TUMBAL PREGNANT WOMAN
Mr. Warsito to Mr. Diky's House

That night, Mr. Warsito came to the house of Mr. Diky. The number of reports from workers in the field and contractors, in weeks forced Mr. Warsito to face Mr. Diky. Mr. Usman who is believed to clean the project site from spirits who still like to disturb, in fact has not shown the results. In the location of the project to be built a multi-storey building as an international standard lodging place, there are still some problems. Just like the workers who always see strange things there and get other problems.

Back Mr. Warsito tried to talk to Mr. Diky. Contractors and field workers face problems at the project site. From strange sound disturbances to the ground that was about to be dug suddenly hardened. Heavy equipment used suddenly can not be turned on the engine. And many more. Plus Mr. Usman who is trusted to solve supernatural problems at the project site is considered not as powerful as Mr. Djarot.

Mr. Warsito rang the bell in the house. Not long after a woman with a bulging stomach opened the main door of the house. Mr. Warsito looked at the woman as he frowned. His gaze toward the woman's protruding belly.

"Please come in, sir! Nyari mas Diky yah?" ask the pregnant woman.

He is none other than Olive. After the death of his wife Monalisa Diky, Olive invited to the main house of the residence of the lord Diky. Mr. Warsito frowned. She does not know Olive who is now the wife of her boss. That's because the marriage made by Mr. Diky to Olive is only limited to self-marriage, where not everyone knows it except for Mr. Diky's close friend, Tomi, who doubles as his personal doctor.

Mr. Warsito sat in the living room. Meanwhile, Olive went into the main room of the mansion and luxury, where inside there was her husband, Mr. Diky.

"Who's the guest coming home, baby?" ask Mr. Diky. Olive sat down near her husband who was sitting in a work chair while struggling in front of her laptop.

"That's a half-old, half-ugly man, but his appearance is pretty neat. Continuously large, sapodilla skin rotten, hair a little kinky," explained Olive. Mr. Diky chuckled at Olive's reply.

"Oh, he's Mr. Warsito, baby! Can't do that ah! My son's kayaking Mr Warsito how?" sahut mr. Diky.

"Ih amit-amit baby!" sahut Olive while rubbing her distended stomach. Mr. Diky got up from his seat and started to look down and kiss Olive's distended stomach. Olive smiled broadly as she rubbed the top of her husband's head.

"Dad, meet your guests first outside well son. Sister here alone the same mother in the room," said Mr. Diky while rubbing the distended stomach in which there is a baby offspring.

"Good, dad!" sahut Olive with a voice that mimicked like a child's voice.

Mr. Diky has now switched to kissing Olive's forehead. After that, out of the room, Olive left herself in the room. Olive looked at her husband's back until she was blocked by the door of the room that was closed by Mr. Diky.

"Thank you, God! You have opened the door of Diky's heart. Dicky has accepted my pregnancy. Plus I've married even though we're still religiously married now" Olive murmured as she rubbed her growing belly.

"What's wrong, Warsito?" asked Mr. Diky after sitting on the sofa chair in front of Mr. Warsito. Mr. Warsito began to take a deep breath before he began to convey his goal of coming to his boss' house.

"Look at Mr. Diky! There were some complaints from the contractors as well as the workers on the project. Where at the project site they often get interference from the spirits of the residents of the project site. Mr. Diky clearly knows that the workers want to get this job done immediately to the point where it is sluggish" said Mr. Warsito.

Mr. Diky scrunched his forehead hearing the explanation from the person he trusted in his construction company.

"Then?" sahut mr. Diky.

"This cannot be allowed, sir! Real Mr. Usman who is believed to clean the project site from the disturbance of curious spirits under the hill that is used as the location of the hotel and resist, did not produce results. I think, we should re-use the services of Mr. Djarot as a magic paranormal and mandraguna" explained Mr. Warsito. Mr. Diky squinted his eyeballs. He did not like his confidant who tried to persuade himself to use the services of Mr. Djarot.

"No, mr Warsito! I will no longer use Mr. Djarot's services in the affairs of our construction project. I don't want to be involved in taking someone's life as a collision anymore. This is not justified" said Mr. Diky with confidence and determination. Mr. Warsito in his heart feels irritated. He's still siding with Mr. Djarot. Not Mr. Usman.

"But sir!" sahut pak Warsito.

"Sorry, Mr Warsito! I was determined in myself not to repeat things that were not justified in my religious beliefs and beliefs. It's a big sin. When we follow the will of the devil" said Mr. Diky.

Mr. Warsito is tight-lipped. He could no longer force himself on his boss. Mr. Warsito is out of words again. His arrival to his boss' house was indeed to influence Mr. Diky to use the services of paranormal Mr. Djarot. But like his master Diky can no longer be influenced. While the situation at the location of the project is indeed full of supernatural things. With a giant step, Mr. Warsito resigned from his boss' house.

"That sucks, Mr. Diky," said Mr. Warsito in heart.

"But I saw a young woman who was pregnant. Is she the boss's wife now? But why don't I know Dad? I will confirm this by asking the security guard. Is it true that the pregnant woman was the wife of the present Lord Diky?" muttered Mr. Warsito who stepped out towards the security guard post at his boss' house before he actually left the house.

After Mr. Warsito asked his boss' housekeeper, he left the house and returned home.