My wife Kuntilanak
Chapter 71. Satya's Confession

The drizzling rain accompanied by rainbows witnessed the funeral of a beautiful girl this afternoon. Little birds were jumping around the still-wet red ground. The flowers are sprinkled on a mound of earth.

Rani was still sitting pensively with her eyes moist, after the funeral procession of Nada Sakuntala was over. His hand squeezed the wet red ground, while wailing miserably. Her tears no longer came out. His heart was too sore to lose his little daughter whom he loved so much.

The man with bandage wounds on his hands and feet could only resign. Her cute little daughter is gone. All because of his first love who has been different world with them.

It's dark. Everyone has returned to their homes. The rain was falling and windy. While Rani still sat lamenting the headstone of her baby.

"Dec, let's go home. It's dark. Tomorrow we come here again" said Aksa persuading his wife to come home.

"Tomorrow? Keep letting Nada sleep here alone?" rani said with both eyebrows linked. His lips curved downwards.

Aksa. It is hard to persuade a grieving person. But if you stay here, also endanger yourself Rani.

"Rani, you know what, right? That tone is a smart and independent child. He's grown up. So it's time for him to sleep alone" Aksa said. "Then, Najla is also waiting for us at home" he added.

"But it's raining, Mom. Tone must be cold here alone. You don't love her anymore?" said Rani glared sharply at the husband.

Yeah, it sounds weird and a little crazy. But Aksa understood him, Rani's soul was currently being shaken violently. Aksa feels the same way now.

"Then we go home first. Take an umbrella and a blanket for Tone. Then let him sleep alone tonight, so he can be independent" Aksa said. Her tears seeped back, imagining her cute little daughter now having to sleep alone in the ground.

Rani raised her head. "I don't believe it. It's all because of you, Mom! Because you loved Kinanti more than I did back then. Because of you our son is dead!"

The woman again cried hysterically, along with the lightning that struck. Untolerable anymore, Aksa was forced to drag Rani's body into a car parked under a tree. It doesn't matter if the woman thrashes. Ujang had been waiting for him there.

...***...

Satya entered her stuffy and pitch-black room. For some reason his mood was gray, since he had been to Aksa's house.

Nah! Satya turned on the room lights.

"Lakshmi?"

Satya was surprised to see a woman sitting on the edge of the bed. His hair was very long, covering his face and back. His white clothes were filled with patches of mud and blood. The man was horrified to see it.

"Mas, are you home?" said the woman raised her head. His face is still invisible. But Satya was able to sense the cold and cruel aura of the figure.

"Yes, I just got home. Nada was buried" Satya said as he stepped towards the bed. The smell of carrion and frankincense is getting into the nasal cavity."Deck, is this happening also because of you?"

"You should know, Mum. They didn't just want to kill me. But also my parents!" say that figure in a low tone.

"Why would they kill your parents? You and I don't know anything about you?" ask Satya.

The man was shocked as Laksmi flicked her hair in one second. His broad eyes and mouth that extended to the cheeks, were clearly visible. Satya jumped backwards. It seemed like he was angry at Satya's question.

"I'm not angry, Dek. How do you know if you tell me, I can help protect both of your parents," Satya said hurriedly.

That creature doesn't say. His face still turned towards Satya, with a wide grin. His clothes were swayed by the wind from the vent, as if there was nothing in the weave of the thread. Only the head and hands.

"Daddy, don't worry. Ever since Mas found out who you really are, Mas always sent prayers to Kinanti. May he be calm there. And you can go back to your realm" Satya said.

He dared to speak so knowing that the figure in front of him was not the spirit of Kinanti. Rather it is just a jin qorin that resembles a Kinanti, and carries some of its memories.

Laksmi is still tight-lipped. His broad eyes suddenly shed tears of blood. Slowly his body floated upwards, with strands of cloth constantly flying due to the gusts of wind from outside.

"Hiks... Hix... Hicks..." The figure was crying bitterly. Very heartbreaking. He slowly disappeared like a puff of smoke.

"Satya, let's have dinner. Take Laksmi along," call Bu Kesha from outside the room.

...***...

"Loh, where's Laksmi? She didn't come out this afternoon either?" bu Kesha asked, seeing Satya come out alone from the room.

"Is he sick?" mr. Darya added. His two sisters had also been sitting sweetly at the dining table.

Satya pulled the chair in front of her father, then sat stiffly, "Sir, Mom. There's something I have to say about Laksmi" Satya said with a tense face.

"Why him?" asked Bu Kesha worried.

"D-he... He's not that..." Satya paused her sentence. "Duh, how do you talk? Would my father believe it?" thought the man.

"Cock instead of diem? You guys fighting?" asked Bu Kesha to be more worried.

"No, kok. Just the same Mother Father do not be surprised, yes. Ki-j ... Ah, I mean Laksmi's... She's not..." Satya stopped her words.

"You mean Laksmi's not human?" chirps Dance suddenly.

"Huh? How do you know, Dek?" Satya was surprised by his youngest sister's speech.

"Hey, wait a minute. What does it mean not human? If you speak clearly," said Mr. Darya asked for an explanation.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to lie to you Mom. Because I just found out too. Laksmi it's Kuntilanak." Satya finally ventured to speak that fact.

"Astaghfirullah, Son. If you're careful. How can such a creature coexist with us every day?" said Mrs Kesha. Mr. Darya was a mangosteen, agreed with the sentence of his wife.

"Yes, but this is real, Mom. Laksmi was pretending to be human" Satya said.

"Dance, is this really? Do you know where your wife is not human?" This time Mr. Darya threw a question at his youngest daughter.

"I've seen the real form of Ms. Laskmi, when everything was hospitalized" replied Tari.

"Astaghfiullah!" exclaim Mr. Darya and Mr. Kesha.

"You're idigo, Deck?" ask Endaru.

"Well, that long? Why didn't you say, Dek?" ask Satya anyway.

"Yes, same as Mas Hadyan. I dare not say the same with Mas Satya. But when I told Mas Ndaru, I didn't believe it, instead" Tari grumbled in annoyance.

"Hadyan?" exclamation Satya. Dance nodded.

"Who would believe it right away?" reply Ndaru.

"That's it. So why did this happen? Our family from never allied with the jinn," said Mr. Darya.

"We should ask directly with Ms. Laksmi," said Tari while pointing to the corner of the room.

Ms. Kesha grimaced in fear, seeing a woman hovering with an incomplete body and full of blood.

"Lakshmi?" said Mr. Darya. "Ah, no. A win?" he rattled with his eyes wide open.

"So Laksmi's a Kinanti?" mumbling Bu Kesha with blood rustling.

(Connected)