SWAMP VILLAGE MAGGOTS
Mr. Grace is terrified.
"Oh my father has not left to, will hunt imsyak you know". Exclaimed a middle-aged woman.
"This you want to take water for ablution even a lot of blood here". The man's heart.
Then the woman walked over to her husband, and was shocked when she saw the blood that was spilled there.
"Astagfirullohaladzim whose blood this sir". Exclaim that woman.
"Where you know mom, I came here already there's a lot of blood, even I think it's chicken blood mom". The drill.
"Where may be this much chicken blood sir, after all who cut the chicken in the morning blind here, why do you think that no-no sir". Said the mother.
"Indeed not usually ma'am, what's the truth". Tukas the father while scratching his head that does not itch.
Then the mother looked in all directions because of her unpleasant feelings, and not far from there was a trace of blood splattered somewhere.
"Sir, look at it like there's a trace of blood pointing somewhere, a sign on the ground like something was being dragged there too". Speak to the mother by pointing her index finger.
"Well, ma'am, you're right, what a drag is really big, if the chicken being dragged can't be that big, ma'am". Tukas the father.
"Yes mother also know sir, of course it is not a chicken that is slaughtered but we have to pray first sir, we better go to the mosque first, worship is the number one pack". Exciting wife.
After that the couple went to the mosque, while Mr. Grace who realized his stupidity remembered something in the middle of his journey.
Damn why I forgot to remove the traces of Pardi's blood left there, I had to go back there and remove all the marks, so that there was no evidence if there was an incident there, but if there are already citizens who know how this is, it would be better if I return to eliminate all the evidence, and if there are citizens who are suspicious of me, I will be able to quibble, inner Pak Rahmat in his heart while turning back his motorcycle.
Arriving at the plantation, Rahmat walked slowly, so that he did not make a sound from his footsteps, his eyes seemed to look in all directions, worried if there was someone who knew his existence.
Fortunately there was no one here, I had to immediately flush the blood of the gospel before it was dry and hard to wate, said Mr. Rahmat while drawing water in the well and watering Pardi's splattered blood.
After finishing with the affairs of watering the blood, Rahmat sir rushed to remove the traces of a series of Pardi's corpse by hoarding it with new soil, new soil, with great difficulty Mr. Rahmat scooped up the land elsewhere and closed it in the Pardi drag.
Fortunately, I have closed this trail using the ground, now I have to follow the trail of another series and hoard it with new land, so that the residents do not see the trail of Pardi's body drag, Pardi, and my actions will be safe, murmured Mr. Grace to himself.
After that Mr. Rahmat covered all his former crimes, he seemed relieved because there were no residents who knew his actions there, then Mr. Rahmat rubbed his sweat while walking limped, and then he rubbed his sweat, without Mr. Rahmat knowing in front there are some residents who just returned from the mosque.
"Assalamualaikum, where are you going?". Greet one of the citizens.
Damn I do not see if many people who have just come home from mushola, the inner Mr. Grace by frowning.
"Ehm anu sir, I want to buy vegetables directly from farmers". Sahut Pak Rahmat.
"This hour is still not in the garden sir, maybe there is something I can help, my brother also happens to be a farmer here". Obviously, the father was unsuspecting.
Then the father took Mr. Rahmat home, his to meet with his brother who is a vegetable farmer.
Meanwhile, the couple, who had just returned from Muhshola, looked astonished, because the traces of blood near the well and also on the path had disappeared.
"Loh sir, there's no blood in here, and the blood on the road is gone". The mother cried to her husband.
"Yes ma'am everything's gone, actually there's something you're suspicious of". Say that man.
But suddenly the man's phone rang, there was a phone call from his brother, who told him if there was a buyer who wanted to buy his garden.
"Well, I'll be right to your house". Legally.
Then the man said goodbye to his wife, because his brother gave news that there was a buyer who would buy the results of his garden.
After that the man went to his brother's house, which turned out to be a citizen who took Mr. Rahmat to his house.
"Asnalaluallaikum". Exclaims.
"Waalaikumsalam Ceng, sit down first". Mr. Kardi.
"What did Kardi ask me to come here?". Aceng asked by hooking his two eyebrows together.
"This is Ceng, Mr. Grace is willing to buy your garden, because he has a lot of orders for his merchandise". Obviously Mr. Kardi with his friendly smile.
Then Aceng got acquainted with Mr. Rahmat, they talked about the abundant garden has this year, after which Aceng said something to Pak Kardi about the drugs around the well.
"My wife and I saw for ourselves a lot of blood splattered and also the marks of something that was dragged on the ground, but when we wanted to investigate, we remembered that we had to go to the mosque, but when we went back there all the traces of blood were gone, even the traces of a series of things were not there anymore, we became afraid that it was related to the criminal actions of someone". Clearly Aceng with an anxious face.
Seen Mr. Rahmat broke out in a cold sweat after hearing the story of Aceng, his face turned pale because he was so scared.
It turned out that they already knew everything, what I had to do, the mind of Mercy worried in his heart.
It appears that Mr. Rahmat rubbed his sweat, then Pak Kardi looked at him by hooking his eyebrows together.
"Sir Mercy do not need to worry so, this is just a suspicion of Aceng alone hopefully no one is criminal here". Say the cardi pack with its heavy voice.
"Oh yes sir, I became anxious to be here long after hearing the story". Tukas Pak Rahmat by exhaling a long breath.
"Sorry, sir, the first new visit even I told a no-no story, by the way you need how many kilos of vegetables?". Ask Aceng while getting up from his seat.
"I bought six kilos first sir, if every day orders a lot I'll come back here again". Said Mr. Rahmat while saying goodbye to Pak Kardi.
Then Mr. Rahmat with Aceng walked to his mustard garden, seen Pak Rahmat very frightened, worried if Aceng find out what he saw late.
"Actually I am still curious about the story of Mr. Aceng earlier, indeed the blood you see is definitely not animal blood". Said Mr. Rahmat asked Aceng.
"I also don't know sir, it's just my guess, if indeed the blood of the animals of the past is dragged into the path, why not just lift it". Obviously Aceng is busy picking the results of his garden.
"If the animal is large like a buffalo ya must be dragged to the pack, can encock the waist if lifted". Seloroh pak Rahmat trying to melt the atmosphere.
"Well right, sir, maybe it's the blood of a buffalo or cow that the owner dragged hahaha". Gurau Aceng replied to Rahmat's joke.
And after he finished taking the results of his garden, Mr. Rahmat immediately paid for the vegetables he bought.
"I'm sorry sir, this is the money please accept with a few tips from me, because Mr. Aceng has bothered to take vegetables in the morning blind like this". Tukas Pak Rahmat while handing over some red money.
Then Aceng also received the money given by Mr. Rahmat, saw both eyes of Aceng rounded because he saw blood stains on the sleeves of Rahmat sir, he said, but Aceng hesitated to ask and could only guess with his thoughts.
Why is there a blood stain on Mr. Grace's clothes yes, do not-jangab have any relationship with him, anyway this is the first time he came here, the inner Aceng in his heart full of questions.
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