The Story Of Goddess Anjani
CHAPTER 12

Danu Arriving home ahead of Isya', he hurriedly put his motorbike into the garage next to his house.

Soon she opened the door of the house and at home it looked so quiet.

She remembered her mother was going to her aunt's house in the next village. He said tonight there's going to be a proposal for Danu-Melody's niece.

It could be that his mother will stay there, tomorrow morning he just came home. At home alone makes Danu feel lonely.

What else if you remember the incident this afternoon, remember the story of Mr. Liwon. Makes Danu feel creepy.

Quickly he went into the room to put his purse and soon he came out again and headed to the bathroom to take a shower and perform the prayers'.

Finished performing his duties as a Muslim, Danu sat in the tv room trying to watch television and he also opened a laptop there.

Doing homework that has been given by the lecturer last afternoon.

Time went a little slow according to Danu, he glanced towards the wall clock, it was already midnight.

By midnight he was hungry, and, at an adult age, he went to the kitchen, to cook instant noodles.

Sayup-sayup he heard the door on tap from the outside, he sharpened his rebirth, what is his hallucination or right the door on the knock?

Tok!!

Tok!!

Tok!!

The louder the knock was heard, without a second thought he rushed to open the door. Must be mom, she's deep in the heart.

Just arriving in the middle room, he was shocked by the sound of a flower vase falling, he said,

Prangs!!

He turned his head and looked towards the source of the voice, so he slowly approached fearing that there was a stranger in the house, apparently there was no one.

The sound of the door coming back on the knock.

Tok!!

Tok!!

Tok!!

He rushed over and was about to open the door, his hand reaching for the doorknob and yet to open it was startled again by the sound of the flaming tv.

Together with the smell of jasmine, the typical fragrant oil mbak Kunti.

He began to shudder, shivering, he trembled, standing in front of the door, to the point that he almost wet the bed on the spot.

In the corner of the room there was a long-haired woman, wearing a pink dress to her back.

Strange, he felt his body felt stiff and could not be moved. His mouth seemed to be locked tightly unable to make a sound.

Standing looking at the woman, the figure turned to look at Danu.

Danu increasingly shudder to see the face of the figure, a face that began to rot and in the habitation of many maggots there.

What should he do, can't run anything else scream.

The figure approached Danu, she could only pray in her heart. Let alone shouting, he was about to close his eyes just felt so heavy.

A cold wind swept over his body, getting increasingly gripping that night.

With the power of prayer in his heart, he could finally make a sound and move.

Allahuahaw!!!

Danu shouted and recited the verse of the chair, slowly the figure disappeared in the darkness and left Danu with his distinctive voice.

Cold sweat poured out all over his body, feeling so weak, he walked to the room to rest.

A truly gripping event. Trying to close your eyes still can't.

Hope the morning comes soon. And mom's coming home soon.

Morning is so beautiful, Malik Seen With the father sitting on the terrace while sipping hot coffee made by Anjani.

There are fried bananas on the plate as well.

Anjani is also busy in the kitchen helping her mother-in-law cook for breakfast.

One month Anjani has lived in the house of in-laws, one roof with in-laws and also in-laws makes Anjani less at home.

But how else, she was there to follow her husband.

Anjani also begins to realize that her mother-in-law does not like her very much.

Whatever you do is always wrong. There's never a point.

There was a sound on the terrace of Malik with the father was talking about something, such as the house that would be built Ustadz Maulana to live in Malik and his wife Anjani.

"Malik, which side do you think you're going to build?" Ask the father to his son.

"I want to make a house close to the rice fields sir, not too noisy," Malik answered the father's question.

"Near the rice field, which is across the street?" Ask the Maulana pal again to make sure.

"Yes sir, Anjani wild can be free if you want to garden, there is wide enough to make a house and also a small garden."

"Yes, tomorrow you will find a handyman and buy building materials."

Anjani went out to the terrace to call her father-in-law and her husband for breakfast.

"Sir, Malik, the breakfast is ready, let's have breakfast first," Anjani asked, and they both stood up and walked towards the dining room.

Sarah and her husband and son were waiting for their father to eat breakfast together.

While eating breakfast they also chatted expressing the intention to build a new house for Malik and Anjani. At first, the mother objected, but she finally agreed.

After eating, Anjani clean the dining table and dirty dishes to wash it. She felt like a maid in the husband's house. Not considered a daughter-in-law, especially her mother-in-law, very good at drama.

He is good when there is Malik or his father, but the real temperament arises if the two people are not there. Even he was once scorned in front of Sarah and Sarah could not defend Anjani because of the strong character of the mother.

Only Mr. Ustadz was able to control his mother-in-law. Anjani just resigned, feeling a ride in the house of in-laws, only patience is in Anjani.

And just heard it will be made a house, like getting a fresh breeze for Ajani. Living one roof with the in-laws is like hell.

After washing the dishes, Anjani walked to her room, intending to negotiate with her husband. Unfortunately, the husband was not in his room.

He tried to get out and look for Malik, apparently he was in the back of the house feeding poultry. Anjani rushed to the husband.

"Mas Malik, I want to say something" Anjani said as she approached her husband.

"What's the problem An?" Ask her husband.

"Mas, let me work again in the clothes shop owned by Ida, yes," Anjani a little clear.

"Why do you want to work there again? Is being home not fun for you?" Ask Malik a little ketus .

"Bu-not so mas," Anjani replied stammered as she lowered her face.

Malik was a little upset, considering Anjani still could not fulfill her obligations as a wife when in the room. Yes, Anjani still do not want to be touched by Malik despite the age of their marriage is one month, Malik tried to be patient because, forced is not Malik style.

"Let me think again, I'll give you an answer tomorrow morning" Malik replied as he left his own wife behind.

Anjani only mused, lamenting the fate he thought so unfortunate. Getting married at a young age is not good.

Ordinary free and play as you please, now on the bridle and everywhere should ask permission first. Even going to the shop for shopping must ask permission. If not to the mother-in-law to her husband.

If the husband says no, he will stay at home. I would never dare to argue with my husband.

What a pity your fate Anjani, the girl who used to be jolly, likes to joke and laugh, now all seems lost from her.

Since marriage, she has rarely smiled at anything else. In front of her husband's family she could only show off a fake smile. Yeah, everything on Anjani is now all fake.

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