Mystery of Grandma's House
Pakde's Death

Cigarette chicken so loud connecting the sun. Rays that begin to warm enter through the gap of the house from an incompatible board. A sign of having to start a worldly activity immediately to just turn the wheel of life. Sayup-sayup heard some of the head of the family cheerfully, walking towards the place where his complaint complained of fate. Work all day, to get a bite of rice for the beloved family.

This is where I fell asleep on a wooden long chair in the living room, the home of a man I had just considered a friend. I saw that he had risen from his sleep, leaving behind a blanket and pillow that was still there.

"It's like it's noon, shit I'm really tired. Moreover, it was malem could not sleep because of the cool story of the same student. eh btw, where are people, has been said aja.". Batinku.

"Gue wants to take a shower ah, stick to this body, too,". Continue with my own mind.

I finally decided to clean up. It felt so fresh to feel the water flowing to every centi of my body. At first glance I remembered that today I had to visit the house of Heri sir who he said yesterday died in an accident. However, I also have to visit because it is not delicious if it is not even visible at all.

After feeling pretty fresh. I took some clothes yesterday she said bought by ayu. I took a piece of shirt and tried it. It turned out to fit in the body, with long pants made of fabric that also stick right in my body. I was amazed also by the cleverness in taking care of others from ayu. Am I expecting it too much?

"Widihh is a very handsome cousin of the cave, hehehe,". Sergey mas Didik surprised me.

"Where are you boss, why can I stay if I got kidnapped how,". Tanyaku.

"Hehehe, the sory-sory I bought chicken porridge for both of us. Here's.". He said while offering seplastik food that is still warm with a white sterofoam wrap with a fairly appetizing aroma.

"Wih, sorry, my. I don't have any money now being a sgrepotin. But promise me tomorrow if my father Dateng I will change everything.". I said I looked down embarrassed because since here all my needs were Didik who bought it.

"It's hard to think, let's eat first ah. I'm wes laper,". Answer the Didik.

Finally we decided to eat the chicken porridge immediately. In joking and throwing taunts between us, making us even more familiar.

Tokk tokk tokk

"Assynoltomodel..". Greetings from behind the door.

"Dark! Meet your wife first.". Bisik mas Didik while smiling jail.

"Ckk ishhh,". Reply I pretended to sniff at him.

I opened the wooden door in front of me.

"Guilu, ayu,". My answer.

"Hi, how are you? The catroc didn't do anything about you, right? Hehe. So don't we go to Mr Heri's family house?,". Flocked with her question.

"Where to answer first, a lot of the questions are already rich thesis.". I told the laughs of the two of them.

"We become takziah there, you will see if I am neat. Thank you, Yu, tomorrow it will not be you,". My next.

"You have to son, please,". He answered with a smile that was like an arrow to me.

"Excuse me yes, mosquito repellent wants to take a shower first", Goda mas Didik with his jail.contact we saw him along with a sharp gaze.

While I only wear long pants cream color fabric with short-sleeved black clothes. It seems to fit in with this woman next to me. But that's my own hehehehe.

"Let's go bucin couple,". Sapa mas Didik out of his room. Making us who are late in the mind of each awakened to the real world. smiling to hear his words.

After locking the door and making sure all is safe. The three of us that afternoon set out to act in the funeral home by motorbike, because the word ayu home is quite far away. We are in our own positions. I'm piggybacking on Didik.

"Hey crazy, why are you here?,". Hardik mas Didik's.

"Bonceng is, Why mas,". Ask wonder.

"You'd be willing if ayu in another guy's bonnet? Sana gih boncengin. It's not a roll,". Continue giving the code of expelling with his chin.

"Oh yeah, forgot me mas, hehehe ,". Reply chuckles.

Mas Didik who saw me was just a head bobble. Then I ran the idea from the mas didik. I walked towards ayu asking to shake hands with me who was driving. Ayu doesn't mind at all. Although I deg degan can be this close to ayu. We finally left.

After a dozen corners, passing through many derivatives and small climbs we finally arrived at home with a yellow flag adorning his front. The house that looks big with two floors is right in the middle of a large tea plantation. Seen in front of the house there are mothers with fat stature wearing purple dress with matching hijab.

"Assalamualaikum Ma'am,". Greetings while extending her hand.

"Yes son, thank you, yeah,". Reply to these mothers.

"Sorry mas Heri and Mbak Yati yes dek if have wrong. I also don't know why this is so. The husband died suddenly and simultaneously. Hiks hyks,". There was a sound of crying from the woman.

"Mom if I can know how Mr. Heri Bu died,". Tanya mas Didik full of search.

"It was still afternoon, Heri and his wife Mbak Yati. Planning to go to the family home Ndoro wiryo. Home adoptive parents of grandmother dance. They plan to immediately complete the inheritance division. After that I heard that Heri was planning to move outside Java after the division of the heritage so much was successful. But fate said another, Heri's car hit a roadblock at turn 4 and then went into the ravine and burned. Bake alive Mas Heri and Mbak Yati who are pregnant young.". Lirih the woman who is known by Heri's sister-in-law is full of regrets.

"I've warned you not to even steal the treasure from the house with the big pendopo, it's all cursed there. It was all because of the greed of Heri made mbak Yati died. Hiks hyks,". Her crying broke again.

"Can you tell me about the adopted son of Mbah dance Bu?,". I asked who had been holding back wanted to dig deeper information.

"To my knowledge there are 3 adopted children. With one of his biological children. Well what's the name mom kind of forgot too,". Said the mother.

"And as far as the mother of her three adopted children planned to master the abundant property of Ndoro dance after it fled to spread outside the island. It was also the mother accidentally heard when the deceased mas Heri was on the phone,". Obviously the mother. The three of us listened without interrupting the story.

"Kasian mas Heri, the humble gentle man. Must have died tragically from greed, ma'am,". It was seen a woman coming and stroking the middle-aged mother's back gently. He seems to be the son of the mother.

"Stupid! He's the Mafia of Money Laundering!", my inner being

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Seriate....