My wife Kuntilanak
Chapters 77. Die

"Assalamualaikum, Mas Wira."

"Waalaikumusalam. Huh, Satya? Ender? Tumben you guys here early in the morning?"

The hero opened the door of his house and invited his two guests in. The sky still looks gray, because the dew has not moved from the surface of the earth.

"Yes, Mas. There's something important we want to talk about. Was I busy this morning?" satya said when she entered the house.

A twelve-year-old boy presented water and some biscuits. It was Wirasena's first son.

"Today wasn't busy. The kids are off because it's Sunday. What's important?"

Satya and Endaru looked at each other, then nodded their heads, "Look, Mas. Enderu said Yesterday Mas saw Kinanti's figure, right?" Satya.

"Y, yeah." The hero scrunched his forehead.

"Is Mas also one of the perpetrators like Ms Aruna?" ask Satya again.

"Da-where did you know?" The woman began to panic. His seat is not calm. Occasionally his eyes glanced towards the room, making sure that his two children did not hear the chatter.

"Don't be afraid, Mum. We're here to help. Please tell me, who are the perpetrators who killed Kinanti?"

"Why are you curious about this, Satya?" ask Wira suspiciously.

A cold wind infiltrated from the rectangular air hole that filled the upper frame of this classic house. The flaming red thin window curtains in front of us fluttered erratically, as the wind played them in all directions. Like a sign someone showed themselves.

Satya looked back. There was nothing from that window. He then continued his sentence.

"I know you're a good man. Although it used to be possible that Mas had done something wrong, but I believe that Mas has repented. So, I want to stop this Kinanti terror, so that there are no more victims like Ms. Aruna and Mr. Kades."

"Satya, why are you meddling in this matter? Didn't you have anything to do with this case?" The hero is getting confused.

"My wife is the incarnation of that kuntilanak, Mas," Satya replied firmly.

Bam! Suddenly the door of the room was tightly closed. The little princess of Wira shouted in fear. The man ran straight to his son.

"It's okay, Nduk. It's just the wind" Wira said. He then stuck the door with a small chair.

Satya starts to feel something strange. He guessed, Kinanti did not like what he was doing. His eyes glanced to the left and to the right, but again he saw nothing.

"What did you say? Does that make sense?" rebut Wira in disbelief, after returning to her seat.

"That's right, Mas. I testified myself," said Endaru reassured Wira.

"K-kok can?"

"The whole story, Mom." Satya then tells how she first met with Kinanti, to this day.

"So the apparition was really a jin qorin figure that resembled a Kinanti?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Oh God..." Wira shuddered in horror. "Is he here now?" The man's eye beads go left and right.

"Now he doesn't exist. That's why I want to stop this terror, before there are any other victims. But I don't know where to ask for help? Kinanti never wanted to mention his names" Satya said.

"Is this not dangerous? I'm afraid Kinanti will hurt you later," Wira said hesitantly. He fears this may backfire on Satya and her family.

"Whatever it is I have to stop this terror" Satya said.

"Jaudah if that is it. Maybe this is the time I have to atone for my past sins" said Wira lirih. His tears were again spreading, remembering how depraved he used to be.

"So besides me Rani Aruna and Aksa, there are still two other perpetrators, Arga and Genta," Wira said after wiping her wet eyes.

"What do you mean by Mas Gentala?" Satya and Ndaru were shocked to hear it.

The hero nodded his head resolutely, "But since High School's graduation, I've not been a gang anymore with them. I don't even have his HP number."

"It's okay, Mom. We can help you contact Mas Genta. We must quickly solve this problem," said Wira.

"I guess the only thing that solves this problem is admitting blame on both of Kinanti's parents. Then find the remains to be buried."

Wira still remembered the arrival of Kinanti a few days ago. The figure of the kuntilanak, several times asked to be taken home. Now, Wira also means that the kuntilanak want them to find the remains of his bones.

"I think so too. Mana knew Mas Genta could speed up that search," Satya replied.

"I don't think that's possible, Mom. Since I just got word, Mas Genta and his wife died in an accident."

"Astaghfiullah! When did it happen?" ask Wira and Satya at the same time.

"Must." Endaru shows a short message along with some photos sent in some group chat.

"Yes Allah. Why is it so bad?"

Wira shuddered in horror. Her netting glanced towards her two children, who were engrossed in watching cartoons in the next room. He could not imagine what their fate would be if he did not exist.

"Then the only culprit left besides me is Arga" whispered Wira limply.

"Who is that?" ask Satya. He had never heard that name in this village.

"Eka Argani's. He used to live here too. Now working in the mines. He rarely came home" replied the hero. His head remembered, who could help him, to contact Arga.

"But, what is Laksmi... Eh he means Kinanti also terrorizes people who are far from the village here?" chirps Enderu.

"Of course it is. All the perpetrators must get their payback. Hihihi..."

"Lakshmi?"

Satya's hair stood up, hearing that shrill laughter. While Wira and Endaru use a pillow, to cover their faces respectively. Apparently the kuntilanak figure was sitting in the middle of them, with a smashed face and a high school shirt that was not white anymore.

"Ki-kinanti, forgive me," whispered Wira softly. His entire joints were shaking as if they were going to come off, so scared of him.

"I'll forgive anyone, as long as I admit my guilt." The figure muttered softly, with a very low tone.

"Sir..." Satya's heart was sliced, seeing the figure that once filled his days in a more terrible form. "Sir, you're not mad at me for meddling in this matter, are you? Everything is for you."

Kuntilanak did not answer. He just looked down, shedding tears of blood. Her crying was so heartbreaking and heartbreaking. Fortunately, only the three of them could hear it. His form slowly became faint, then disappeared.

"Haaah, Lakshmi. I didn't know if you were still here or not. But I'm gonna keep doing this plan, for the good of all of us." Satya spoke alone, without Laksmi in front of her.

"Chihara..." The shrill laughter sounded away. But they did not see the kuntilanak figure.

"Say, if his voice is far away it means he's close, right?" Wira shuddered in horror. He glanced at his children's room. They seem not to be disturbed at all.

"Mas, I think I know where to look for Mas Arga's HP number" Enderu said.

"Where from?"

"There's a high school alumni group, right? Maybe there's a number of Mas Arga. Or other friends for a place to ask."

"Ah, why am I not thinking?" The hero immediately got up and took out his HP.

As expected Ndaru, Wira turned out to be a member of the High School alumni group. But only this time fill his chat up to hundreds. All of them uttered words of condolence for Genta and Aruna.

"Geez! This really?" Wira almost dropped her HP from being very surprised. His face immediately paled.

"What's up, Mom?" tanya Satya and Ndaru were curious.

"There's a friend who was nervous, he said Arga is now critical in the hospital."

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