Santet Bride
The Part 10

Kania grinned with satisfaction, she felt so happy to see Arga's suffering and Rasti had begun. He cradled a straw-clad shrouded doll with a photo of Rasti still firmly attached to his body. His lips smiled smirk, imagining the destruction of Rasti, the friend who had been able to stab him from behind.

'This is just the beginning, dear Rasti. Furthermore, your suffering will be more severe and painful, even more than the pain you once inflicted on my family, and in those moments I will laugh seeing you helpless. Hahaha, ' hissing Kania growled, 'and you are Mas Arga .. You will regret your decision to leave me to choose that serpent-tongued bitch! I'm gonna make you chase me again and forget about that damn woman!'

Kania's eyes turned to the large mirror inside her room. He saw himself now so thin and dull unlike when he was still happy with Arga. The pain had changed him so much, especially after so many events.

Kania stepped away from the mirror, looking at two picture frames in her room. A picture of her and Arga is flanked by their parents and a picture of her with both parents. The photos were the source of his power as well as the source of his hatred.

"Dad, mother, forgive Kania. Kania promised, all the pain of father and mother will be relieved. Kania will never stop until Arga and Rasti accept the consequences of their actions. Father and mother, don't worry about Kania, Kania can take care of herself." A translucent grain fell from her beautiful eyes moistening the photo of the three of them.

For a moment, Kania sobbed in memory of her parents who were so miserable that they had to experience some terror from unknown people, when her marriage was ruined by being stabbed by someone very close to them, when his father was very ill, he was critical because of the stress of thinking about him.

Those memories make the inner Kania more sliced, sore and bloody. He swore he would never forgive them. He has strengthened his heart to become a devotee of the devil because he feels hopeless after his prayers are unrequited.

'Dad, mom. How are you guys doing now? May you be happy there, forgive Kania who never went there again. I can't bear to see my father and mother now, no passion for life. But I promise, will restore all the joy of father and mother, inner Kania.

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Meanwhile, in the Seminyak area, Bali looked a couple who were sitting enjoying the atmosphere of the beach ahead of sunset. They looked like an impeccably perfect married couple. However, when observed with great care, actually the state of the husband is not in a state of good.

The half-century man was paralyzed after suffering a stroke almost two years ago, and they are here to try to recover his husband. The man had a stroke after learning that the condition of the child's marriage was not okay, even tend to suffer.

'Kania, what are you doing, son now? Why didn't you tell us about your condition, son? Why are you holding it all by yourself?' inner Irvan remembers only the girl who now chose to live alone, away from anyone.

Irvan let out a long sigh while several times rubbing her two teary eyes with her hands that could still move. Without him noticing, next to him appeared a woman was looking at him bitterly.

"Dad" said the woman, "why are you crying? You must be thinking about Kania again, right?" ask the woman who has remained faithful to him for twenty-nine years.

Irvan was only able to nod, without being able to answer. Grasped the hand of the jet-black haired beauty, as if to seek strength there.

Citra understands her husband's feelings, ever since Irvan learned about the destruction of their daughter's household that eventually left her with a stroke, Irvan seems to have no desire to live because for Irvan the only princess of her wayang it is a fragile jewel that should not be destroyed by anyone.

"Dad, would you like a video call not the same Kania? Mother connect yes," Citra bargained comfort Irvan, her husband.

Image then took his phone and then pressed his daughter's number to make a video call through the green app on his phone.

Thou shalt! Thou shalt! Thou shalt! Click!

A call dial tone followed by a call button tone is received.

[Assalamualaikum, Canada.]

Sapa Citra, Kania's mother initiated the call.

[Eh, mom. Mom and Dad, how are you? Kania kangen, Mom.]

kania asked, knowing her mother called her.

[Alright, thank God good, son. How are you doing in Jakarta too, dear?]

Citra stated the news of her daughter who had not met for a long time.

[Cania is good, Mom. Oh yes, Mom, Kania this morning has sent the financial statements of the restaurant and company to the e-mail mother yes. Year-end turnover is both rising sharply, Mom so mom and dad don't have to worry about resto and company, Kania will fight hard for all of us, Mom.]

Kania informs him of the latest financial condition of the restaurant and company he now manages in full after his father suffered a stroke.

[Cania. Someone wants to see you, son. You say yes.]

Say Citra tell.

[Yes, Mom.]

Reply Kania.

The camera also features Irvan Prasetyo, Kania's father. Instantly Kania froze staring at the manic bead that would always be her first love. Although it was a matter of slicing his heart, when he remembered how furious his father was when he found out that he had lied to them both about his marriage to Arga, but Kania knew that the half-century man who was still handsome was the most wounded.

[Father ... Kania is happy to see the father starting to be healthy, hopefully the father continues to be healthy huh. Quickly recover, Dad. Kania promises both father and mother that Kania will repay all who have hurt us, especially those who have hurt and destroyed father and mother.]

Kania expresses her determination to her beloved father who is now just helplessly silent.

[Uh .. hanan Hania, yah nta hanan. Afan aja eta, ak aik mehenham.*]

[Uh .. don't Kania, I'm asking you not to. Forgive them, it's not good to be vengeful.]

Kania shook her head while occasionally wiping her tears violently, she did not like to see the attitude of her father who was willing to forgive them just like that.

[I'm sorry Kania, Dad. Kania will not comply with father's request this time. Kania will continue to demand a reply.]

Kania insists on her wish, and she asks her father and mother to pray for her safety and not worry too much about her. Kania promised he would be careful.

[Dad, mother ... Kania asks Kania to pray that Kania here is safe. Father and mother don't worry too much about Kania. Kania promises to be careful with all that Kania does and one day Kania will definitely come to visit father and mother in Bali. Kania, just transferred 200 million to the mother's account for the cost of mother and father during treatment in Bali, later if mother and father need anything, kania.]

Hearing Kania's request, his father and mother simply advised that he should not be carried away by anger, always remember God and take care of himself.

[Yes, Kania. Mom and Dad will always pray for you, son. We ask you not to be carried away by lust, lest your anger burn you. Don't forget God, always take care of yourself. Mom and Dad have it up. For transfers, after this mom check m-banking mom yes. Thank you, my dear, for being such a caring child to us. We always love you, Kania. Wassalamodaikum.]

Say Kania's mother before she ends her video call.

[I love both of you, Mom, Dad.]

Reply Kania then turn off his favorite phone.

Kania was silent for a moment, her heart was heartbroken at her father's request. For a moment his heart hesitated, whether he should just end it not too far away. But on the one hand, he was eager to avenge those who had destroyed his family.

As Kania weighs between wanting to continue or stop the game she just started, without her noticing the lights in her room start to flash, it briefly turns on, briefly shuts off.

The fishy aroma began to seep into the respiratory cavity, suddenly an invisible whisper was heard right in his ear telling him to continue his game.

"My sister Kania .. continue our game, don't stop. If you stop, you will never be able to avenge your heartache on them. They deserve a proper lesson. I'll help you make it all you want because I'm the only one who cares about you, only me ... Kana." Kania rubbed her bristling hair when she heard the hoarse and terrible sound so close to her ears.

Kania glanced at the reflection of her face on the screen of the phone she was still holding, she saw that there was a woman standing right behind her, the woman seemed to extend her pale left hand with her pointy nails wanting to hold her left shoulder.

The deg!

Kania's heartbeat stopped, as she felt the cold, pale hand touch a little of her neck skin. As if hypnotized by the figure of the woman, Kania nodded her head and said that she would continue the game that had begun and would only stop after her revenge after being avenged.

"I will continue our game, and will not stop until my revenge is avenged. Arga, Rasti wait for my next revenge! Haha! Ahaha! Ahhaha!" Kania's laughter resounded throughout the room, without her noticing the figure of the woman showing her smirk smile hearing Kania so easily get into her trap.

'Keep playing, Kania! Keep on being my follower! Stay loyal to me! Don't even think of turning away from me or you'll regret it forever!' hiss the figure of the woman while grinning revealed her pointed teeth and her partially damaged face.

A thud! Prangs!

All the items in Kania's room were falling, splashing, books, photo frames, cosmetic tools, dresser chairs, etc, even the light bulb in his room was scattered on the floor of his room without anyone touching it. The curtains of the room fluttered fiercely like they were blown by a whirlwind.

"Haha! Ahaha! Ahaha! The arga! Rasti! You must be sorry! You must be dead! Sure is! Die up! Ahaha!" Kania continued to laugh out loud without caring about anything.

Kriet's! Blam it!

The sound of the door opening and slamming itself, for a while the atmosphere in the room Kania felt very gripping. The smell of fishy and fragrant alternately penetrated into the nasal cavity.

The gripping situation only stopped when the sound of Magrib's azan echoed through the loudspeakers of the mosque which was only a kilometer from Kania's house.

Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar (2x)

Asyhadu allaa willaaha (2x)

Ashhadu anna Muhammadar rasuulullah (2x).

Hayya's 'alashshalaah (2x)

Hayya's (2x).

Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar (1x)

Laa lilaaha (1x)

"Hot! The heat! Aarrrgghh!" The monstrous figure of the woman screamed in pain with a terrifying shrill voice before disappearing from hearing the divine call.

The voice of Azaan is heard calling every Muslim to come to his creator in his prostration. Not with Kania, though, with his haughty steps he took the vacuum cleaner and started cleaning up the traces of the riot then stepped into the bathroom to clean his body and immediately pushed into the bed afterwards without caring at all unexpired.

What else will Kania do to get her revenge?

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