The Body of My Son
"AMARAH WIFE "
WHERE'S MY SON'S BODY ??
The Part 14
Sulis had just dressed his son, Dinda, after his son had taken a bath, when his phone rang. He immediately grabbed his phone while holding the child.
"Hello, Assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikumsalam, Mrs Sulis. This is Mr. Eko. What do you want to get to, right?" ask Mr. Eko from across the phone.
"Hm, actually this thing is very strange. It's a mystical thing."
Sulis paused his sentence. Waiting for the reaction of his son's teacher.
"Mystical thing? What do you mean, Mom?"
"Do you believe in santet and jin qorin?"
The mood was silent for a moment. "Honestly, I am a person who always uses logic in everything. But I also believe that such astral beings exist, even though I have never seen them directly."
The mood was silent for a moment. Sulis and Mr. Eko are busy with their own thoughts.
"Sir, I want to tell you the truth. I don't know who to say it to. I bore him alone and my chest felt as tight as I wanted to tell my father, as the only person I trusted."
"Well, Mrs Sulis, I'm willing to listen to Mom's story. Please tell me in outline."
"Alright, I hope Mr. Eko believes in everything I say. I also hope for a solution to this problem."
Sulis sighed for a moment before starting to tell a story.
"Actually after Damar disappeared, the figure of my son always showed itself to me."
Sulis then told him all the things that happened to him related to the emergence of the figure of Damar to the diary book he read this morning.
Silent mood. Mr. Eko seriously listened to the story from Sulis.
"Last dawn, I saw a banaspati flying into my house. Do you know what Banaspati is?"
"Hottled? It can't be!"
"Really, Sir. I could have sworn to Allah that the ball was flying in my room."
"What happened after that?"
"The figure of Damar appeared in front of me and drove the ball until the ball was gone Do you believe in qorin?"
"Well, I believe. For in the Qur'an there is mention of the Qorin in the letter of the Qaf."
"Yes Sir. So according to the figure who came to me is the genie Qorin Damar and he wanted to convey something to me related to the disappearance of him," said Sulis. "Then about that ball of witchcraft do you know what happened next?"
"No. I can't guess where the ball went after it disappeared from Mrs Sulis' room."
"I also don't know where the pigeon went. I just heard my neighbor screaming and I went straight to his house. And ... I know my neighbor apparently had a very terrible experience."
"What a terrible thing? What does Miss Sulis mean?"
"Suddenly, all the skin on my neighbor's body experienced a kind of purulent, bloody exfoliation" Sulis said.
"Ah, so ...."
"Maybe what I think is the same as what you think. So what should I do?"
"Hm, I honestly still feel disbelief in hearing the story of Mrs Sulis. I can't give you a solution. But I'll offer you a possible way out that can be chosen."
"Alright, whatever the way out that you offer I will take as long as it is not to the shaman, as recommended by mbok Darmi."
"So the neighbor's mother encouraged the mother to go to the shaman?"
"Yes. But it turned out that it was my own neighbor who like him opened shamanic practices. I was confused and barely trusted anyone anymore."
"alright. Then later in the afternoon after Ashar, please Miss Sulis to my sister's house. His name is Mas Amir. An ustadz who used to deal with jinn, supernatural and ruqyah. The address and phone number will be sent after this," said Mr. Eko.
"Well, Alhamdulillah. There is a way out of my problem. At first I was really confused about what I should do, now it is relieved to get enlightenment from Mr. Eko."
"Yes, glad to be able to help Ms. Sulis. Then, my phone is closed first. I have other needs."
"Wait, Sir!"
"Is there anything left that Mrs Sulis hasn't told you?"
Sulis seemed to open his mouth. But for a moment he hesitated.
"Eeee, actually I had a dream of meeting Damar after he disappeared."
"the dream? Dream about what?"
Sulis also told his dream to Mr. Eko about a dog demon that had appeared in his dream.
"Alright, Mom. Please all told to my brother later without exception. I hope my brother can help."
**
"Aargh!!"
Everyone who was in Mbok Darmi's room exclaimed in shock when they saw Darmi's body slide to the floor. Luckily the male nurse immediately ran towards Mbok Darmi and caught his head in time. But because the nurse's leg was not firmly on the floor of the hospital room, they both fell down together.
Brakk!!
Mbok Darmi immediately closed his eyes after falling with the nurse.
Meanwhile, the nurse who saw the incident in the room mbok Darmi immediately called the guard doctor to ask for help.
Mbok Darmi and Slamet were immediately evacuated to different places. Mbok Darmi was moved into the room again with Surti. Meanwhile, Slamet was rushed to the operating room for a broken bone. The hospital asked Surti to contact Slamet's wife to come to the hospital for administrative purposes.
Surti was unceasingly crying seeing the condition of his mother who was still fainting. And strangely his mother was declared alive even though Surti had seen with his own eyes that when possessed, his mother's head was twisted 180 degrees. Something beyond common sense.
**
Surti was waiting for his mother alone in the hospital room when the door was knocked from outside.
The girl immediately got up from the patient's waiting chair and walked towards the door.
Aplaakkk!!!!
Aplaakkk!!!
Surti was very surprised after the door opened, because it was not a greeting or greeting sentence that was heard but two slaps on his face.
"Basic ******! You are a shameless woman. I've guessed, ever since Mas Slamet met you and your weird mother, Mas Slamet turned weird!" shouted the woman outside the door of Surti's room with a ruffled waist.
She was beautiful, about the same age as Slamet. The makeup is thin but looks beautiful natural and glowing. The body is crazy and singset. No one would have thought if the woman was thirty-five years old because she was still Surti's age.
Surti looked at Slamet's wife with hurt feelings. He who ma ti-ma tian rejected Slamet's appeal to not want to be a actor, now instead humiliated by Slamet's legitimate wife.
"Bu Desi, I misunderstood. I'm not ...,"
"Aawww!"
Surti screams in shock as Desi, Slamet's wife grabs her hair.
"Heh, cheesy! You don't ya ngeles?! I know what's in your brain is the same as the other women who are approaching Slamet. You want to get rid of me because I can't have children, right? Weepy! Don't dream of you! Basic *****!"
"Take care of your words, Miss Desi!"
Surti is finally unable to hold back his patience as he is already underestimated and looked down upon by Slamet's wife. Immediately clawed his hands Desi with a tight, until Surti's hair detached from the hand of Desi.
"Aawww! You are insolent! How dare you scratch me?! Goddamnit! You think you're great? You're in our family!" desi's screams are full of revenge. His hands floated about to hit Surti again. But deftly, Surti caught Desi's hand and twisted it behind the fashionable woman's back.
"Aw, you're rude! How dare a filthy, poor woman like you hold my hand! Let go, or I'll report you to the police!" menacam Desi.
"Report it! And I will make you and Slamet fall poor!"
"Huh? How-to? You must be just bluffing me, right? You and that disgusting woman must have conspired to harm my husband after you failed to tempt my husband!"
Surti snorted at Desi's words.
"God! Before you speak, think first use the brain, don't just plash!" surti ketus.
He then pushed Desi's body towards the sofa inside Mbok Darmi's inpatient room and locked her door.
Desi glared as she saw Surti approaching towards her.
"You want what you? Don't fuck with me! I can put you in jail for life!"
Surti fell silent, he only put his hands together in front of his chest.
Desi circulated her gaze throughout Mbok Darmi's inpatient room.
"Looky! Surely all these facilities are the result of gnawing at my husband's treasure! I'm not really sincere, if your weird mother and now that sick person are enjoying my husband's sweat!" exclaim Desi beaver. "I've been suspicious since the beginning, when you and your mother were attached to my husband since he became the village chief!"
"God! Listen to me carefully, dear Desi mother. I'll say this one time. Because it pairs your ears well," Surti said. He who was originally naive and timid turned into a bar-bar due to stress with the events that happened lately today. So that when Desi came and hit him, Surtipun's emotions exploded.
"You are ...!"
"God! Just close that lamb! I will say this despite breaking my promise to my foster mother.
My adoptive mother deserves money from your husband because your husband is his son! Mbok Darmi's son. More precisely a child born outside the legal marriage bond!"
Desi's eyes bought and was very surprised to hear the words of Surti.
"What?! You must be lying because I don't want to beat you up, right?" ask Desi.
Surti laughing. "Haha! I'm not lying! If you don't believe it, just ask your husband when he is conscious. And you know who the real father of your husband is aka the husband of my adoptive mother?" tanya Surti stared intently at the silent Desi.
"The biological father of your husband is Mbah Suryo, a shaman from the village next door who lives alone in the forest! Just so you know, the woman you hate and Mbah Suryo has helped your husband to gain wealth by worshipping the dog-headed male Jin. Of course with the tumbassal. And do you know what the tumble is? The eyes of a boy once every half a year!"
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