TUMBAL PREGNANT WOMAN
The Death of Sonia and Her Baby

Ms. Marsini cried bitterly when she found out that Sonia had died after the baby she was born with died. Even babies born to Sonia are not babies in general. But only a lump of rotten meat. It makes mrs Marsini to think that Sonia has become a victim or a collision.

Now mam Marsini wants to come to Pak Djarot to make sure that his daughter, Sonia, is indeed a victim.

Geck. Geck. Geck.

"Sir Djarot! Open door! Open Djarot sir! I'm Marsini!" marsini shouted while knocking on the front door of Djarot's wooden house. Mr. Djarot opened the door of his house while frowning his forehead.

"Mr Marsini! What's up, ma'am? Let's go in first!" said Mr. Djarot while allowing Miss Marsini into his house. Ms. Marsini immediately entered Mr. Djarot's house and sat in a wooden chair before she was welcome to sit there. Marsini's mother's gaze was full of anger at Mr. Djarot because his only daughter had died because it had become a collision.

"Sir Djarot! I'm really very angry. Why did Djarot kill my only son? Mr. Djarot made my son a victim. Why sir? Why should my child? Wasn't that time already a pregnant woman who came here alone to exchange her fetus for money? Why is there still another crash, and it's my daughter, Mr. Djarot!" mrs Marsini said in a voice that shook with anger. Mr. Djarot narrowed his eyeballs. Of course Mr. Djarot is confused, who is meant by Mrs Marsini.

"Mother son of Marsini? Which one is ma'am?" sahut pak Djarot.

"My daughter Sonia is dead, Djarot sir. The condition of his body was rotting and the baby he was born with was like a lump of meat. Truly my daughter and granddaughter have made a victim of the collision of construction of the bridge project of the company Pak Warsito," said Ms. Marsini.

Mr. Djarot frowned. Then Mr. Djarot began to remember a few months ago had come a couple of lovers to his house with the aim to abort his womb. But because there is a fetal exchange ritual with money, Mr. Djarot offers it.

"Sorry, Miss Marsini! I think he's nothing to Marsini's mom. Besides all this time I also never knew that Miss Marsini had a girl who grew up" said Mr. Djarot. Mrs Marsini stared intently at Mr. Djarot.

"So the arrival of the girl saved me from the task that had been assigned to me. Where pregnant women who came before it could not be perfect if the collision of the construction of the bridge project. Because the woman was married. So women who are pregnant out of wedlock are the most perfect to be used as a collision," explained Djarot at length.

"Why Mr Djarot? Why is this like a dinner weapon, sir. Where is my own child who was the victim? My son was so happy when he got a lot of money, Hiks," said Marsini.

"It's all happened, Miss Marsini. I can't help anymore. The spirit of the princess of Marsini and grandchildren has become the occupants of the bridge" said Mr. Djarot.

"Yes God! Why is my daughter's fate so unfortunate, Mr. Djarot. Even his death was not perfect" said Marsini. Mr. Djarot closed his eyes like he was communicating with the spirit of Sonia.

"Mr Marsini! Princess Marsini said, mrs Marsini should not be sad to think about it. It's all been happening. Iklhas' mother's daughter received everything" Mr. Djarot said.

Marsini's mother cried bitterly with regret because her only daughter died from being a victim. And that means his spirit is still wandering in the location where the construction of the bridge project has been established.