren't you the same as me?" ask Laksmi.

"Why order?" Satya asked back. Both of his eyebrows were clutched, his mark he was completely confused.

"Because I'm procrastinating on our first night. Are you suspicious and curious?" Laksmi clarified the question.

"Of course I was suspicious and curious. But I've never been upset with you, really."

Satya stroked his wife's hair fondly. Her beautiful brown eyes, looked at Laksmi with a tinge of sadness.

"You must have your own reasons, why not do it. Is this because of that rare disease?" whispered the man gently. "Without doing that, I still love you, really."

Laksmi was stifled to hear Satya's sincere confession. He then shook his head, "It's not because of that. And Mas has to find the woman who really loves Mas later."

"Why is that? So what's the reason?" Satya looks unacceptable with Laksmi's words just now.

"Be careful to close your eyes, yes. Then the count of three Mas open your eyes," Pinta Laksmi.

"Huh? What's?"

"Udah, just follow me. I want to know who I really am, right?" laksmi said again.

Although still confused, Satya also followed the request of his wife. He closed his eyes, hoping to be anxious. On the count of three, he opened his eyelids again.

"Adrrarghhh!" Satya screamed in her heart. But his mouth was only wide open, without making the slightest sound.

"This is my true form, Mas. I actually..."

Bluk! Satya sprawled on the bed, in shock at the figure of the pale-faced woman, black eyes and very long hair before her.

"Yeah... K'd faint. I haven't said anything yet."

Laksmi returned to her human form. His hand grabbed the eucalyptus oil, and rubbed it into Satya's temple. Slowly, the man opened his eyelids again.

"Lakshmi. You're right, Laksmi, right?" Satya who is still in shock many times to make sure, if the one before him is right now his wife.

"Yes, Mas. Its me. The figure you saw earlier was also me," he said gently.

"What do you mean?" Satya's head almost broke to digest everything.

In one blink of an eye, Laksmi again changed her form. Satya's eyes immediately closed. Unable to see that beautiful face suddenly turned full of gaping scratches. The wound was bleeding profusely, wetting the transparent white cloth he was wearing.

"Ka-ka ..."

Satya also could not move and speak. His heart was completely shocked to see the female figure before him.

"Yes, Mas. This is my true form. A kuntilanak who holds a grudge," said the figure in a raucous voice and echoed throughout the room.

Silent. Satya did nothing. Not because I don't want to, but I can't. His mind continued to recite the verses of the Qur'an to calm himself.

Unable to see the frightened Satya, Laksmi also changed her form into a beautiful woman as ever. He also takes Satya to the kitchen. But the man did not dare to drink it.

"Quick say! Where's my real wife!" Satya's voice rang out and almost disappeared.

"It's me, Mas. Laksmi Kinasih's. No more Laksmi, besides me?

Laksmi nodded, "Mas want to see my true form again?"

"No, thanks. I believe, really," said Satya hurriedly. He didn't want to see that horrible creature again.

"But please tell me in detail, who are you really? Why are you like this?" pinta the man. Both of his hands pulled out the blanket, to cover his body that was shivering in fear. In his heart still did not believe the words of the figure before him.

"My name is Kinanti Laksmi Nayaka. You must have heard, right?" laksmi begins the story.

"Kinanti Laksmi Na's... Ah, you're the missing girl?" Satya immediately edged back away from the woman. "Eh, wait. He said you were Laksmi Kinasih?"

"Yes, I'm the missing Kinanti. Some of my friends took me to the woods and did some indecent things. Then kill me to remove the trail" Laksmi told me.

Satya was silent for a moment, trying to digest what was at the core of this conversation.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes. I'm serious."

"So Kinanti is dead?" satya said with a trembling voice.

"Yes, that's it. That's why I came for revenge" he said.

"But I never bothered you. Even when you went missing, I was seven years old at the time" Satya protested.

"I knew. Sorry I misjudged you from the start. I thought you were one of them" said Laksmi. "I've also been banned by Mr. Shaman. But my grudge is so great, it darkens my eyes" he exclaimed.

"Ah, wait. So Mr Dukun knows everything, and he let me marry kuntilanak?" Satya's voice was rising. His jaw hardened, knowing he was tricked.

"No, that's not the story. All who follow our series of proposals and marriages are not Mr. Shaman. He was possessed by Mr. De Mito, the genderuwo who became my friend" he concluded.

Satya just gaped to hear the story, "I still can't believe it. Kinanti is a village man here. I even know his family very well. Then why did you get to that haunted Wingit Hamlet?"

"long story. The point is I accidentally followed Mr. Shaman up there."

Laksmi paused her sentence for a moment, to see Satya's reaction. Apparently the man is still looking forward to the continuation of his story.

"The human form that I took was also the form of the only daughter of Mr. Shaman. Sweet girl named Laksmi Kinasih. He does have a rare disease, as I told you," Laksmi continued.

"Ah, so so. But why have I never met that woman, while visiting Mr. Shaman's house?" sesidik Satya does not want to believe just like that.

"That's all Mr. Shaman's secret. I have no right to tell him" said Laksmi. "But you should know one thing, Mr. Shaman is always looking for a way to tell you that I'm not human."

"Keep what's going on? Are you blocking him?" guess Satya. Laksmi.

"So you hurt him and made him sick?" snapped Satya. Since marriage, this is the first time Laksmi has seen her husband angry.

"Yes. I did it. Ii'm sorry. I promise I will go if all is done" said Laksmi softly.

"You think I'm gonna believe everything a creature like you says? Even from the beginning you have been deceiving me!"

Spotlight Satya's eyes dimming. He felt very broken and deceived. His heart loved this woman with all her flaws.

"I'm really sorry, Mom. I don't remember who killed me. But since I met you, I remember everything. I'm gonna make them find my body."

Laksmi's groaning is so bitter, making Satya's heart again melt. Maybe that creature is hard to believe. But if everything he says is true, it means that Kinanti has been tormented for decades.

"Don't take your revenge again. Tell me where your body was dumped. I'll have the police find him" Satya persuaded.

Laksmi shook her head strongly. "I have found some of them. But they still did not want to open their mouths about the case. Let me finish it myself, Mas."

"But ..."

"Mas don't worry. I'm not going to disturb this family, nor do I involve you innocent people. Let me punish them. I won't stop until my bones are found."

"All right, if that's what you want. But I'm asking you not to hurt Mr. Shaman again" Satya said.

"I promise, Mas," replied Laksmi.

"What are we going to do next?" Satya suddenly goosebumps, imagining her sleeping with a kuntilanak every night.

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