My wife Kuntilanak
Chapter 73. Meet the Real Laksmi

"Mas, Ms. Aruna is dead." This morning Tari gave the sad news, even before the mosque announced it.

"Innalillahi wa innailaihi. Died of what, Dek? What time?" ask Endaru and Satya.

"About six o'clock, Mas. She said Ms. Aruna died from a fall in the bathroom. Is this because of the pocong oath that was done yesterday afternoon, huh?" dance Stories.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim" said everyone in the house.

"It turns out Aruna was reckless to do the pocong oath?" said Mrs Kesha.

"Yes, Mom. But Ms. Aruna did not admit that she had killed Kinanti" said Endaru who happened to see the process yesterday.

"We do not know what really happened, Aruna could not kill, but one of the witnesses. So get dragged in. Wallahualam," said Mr. Darya chimed.

"It may be so, '" murmured Bu Kesha.

Satya was pensive, "Is it true that Madam Aruna was just an eyewitness? But why was Kinanti so angry with him?" muttered Satya suspiciously.

"But since yesterday Mrs Aruna has been delirious. He said Kinanti asked to be picked up, because Ms. Aruna brought him to the lake," said Tari.

"Astaghfirullahaladhim's chat. What exactly happened like that?" mumbling Bu Kesha was horrified.

"Now this is shaken by not only Bu Tuti, but Mr. Diman and Ms. Nastiti as well. Because the name of his daughter was mentioned again," said Mr. Darya.

Sayup-sayup is heard from the mosque, which announces that Aruna has died. The mood is getting gripping. Kinanti hasn't shown up since last night either.

The tling! A notification entered into the HP Pak Darya. "Astaghfirullah," exclaimed the man as he read the contents of his message.

"What else is it, sir?" tanya Bu Nastiti getting creepy.

"Aksa was rushed to hospital, in critical condition. Said Rani hit him with an iron."

"O Allah, it turns out that Kinanti has also avenged them" muttered Satya.

"Well, they're also involved in the Kinanti case?" Everyone there was shocked by that fact.

Satya nodded, "Sir, Mom, after my condolence I will go to Wingit Hamlet, yes. Endaru's coming with me" said Satya.

"Loh, what's up? Why suddenly?" ask Miss Kesha.

"Kinanti's revenge cannot continue. We have to find a solution before the other perpetrators become victims. Perhaps my father-in-law can help find a way out" Satya replied.

"Ah, right too. The first time I met Mbak Laksmi, ah I mean Kinanti 'kan Pak Dukun, yes. I'm curious about the real Laksmi, too" said Enderu excitedly.

"Yes, that's it. You borrow Agus' car, later you pay the rent and his bbm. Do not use a motorbike" said Mr. Darya gave support.

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Kluk!

"Successfully."

Satya smiled happily, as the door of the house was successfully opened, using some equipment. Understandably, he does not have the key to Mr. Shaman's house. The owner of the house was also never in place, when Satya came to his house.

But this time Satya did not come alone. He was with Endaru and Hadyan, and Mr. Damar as a representative of the local people.

"Assalamualaikum, sir," said Satya, though he knew no one was inside. Said the fathers there, lately Mr. Shaman often out of the house for a day. He rarely goes to the garden.

"Mas sure you want to come in?" Ndaru restrains Satya, who is about to step foot into the house.

Satya nodded confidently, "Legally, this is Mas's in-laws house. I just want to check out Laksmi's room, anyway. I know there's a clue there" Satya said.

"Yaudah, if that's what we're waiting for here" said Ndaru, pointing to the porch.

"okay."

Satya pressed the door knob and pushed it as slow as possible. It can be messy too if Laksmi is inside, and is shocked by the arrival of a stranger.

Just standing in front of the door, Satya had already felt a gripping air in this room. How not. It was very dark, not a single window was open. This is daytime.

This room no longer smells stuffy like a room that is not used. But worse than that. His room gave off a very thick smell of foul smell.

The more Satya stepped in, the more the foul aroma grew sharp. But what is this stinking scent?

Duk!

Satya's knee hit something. It looks like a bed. His hands fumbled through the walls to look for contact lights.

Nah! Lights on. The room also looks bright.

Once turned around, Satya was shocked to see what was on the bed, "This pillow or Laksmi who was sleeping? Why did Laksmi cover her entire body?"

Satya pulled the cloth that covered her face slowly. Because shocked by Laksmi's condition, the cloth was attracted to fall under the bed. Satya's body trembled violently to the knees as if unable to concentrate the body.

That's Laksmi Kinasih. But it's very sad. His eyes closed and his lips tightly closed. And his body was already thin dry.

Laksmi is dead! His body was rotting in a certain part. But a part of his body did not go into decay, this is strange! Is it because of the wax-like coating that coats the entire surface of his skin? At least his face is still recognizable.

But what is Mr. Shaman's motive for doing this to his son?

Satya dared to come closer. Mmphhh.... The stench also stings. Plus plates containing stale food scattered on the floor of the room. Everything seems moldy.

"God! How dare you enter my house without permission!" That's Mr. Shaman's voice. The man had gone home apparently. "What are you guys here for?"

His face looked panicked when he saw the door of Laksmi's room open. He immediately entered the house, and headed to his daughter's room. Everyone who was just waiting on the terrace also followed into the house.

"Satyas! Who told you to remove the body cloth?" Satya was shocked to hear that voice. Mr. Shaman stood behind him with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Sir, Laksmi is dead" Satya said loudly.

"Astaghfiullah!" Endaru and Hadyan shuddered at the woman lying stiffly on the bed. Part of his body was already a skeleton.

"What's? Laksmi's dead? Innalillahi wa innailaihinrojium. When's death?" exclaim Mr. Damar who has not looked into the room.

"I don't know. Shaman sir, when did Laksmi die? Why did you keep the body like this?" ask Satya.

Mr. Shaman can't refuse anymore. The fact is clearly visible in plain sight. Her tears began to fall on her cheeks.

"You all who are here, please do not tell this to others," Pinta Pak Dukun.

"Can't, sir. Laksmi should be buried properly. Don't you love him?" said Satya.

"It is precisely because of his love for him, so he does not want to take it off," replied Mr. Dukun.

"But Laksmi is dead, sir. The place isn't here anymore. He must also be bathed, sholated and buried, so that it is quiet there" Satya gently persuaded.

"But he's my only family, Satya. If he leaves, I'll be alone" said Mr. Shaman with tears in his eyes.

They all look at it. But Mr. Shaman's attitude was also wrong.

"Who said you were alone? There I'm Dad's son-in-law. Although this marriage is actually not legal, because the bride does not exist. But my father is still my father-in-law. I will often play here to accompany Father," Satya said with tears in her eyes.

"Yes, Sir. Let's just say I'm also your son" said Hadyan and Endaru.

"Wait first. I'm rattled. Is Satya's marriage illegal? Laksmi is dead? Who we saw at that time. He even went to Mbok Lastri before he got married."

Mr. Damar who did not know the chronology of the problem felt very confused. Endaru and Hadyan finally help explain the situation.

(Connected)