Mystery of Grandma's House
A Truth

"What really happened to you?" I muttered in front of a body that was still weakly stretched on the hospital bed.

From last night my mind that has been confused this time increased when I saw the condition of Briptu Eko is concerning. Somehow my heart and mind felt something was wrong here.

Two people have been sprawled here, with unnatural conditions. The wound in both was quite severe.make me reluctant to go home before hearing that this is a coincidence and everything is still in good condition.

"Wake up my friend, tell me that this has nothing to do with them" I whispered softly beside Eko's bed.

While the sun was already slowly rising above the crown of the head gallantly. I was still struggling in my daydream carried by the strange feelings that continued to haunt me.

"Damn it! Why does this seem to be getting more complicated! What exactly happened to you, Eko. Please get up and talk to the police! Tell me the truth" I said on the edge of Eko's bed.

"It seems I have to find this answer myself!" I muttered as I passed out of the room leaving the body of Eko mas who was still helpless.

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Elsewhere, Didik and Pak Adi were struggling in a narrow room that looked more like a prison to them. In the condition of both bound feet and hands with the position of each other back to each other.

With blood flowing from his temple, Didik tried to wake up to gather all his consciousness. He had been in a dimly lit room and surrounded by several people in black robes and butokolo masks clinging to their entire faces.

At first glance, the memory of the short fight he and Adi mas ahead of this morning. Agility fighting battles fight with weapons that look less balanced in fact make them have to be sprawled because of the ferocity of the enemy that is only one person, Andre!

"Ssttt ssstttt mas wake mas" whispered Didik lirih diastai nudged the shoulder of the man who is currently tied with him.

The pain in his shoulder was felt immediately. Due to a fragment of projectile that accidentally penetrated his left arm. The faint blood that flowed earlier this time began to dry up.

"Emmmmmhhh" There was only a groaning murmur from the mouth of the man behind him. Maybe because the condition of the man who is currently behind him can be said to be worse than he suffered.

"Are we dead?" Ask Adi who is starting to wake up. Seemed blood flowing from his forehead covering part of his face. His voice sounded as if he accepted reality.

"You are awake apparently" there was a heavy voice of an old woman entering the horde of people who were sitting cross-legged around Didik and mas Adi.

Hearing that voice, the ear of Didik seemed to tremble. The voice that terrorized him from childhood. A figure so petty even willing to ally with the devil to achieve his goal. Even though he warned her first.

"Who is he?" Mas Adi asked with trembling lips to endure the pain all over his body.

"Neither Nyai, should we not immediately b*nuh them! I'm already impatient. Hahaha" the voice of one of the black-robed men next to the grandmother made a sound.

"Dik, how is this" said Mas Adi who seemed to have panicked, sweat pouring down from both temples. Unusually mas Adi looks very frightened at this time.

"And who is he really, brother? You owe me a lot of stories. Don't make me die of curiosity. stupid!" Bisik mas Adi with soft and smooth.

"Is he the head of this shithead group?!" Jerk mas Adi this time his voice raised.

"It's true, he's.." Didik replied hesitantly.

"Haha. Looks like you're a reckless cop! You don't even know who your partner is right now! You won't be able to disturb us one bit!" Hardik the black-robed old man this time with a tone full of threat.

"Shut up!" Gertak old grandmother who this time is getting closer to Didik who is sitting down resigned.

"Why don't you introduce your symbol to your friend?" The old grandmother said softly into the ears of both of them. Making Mas Adi completely starved by holding all his anger and unbelief.

"Right, she's my mom. Are you surprised?" Ketus Didik grinned with a horrible smile.

"i have to stop fighting something stronger than me. I'm tired of constantly playing chases." Its effects.

Someone then opened the rope that bound Didik this time. While Mas Adi can only be silent in disbelief with everything in his nature at the moment at a glance he feels like a dream.

"Bring him to the river's back! We immediately finish this game" Titah Didik which then accompanied by a nod from some members who were sitting cross-legged.

"How dare you frame me Bangs*t!!" Unceasingly, Adi rebuked the man who immediately turned cold before him. Some people then carried her while others silenced her mouth with black duct tape. Educated doesn't bother him at all.

"I'm sorry mom has betrayed you all this time. Now I know and will be willing to accept my destiny" Didik said in front of the old woman.

"Okay le, you're sorry symbol. Now put an end to this curse and get a ghost to Pitu (seven) for mom. Come with us to end your Buddhist curse"

"They are allied with Buto Sengkolo, we must be affected." The grandmother stared at the ceiling. His eyes seemed to be holding back the sadness.

"As for the symbols, is there no other way to stop the demon?" Tanya Didik hesitated.

"Don't ask like that again! Do you still want to argue over the symbiotic order like eight years ago?!" The grandmother said in a high voice. No one dared to look into his eyes.

"Sorry mbok" Educated with a back-to-back reflex.

"Now go, finish the man immediately!" Grandma's orders while going out of the room.

"And you Andre, accompany my son! Make sure he doesn't betray you anymore. Weren't you guys friends? Hahahaha" said the grandmother, accompanied by several members who worship prostrate to her along her feet stepping out of the room.

"Both Nyai Sumi" said Andre along with Didik.

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NB:

Sorry for all readers of Mystery House Grandma, behind this author so less update yes. There are many tasks that are almost deadline so it cannot be updated every day as usual. Hopefully soon finished his task and can be diligent update again. Moreover, every episode in this novel must go through research first from several previous chapters. One episode takes a lot of time.

The author apologizes again, everyone. And because it is still the atmosphere of the Eid al-Fitr author and the Nocturnal team congratulate the Eid al-Fitr festival minal aidzin wal Faidzin for all loyal readers who are still waiting for the end of Mahesa and friends.

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