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"Based on useless wife!"

Plakk.

A hard slap mercilessly landed on the cheek of the Goddess Mother, giving rise to a trace of redness.

"I'm just asking you to get pregnant, but you can't do that either!" snapped Pak Yanto while pulling his wife's hair rough. "It's not like you're a wife."

"Sorry Mama, Pa. The age of an old Mama makes Mama at great risk of not being able to get pregnant again. Even if you can get pregnant after KB, it will take a long time, months. Or maybe it could be years," explained Miss Dewi as she grimaced in pain. His hair was long until it fell out.

Mr. Yanto just kept quiet, he then stopped grabbing the Goddess' hair, leaving a few strands of the woman's black hair in his hands.

Accompanied by the relentless caci maki, Pak Yanto left home. The brain that was possessed by the demon was busy thinking. Where can she get that fetus in the near future?

Mr. Yanto drove the car towards his building shop. In the store he would meet many people, maybe one of them could help him find a fetus.

Arriving at the store, Mr. Yanto immediately sat at the cashier table, replacing Cici who he now told to clean up in his room.

Mr. Yanto deliberately took over the cashier so that he could find information from buyers, who knows now there are pregnant in his village.

He looked at the workers who were busy transporting goods and serving buyers. Just sitting at the checkout, he was bored. Pak Yanto then grabbed Cici's Teka Teki Silang and filled it.

"Three flattened, the capital of South Sumatra? Palembang. Five downhill, island synonyms? Nusa. Ten horizontal, unit of weight? Grams. Thirteen drops, which flow in our bodies? Hemmmm ... five boxes, what is it?" muttered Pak Yanto while biting the tip of the pen.

Tests.

Suddenly a drop of blood soaked the pages of the TTS book.

"yes too. The answer is blood."

With the spirit of Mr. Yanto filled the empty boxes in the TTS. But slowly he began to wonder, where did the blood come from?

Mr. Yanto looked up to find out. He almost had a heart attack when he saw a man standing at his cashier's desk.

"Bi ... Milky?" said Mr. Yanto pale. Sweat as big as corn seeds began to appear in his wide eel. "Ka ... What do you want to go to .... come here?" tanyanya.

Bima did not answer. Fresh blood poured more and more from his hollow cheeks. His right eyeball also protruded outward. Both of Bima's hands were directed forward, ready to strangle the father.

"No, Bimaaaa. No, Son. Yoooooo."

Mr. Yanto shook his hand with his eyes closed. Bima appeared in his dream alone he was almost crazy, especially until he came in real life. If it is constantly terrorized like this, for a long time Mr. Yanto can die standing made.

Mr. Yanto almost toppled from the chair when he felt a loud pat on his shoulder.

"Sir, Mr. Yanto. Father why?"

Mr. Yanto opened his eyes when he heard a familiar voice. And that's not the sound of Bima.

"Sir Deni?" Mr. Yanto immediately stood up and greeted the person in front of him. "Didn't see you for a long time, huh?"

"Yes, I just got home from out of town" the old man replied with glasses. "So I heard Mr. Yanto mention the name Bima. Why Bima?"

"Hemmmm .. why ... Idaho ...." Mr. Yanto started to look wrong. His cunning brain was looking for the right answer.

"Oh, what's the reason why, sir?" ask Mr. Deni astonishment.

"Bu .. not that. I mean, Bima is now continuing her studies abroad."

"Where, Sir?"

"America," replied Mr. Yanto quickly. It was the first country that came to his mind.

"Oh, it is fitting that you mention the name Bima. You must be kangen, huh? I miss my son, but he only went to college in Jogja. Especially like Bima who studied far away in America."

"Yes, sir." Mr. Yanto forced a smile.

If only Mr. Deni knew where Bima was now, he would surely shudder in horror. Because in fact, Bima never went to America, he was being tortured in a place that was like hell.

While the situation outside the store today is very crowded as usual. There are several customer pick up cars parked in a very spacious front yard.

"Are you ready to work again, Gus?" mamat asked when he saw Agus coming to the store with a small towel on his shoulder.

"The sadness of Andi's death will never go away, Bang. But I also have an obligation to make a living for my wife" replied Agus in a sad tone.

"Sorry yes, yesterday could not come to worship. The shop must be there to take care of."

"Yes, Bang. It'sit's okay. I also thank you for the condolences that Brother gave Rudi."

Mamat patted Agus' back slowly. They then headed for another group of pelvic porters who were busy loading the building materials for three pick-up cars.

After completing the task that drained a lot of energy, Agus sat in front of the store, preparing to wait for the next job.

"Drink, Gus." Rudi offered one bottle of cold mineral water.

"Thank you, Rud." Agus wiped the sweat with a small towel that was brought, then gulped down the water given by Rudi.

"Rest first, prepare the energy. Soon the stone truck came," said Imam while sitting next to Agus and Rudi.

"You got supplies, Gus?" ask Rudi.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Let's eat together, yes" said the Imam.

"By the way, Gus. Money from Mr Yanto have you used yet?" whispered Rudi slowly. He then looked at the Imam, waiting for his reaction whether the Imam would forbid Rudi again to talk about Mr. Yanto.

And sure enough, the Imam immediately got up and looked at Rudi sharply.

"Don't talk about the boss. Come on, the truck's coming."

The priest then ran his spirit towards the truck that had just entered the gate. Rudi silently observed the Imam. He began to feel strange, like there was something the Imam kept secret from him. Important things he cannot know.

***

He who is usually good at two-faced by being friendly and kind to others, is now slowly starting to show his true nature. He will be angry for the small mistakes made by the employees, things that were not so difficult.

Naturally, every night in his sleep, the same dream is always repeated, constantly. Plus in real life, not infrequently the face of Bima resembles buyers and workers.

Even once one day when Mr. Yanto was looking to go to the store, suddenly Bima came out of the glass with a knife to stab his father's heart. Mr. Yanto was so traumatized by the incident, because he collapsed and had a fever for three days.

Sometimes he did not think, Ki Joko said the victims of the pesugihan were tortured and used as slaves. But why can Bima still keep coming to haunt him?

Mr. Yanto massaged his head that felt like it was going to explode. Should he ask others for help in finding the fetus?

***

This day Agus worked with a smile. Not a single complaint came out of his lips, although other colleagues were busy nagging because of the many jobs that seemed unfinished.

"Gus, you're taking strong medicine, huh? This hour is still in the spirit" Rudi quipped as they sat down for lunch.

Agus just smiled. In front of him there is rice, orek tempe, and fried fish. The provisions brought by his wife he ate with greed.

"Chat what, anyway?" ask the Imam who came with the rice wrap in hand. He sat down next to Agus.

"This is Agus using strong medicine," said Rudi while laughing.

"Really, Gus?" asked the curious Imam.

Agus just laughed. He thought of a large glass filled with ice water and drank it until half-sustained.

"I'm still grinning," Agus replied with a shy smile. "My wife is pregnant."

"What?" rudi and Imam shouted at the same time.

"What good news, this." Rudi then washed his hands covered with rice, then immediately greeted Agus. "Congratulations, yes."

"Congratulations, Gus." The priest hugged Agus.

"Is there no treaty? Usually if there is good news we eat," joked Rudi.

"I'll have my wife make you some cookies, yeah."

"Eh, no need, Gus. I'm just kidding," Rudi added.

"It's okay. Once in a while," he said with a smile.

They continued to eat their lunch because there was so much work waiting.

Rudi and Imam then feel the spirit of Agus. The three of them were seen working hard without any burden while joking with each other. Until the afternoon came, time to go home to unwind from the work that piled up.

Rudi tidied his cutlery and stuff into the bag. He was ready to go home and saw the Imam being alone with Agus at the gate.

"Woy, wait," cried Rudi as he half ran closer towards them. But it seems that Agus and Imam did not hear it.

"See you later, Gus." The priest patted Agus on the shoulder and then passed away.

"Daddy did not wait," protested Rudi with a breath of frenzy.

Agus just smiled. They then walked home together and separated at the intersection.

***

At night during heavy rain, a man ran fast. He even recklessly broke through the wind and the swift rain that hit his body.

His breathing was breathless, as rhythmically as his heart that was beating many times as much as usual. It is undeniable, he is scared. But whatever happens, he will continue to do what he has planned.

Lightning struck, lightning flashing in the dark sky, not enough to make him stop. Until finally a large tall figure began to confront him on the deserted streets.

His terrifying eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart. In his hand was a large, jagged cane that could tear down the house.

Without any mercy, he struck the man with a stick, making him bounce off a large tree on the side of the road.

The young man felt his body instantly crumble dimly, limp helplessly. Unfortunately, the creepy creature was not satisfied. It struck the tree trunk with greater force, making it collapse.

The shady tree quickly fell on the body of the man below. Striking right in the abdomen, making him immediately exhale the last breath with bulging eyes and a long tongue.

The creature laughed satisfied with its work, then disappeared quickly in the darkness of the night. Leaving the man lying alone, lifeless.

***

"Hahhaha. How dare you ruin my plan."

Mr. Yanto burst into laughter in the living room as the creepy creature reported that his task was done.

Before long, there were footsteps of people coming. One of Pak Yanto's employees at the store, standing in the doorway of his house. He entered the haunted house without fear.

"Did Mr Yanto kill him?"

"Yes. It was a lesson so that no one else would interfere and foil my plan," replied Mr. Yanto loudly while shaking his waist.

"If he's dead, good, because he's heard our conversation. I could no longer hold back, when I knew he secretly wanted to tell Agus, that it was Pak Yanto who had overthrown Andi. Fortunately, I moved quickly. So I don't have to bother killing him," said Rudi with a cynical face.

He then laughs with Mr. Yanto, celebrating their success in eliminating the Imam, because the man intends to stop their rotten plans to subvert the son of Agus.

Seriate

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