Old Well Dedemit Terror
Chapters 110. (PoV Ira) - A Look at the Fetched

Kak Ganda stopped his motorcycle in the middle of the journey between Karangsari Village and Karanghegar Village.

"Why stop, brother?" ask me to Kak Ganda.

"Where are you going Ira? He said to go to the town to buy your needs. Now tell me to turn to Mekarsari Village?" Brother Ganda looks upset.

But he was still on the front seat of his motorcycle. He spoke without looking back, perhaps noisily because he had to open the helmet.

"Yes later after Mekarsari, we go directly to the city of the district to buy my needs," he said.

"Why go to Mekarsari Village?" kak Ganda's insistence makes me uncomfortable too.

I didn't answer. Confused what to say. Kak Ganda must be upset if I say miss to Kak Warya, I want to immediately get an answer whether he really loves me?

However, eagerly awaited, instead of getting a visit let alone an answer, it would be even I myself who was stricken with kangen kebangetan disease.

"Would you see that arrogant young man again? Is there just a guy in the world you deserve to approach, Ira?" kak Ganda's murmur makes me more 'ngeper'.

"I've explained, don't remember him anymore. It's obvious he's staying away from you. Remember when we were after the thanksgiving, was he there to see you? Nothing until we get home! At most he's the same as Triana!" kak Ganda's.

"I miss Brother. I love him so much, help me meet him, I want certainty. He has given us wonderful hope, but he has not come to our house. Please Brother!" I no longer feel shame as a woman expressing her heart about love.

Actually I want to say this heart directly to Kak Warya let him know and see how grievous my heart holds back longing.

"Shameful!!!" shouted Double Brother, while crashing his back backwards, into my body. I almost fell.

"Well, if you don't want to, please go home!" my hardik.

Then I got off the motorcycle and walked on foot while sobbing holding the pain in my heart. I'm really confused. No one can help me when this pain comes up again.

Do I have to continue my intention first to plunge into the Cilampit River so that all the heavy burdens that squeeze my mind are resolved?

I also accelerated, especially my brother as if letting me go without him preventing me.

But soon I heard the roar of the motorbike engine being turned on.

The sound of the motorcycle engine was increasingly clear because it was following me. The horn was sounded out loud. That must be Double Sis motorcycle.

Sure enough, Brother Ganda is after me. The bike was in front of me.

"Let's go up, I'll kick that son of a bitch!"

"No way!"

"Why not?"

"Kok Kak Ganda wants to beat him up?"

"He'll beat him up if he doesn't want to take responsibility. Your inner suffering also afflicted me as your brother. But also you have to think mature, if he rejects you, do not play forcibly," said Kak Ganda made me a little treated turned out Kak Ganda was also concerned about what I was experiencing.

"I mean, will be asked why to reject you, what the reason is. If the reason is understandable, okay we accept. But if the reason for not being able to let go of his love for dedemit is like the mother of his mother, the Warya, this is already outrageous. Where is your self-worth as a human being. How can dedemites be more valued than real humans?"

I didn't say, just flinching. But it is true also said Kak Ganda. It is very outrageous that I have to compete with the spirit of his former lover even though I heard his older girlfriend Wati killed by the stupor of the foster child Embah Sawi who almost harmed me when I was kidnapped and held captive.

"Move up, don't mind much more!" bring Kak Ganda.

I put on the helmet and rode a motorcycle in the back. Then Kak Ganda drove his motorcycle to Mekarsari Village.

I was driven by a sideways motorbike, not like before when I left the house I was rammed with facing the back of Kak Ganda.

My view is practical to the things that are on the road that we go through. Somewhere near the rice fields I saw a scene that really made my heart beat and my blood boil hot.

It was clear in front of me that two people I knew very well were struggling. I am so sorry to see them both meeting which must be full of intimacy. Damn it too these days making out in the open.

Actually I'm not gonna bother with anything both of them do. Either hold a date or whatever the date is if it's done by someone else I don't know. But this is done by the person I love, who I will meet, and far from the village ready to be embarrassed as a woman who is willing to come to men.

So, I also hit Double Brother's shoulder.

"Stop Brother!" my yelling.

Kak Ganda stopped the speed of his motorcycle.

"What's up, Ra?"

"Look at the back, it looks like Warya and Triana" I said.

Brother Ganda looked. Once clear, the motorcycle was turned back and immediately approached the friendly Warya and Triana. Both of them looked surprised when they saw the two of us.

"Ira, Double?" ask Brother Warya.

Kak Ganda did not answer. He got off the motorcycle and so did I. Kak Ganda parked his motorcycle not far from Kak Warya's motorcycle.

My blood suddenly rose to the crown. The lust of wrathful angkara can no longer bear to see Triana, my village friend close to my lover, Warya.

I don't think any longer just grab Triana's hair.

"Bad!" I said while then pulling Triana's arm away.

"Ira, what the fuck are you?" shouted Triana in fear.

While Kak Ganda did not think long again immediately sent a raw bogem to the body of Warya. But Warya nimbly caught my brother's arm.

"What the hell are you Double?" ask Brother Warya.

Her hand was blocking Triana who was avoiding my hand. Triana retreated and took cover behind Waya's back. I catch up with him spinning will keep beating him.

"So you hurt Triana, Ira!" mencam Warya's.

Suddenly my body felt weak as weak as she could hear Kak Warya's words just now. If you feel the dagger, that's how it hurts.

The man I really crave, I look forward to his presence in my life, it turns out he prefers other women.

No, no, her dead ex-lover, who no longer has a physical form, but rather a living woman, who is real, and this is what really hurts her Triana my countryman!

"You have Triana, you have Warya!" my inner cry that finally vented tears poured out with a swift wetting of the cheek.

Brother Ganda saw me crying. He seemed unable to hold back his emotions as his sister was hurt inwardly by love. And then Kak Ganda again sent a fist to the face of Warrya.

"Blugh!!!!!"

The fist seemed very loud because it could be driven by overflowing lust and very strong emotions. Until Warya fell on the ground. I saw from his lips came fresh blood.

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