
Amelia feels a strange chill after the return of Tia and Alif.
It was like a black shadow was following where Amel was going. In fact, his nape feels semriwing and his fur constantly goosebumps.
One more thing that made Amelia feel that something was wrong. Tasya's four-year-old son Dea cries every time she sees Amelia's face. His suspicion grew about the existence of a mystical aura that enveloped his body and rented house.
But Amelia did not dare to suudzon and tell others. Just harbored by yourself.
Until something happens...
A large tall black shadow was standing right in front of the bathroom door when he was about to pray Isya.
"Astaghfirullah.., astaghfirullahal'adziiim!" he closed his eyes, terrified.
His body shook, his heart pounded. Amel's lips try to continue reading the divine Word even though there are verses that are reread twice. So shocked and afraid to see the figure of an astral creature that he had never seen before.
Even Amel's feet trembled he could not move. Similarly, his face was deathly pale with his lips tightly clenched not knowing what to do.
Amelia opened her eyes slowly.
The figure of the big tall black shadow had now disappeared. But it did not immediately make Amelia relieved. It is only the more locked up the fear that is deepening.
Tok tok tok tok
Tok tok tok tok
"Assalamualaikum! Assalamualaikum! Bag, Tasya! Tasya I'm going straight in, right?"
Amelia who felt increasingly frightened finally went to hurry to Tasya's rented house.
Diki and Lukman have gone home from work. They were sitting in the living room enjoying dinner.
"Dik, sorry! Tasya where?" ask Amelia slowly.
"Mortie Dea, Ma'am! Login here. Eat with us!"
"thank you. Me, I can come sit here first huh?"
It was like seeing Amelia in a state of fear.
"Mother Amel? Wh why? That pale koq? What,...did Bang Soleh come and make another frenzy?"
Amelia immediately shook her head.
"Keep why?"
"By, mmm... Diki. Have you ever seen anything scary?"
"Mmmh, what's Ma'am? The devil? You see the devil?"
Diki widened his eyes. Dea cried loudly from inside the room. Making him, Amel and Lukman immediately jumped in shock.
"There's a mystical aura all around us!"
"God! Don't talk, Man! It's Friday night. Don't mention the thing that makes my hair goosebumps!" Diki immediately reprimanded Lukman who actually looks relaxed.
Tasya carried Dea's body out of the room.
"Bang, Tasya has a fever!"
Immediately Amel felt bad for disturbing the tranquility of this happy little family with its alternating problems.
"Hot tea, Bag? Quickly take medication to the clinic. Here, hold. This is enough for treatment!" Amelia took Tasya's hand and gave him a hundred thousand rupiah note to treat Dea.
"Mom!"
"Take it. Go, Brother! Take Dea to Sutadi's doctor's clinic at the crossroads there!"
"Thank you, Ma'am! Later if my salary has been changed huh Ma'am?" timpal Diki who immediately took the keys of his motor matic and rushed out led the motor parked on the terrace of the rented house.
"Don't think about money. The important thing is to take Dea for treatment!"
"Thank you, Ma'am!"
"Yes. Moga Dea heals fast huh!?"
Amelia and Lukman drove Tasya who carried Dea until he sat in the back seat of Diki's bike.
"Gue stay first, Man!" seloroh Diki on Lukman.
"Yes. Don't worry!"
Now Amelia and Lukman live alone in the rented yard neatly lined up.
"Get in again, Miss Amel!" take Lukman politely.
"No, thank you. Let's just wait outside, shall we? Not good with neighbors. Tasya Diki is also not home. We'd better sit on the porch!"
Today He heard bad gossip blowing out there. Precisely in the big shop of Bu Saodah which is at the end of the road.
It was not gossip that cornered him. But the story is enough to make Amelia's earlobes heat up too. Because this concerns him and his ex-husband who was forcibly picked up by his parents and his new wife's family.
His name lives in densely populated housing, gossip is growing rapidly into a trending topic even viral throughout the settlement of Amelia's rented house.
"Great indeed Soleh! Secretly married again even parents with new in-laws until coming to pick up and provide support for the first wife mentality. Ck ck! The edun era!? Hehe..."
"Eh, the one who brought the car was his father-in-law! Parking the car in front of it. Even had time to buy cigarettes with Kratingdaeng two bottles in this shop you know!"
Saodah's mother was most pleased with the latest news that was warm even until she fried again to enliven her food stalls so that the more selling sweet who buy alternately.
That's why Amelia deliberately kept her distance from Lukman. Fear of more fatal rumors later. Because there was also a long chatter of mothers who are not working when shopping for hours at the Bu Saodah stall mentioned Lukman's name as a man who helped evacuate the move of Solehudin from a rented house with Amel tempo day.
Amelia is eager to enter the house and continue her delayed prayer service.
His little heart was deliberately strengthened by muttering and talking to himself that the devil would fear the holy verse of the Quran. Himself the intention of obligatory prayer. Satan must have run away. So finally his unanimous conviction.
"Bang, sorry... I stay first huh? It's been night too. Worried to be gossiping people later if we look alone even though the intention is to wait for Tasya and Diki to come home from the clinic."
"Yes, Mother. Enter aja. The air outside is cold. Let me wait for Diki Tasya to come home."
"Thank you."
Amelia came in with her head full of questions.
It seems Lukman also heard the slanted gossip about Soleh Amelia carrying his name and so the young man who was two years younger than Amelia also acted more carefully.
Not as I knew at the beginning. Lukman is now seen away from Amelia. I don't know. Maybe feel that Amelia is a sad woman and brings misfortune as the Soleh family accuses her of. Amelia is not so dizzy now.
He had just held a prayer mat and put his face on the carpet before taking ablution.
Suddenly it was like a little boy was darting past him. Girls who only wear Pampers. So was Amelia's vision.
"Astaghfirullahal!!!"
Amelia squealed in shock.
His chest was pounding. His breath returned.
"Astaghfirullah astaghfirullah..."
His eyes were fully rounded and focused on circulating his gaze. Didn't see the little girl with the shoulder curl that just sped fast.
"Astaghfirullah...! Asterghfirullah..."
Amelia was so scared that she walked out of her rented house.
Lukman, who was still sitting on the terrace of Tasya's rented house, was surprised to see Amel half-running towards him. His face was pale and his chest was going up and down.
"What's up, Ma'am?" ask Lukman.
"Sorry.., I'm sorry. Me, I mmm.. briefly I ask for help Ms. Yuni only!"
Lukman was only stunned to see Amelia's nervous face and now turned to the other side of the house.
Tok tok tok tok
"Assalamualaikum! Yuni Ma'am! Ma'am..."
Before long the door of the house opened and Yuni's husband smilingly welcomed Amelia's arrival.
"Yuni happens to be shift three, Mel! What was? Need help? Shall I help?"
Amelia realized that asking Reyhan for help would make her position much more threatened.
Resident of the surrounding rented house is on average a married couple who work. Only one or two people whose wives are pure housewives like him. In the ranks of his rented house only he and Tasya who have IRT status stay at home. Others are women and there is even one work with the husband.
"Sorry, Mr. Reyhan. I think there's some Yuni at home! Sorry to interrupt!"
Amelia backed away and returned home.
Lukman, who had only noticed Amelia, now began to feel that something was wrong with the widow.
He headed straight towards Amelia who was like a panic herself.
"Mbak why?"
"Lukmanko...! A_there are beings me_..."
Amelia did not tell Lukman the truth. Now he is silent and does not continue speaking. Just sit on the porch of the rented house of Diki and hope that the couple will return home from the clinic soon.
Lukman couldn't force Amelia to tell the story. Although the curiosity was so great in his heart and head, Lukman was quite happy to be sitting alone with Amel on the porch of the house.
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