SWAMP VILLAGE MAGGOTS
Revenge of the ghost
Then the residents put Harto on a long bench in the living room, Ani quickly cleaned the wound on Harto's head and treated it.
"What happened to Kang?". Tanya Bu Ani looked at everyone who was in her living room.
"We don't know why Harto could be injured like that, because we found him in the culvert with a condition that had been injured in the head". Obviously Mr. Eko with his frown.
Because it was still night, Ani could not bring her sister to the Puskesmas in the village, seen the look on the face of Ani who was very worried about her sister.
"Somehow Yu did not call the mantri in the next village, who knows he can come here to treat Harto". Cetus sir Dahlan calmed Ani's mother.
Then everyone went to stay Ani's mother who was lamenting the condition of her sister who was not aware, then pam Slamet walked by touching every part of the wall in her house, his eyes were blind and he could not see at all.
Gubraakk...
Mr. Slamet tripped over the table beside him, his body fell to the floor making the talisman necklace he was wearing slammed somewhere.
While Ani's mother who heard a noise from the direction of her room immediately ran there.
"You know why you can fall like this to kang, I told you if you want to get out of the room yell, call me don't walk alone". Ani helped her husband stand up.
"How am I going to call you, when I walk out hearing your cry, why are you crying in the middle of the night?". Ask Mr. Slamet who helped walk by his wife.
"Harto kang he's hurting hu hu hu". Ani's mother replied sobbing looking at her unconscious sister.
"Then how's the current state of the deck". Said Mr. Slamet who was standing without being able to see anything.
"She's still unconscious, I don't know what's going to happen to her, I know all this because it's the ghost of the leech's woman". It was clearly Bu Ani with a high tone of voice.
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After waiting for several hours, Dahlan brought back the mantri to treat the wound in Harto's head, after which Mr. Mantri gave him some medicine to reduce the pain Harto felt.
Then Mr. Dahlan escorted the mantri back to his house, while Harto who had regained consciousness from his fainting told his mbakyu if he had been chased by kuntilanak similar to Jamilah bu until finally he was mired in a culvert covered by bush.
Hearing the story Harto bu Ani seemed worried about the safety of his younger brother.
"But what about you Yu?". Harto asked who was worried about his safety.
"You don't have to worry about me because Mbah Sapto has given me a talisman, how the wound on your head is you still feeling pain". Cetus bu Ani with her frown
"My head still hurts a little bit, but it looks like you're right I have to go back to my village immediately". Harto tried to get up from his seat but he still felt pain around the back of his head.
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It was morning some residents heard the incident about Harto who was found injured in the culvert, all residents associate him with supernatural things.
Even the news had reached the ears of Mbah Karto, the elder in the maggot swamp village.
Why would my hunch say if Harto hurt her there is a connection with the magical thing that is in her house Ani, Karto's inner mbah in her heart.
After that Mbah Karto decided to see Harto's condition, he walked through the fields of their residents to talk if it had been two days that they heard the giggling sound of women in the middle of the night.
They said that the sound of laughter was similar to the sound of laughing kuntilanak, while Mbah Karto who heard the story of the residents questioned them.
"Did you see the kuntilanak yourself?". Tanya Mbah Karto looked at the two citizens who were standing in his field.
"We only heard it so we don't know what it is, after all, where we might dare to see the kuntilanak". Answer one of them.
Then Mbah Karto continued his journey towards the house of Bu Ani, he thought hard about the various magical things that exist in his village.
Don't kuntilanak it's no relation to all my suspicions so far on Ani, Karto's inner mbah in his heart.
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...Seriate....