Rice Shell For My Husband
Chapter 6 - Terror

Rima looked around the room with the lights suddenly off, a huge fear. Cold sweat running all over the body, fast-paced heart rhythms, fear with no apparent foundation. Now he sits in the corner of the bed while covering his body with a blanket, fear when he is in terror of something. 

"Mas Arman's..mas!" peekik Rima who asked for help, there is no advice that makes him more agitated and looks chaotic. "The lights are dead, I'm afraid." The face that had been deathly pale, the body that continued to tremble could not be controlled by him. 

Bugh!

Rima's head was hit by something he didn't even know, only grimacing as a reflex form of pain experienced. He felt a pair of large hands strangling his neck, trying to escape the clutches of an indistinct creature visible in the eye's sight. 

"Ma–mas Arman." Lirih Rima with a raucous voice, the strangled neck increasingly made him unable to breathe, continued to call the husband who did not reply since it made him almost desperate. 

How surprised Rima when he saw a very large creature in black, his hair bristles when he looks red light, also has sharp teeth. But slowly the grip on his neck slipped, he inhaled oxygen as deeply as possible. 

Rima coughed as she looked at the terrible understanding still staring at her, slowly shuffling from the bed and wanting to get out of the room. But alas, the door suddenly locked back to test his adrenaline at this time. 

"Who are you!" rima's cry was very frightened, there was no reply and no reply from the jet-black huge creature that kept approaching him. "Don't hurt me, I have nothing to do with you." 

Rima cried in fear, could not imagine how he faced the subtle and first felt it. The entire body and both legs limp, when only one inch away from the jet-black creature that suddenly attacked him. 

There was no other choice, Rima closed both eyes with overwhelming fear. The sound of knocking on the door made him jump in shock and look at the lights that were already on, immediately get out of there and run to the origin of the sound. 

"Mas Arman." Rima hugged her husband who was at the door very tightly, as if her fear had turned into relief in the heart. 

"Why you?" Arman looked at his wife's half-dead frightened face, a pale face and trembling body could be felt by her. He immediately carried her in his cradle and took her to a chair, poured her a glass of mineral water and handed her over. "Drink to make you look good." 

Rima glanced left and right in fear, her hands trembling as she held the glass filled with drinking water and gulped it down. 

"My story, why you? Your face is very pale and like being chased by a ghost." Arman stared at Rima's sweaty face, wiping her with the tissue on the table was easily accessible to him. 

"That's it, I saw a ghost." Said Rima trying to control fear, and remembered something. "Aren't you at home, how can you be outside?" tanyanya while swallowing saliva. 

"Work you, I just got home and saw your frightened face." 

"If Arman had just come home, so who was it?" inner Rima who returned was plagued by a deep fear. 

"Here you go, don't think about it. Maybe you're tired, we should just take a break." Arman brought his wife into the room, thinking it was just a hallucination. 

Rima stared at the ceiling of the room for some time, thinking of the senseless incident he had just passed. "What was that thing that strangled me? His face was so scary, what exactly happened?" he thought, looking to the side, looking at the face of the husband who had not fallen asleep. "I'm afraid of you."

"It's just a hallucination of yours, don't think about it." Arman hugs Rima's body and one blanket, giving affection to the woman he once tortured. 

Rima felt comfortable with Arman's embrace, the first time she got the treatment that made her shaken. Staring at the handsome face of the husband he loved so much, feeling sad with that little attention. 

"I'm here, sleep." Said Arman gently, giving a kiss on the forehead of the wife full of love. 

The rhyme that was lulled slowly brushed off the feeling, where the husband's attitude changed due to the crotch rice that he always fed. 

The next day, Rima made sure Arman to have breakfast with crotch rice that had been disguised after saying the lesson taught by mak Itam. "Resume the rice Mas, especially for you." Smiling beautifully, of course seeing the husband eating. 

"But why don't you ever come eat with me?" Arman was curious, he secretly watched his wife. 

Rima flirted with her husband's questions, but remained calm so as not to be suspected. "I cooked specially for Mas, and I ate." 

"Ooh so." Arman mangosteen is the head. "You're okay, aren't you?" the question made sure. 

"I'm good Mas." 

"Thank God then." 

As usual Rima made sure her husband had left for the office, the incident last night made her unable to think about all that. 

"I have to make sure everything, what happened last night is no joke." 

Arriving at the house of Itam's mother, Rima came expectantly, wanting to solve all the questions in her mind. 

"Mom, I have something to ask you about last night's events." 

The old lady who was pouring the whiny with the arrival of Rima who began to depend on him. The creepy laugh made my feathers goosebumps, willing to endure the fear that secretly touched it. 

"Ask me, what's wrong?" said mak Itam who seems to have known with the purpose of Rima's arrival. 

"I was attacked by a fine creature overnight, its body was large, tall, jet black, its face was creepy and both eyes were red just like a burning fire. The creature was strangling the neck and also as thick as a black shadow pushing against my body Mak, what does that mean Mak?" clearly Rima whose hair bristles. 

"That's an attack aimed at terrorizing you." 

"But who's terrorizing me, Mom?" ask Rima curiously. 

"You must know the guy, he hates you the most and I've said this before." 

Sontak Rima found out and began to conclude that it was Sulastri's work that was canceled married to her husband, Arman. 

"Is he Sulastri Mak?" 

Mak Itam quickly nodded slowly while smiling thinly. 

"Mak, help me to attack Sulastri. Make that itchy woman suffer and be shunned by others, also get everyone's hate." 

"It's easy, but you have to agree to the terms."