Accompany Me to Die
Sundari Confession

Sundari sat on the porch with a smile that continuously expands on her face. There is no more grief because Sukir abandoned his dark lover. Lost already the face of the nelangsa that he showed when getting rough treatment from Sarno who was also Sundari's lover.

The beautiful flower widow even showed her teeth in front of Tegar by puffing her chest full and extra-sized. The twin hills of ranum also satisfy the Joko shaman mas. Sometimes he changes his sitting position to be seen posing like an adult magazine model. This of course made Nayla and Tegar look at each other in wonder.

"Bak Sundari, what's the need to come here?" nayla asked later, he was caught off guard by Sundari's behavior which was exactly like a hot worm.

"I'm here to see Tegar, eh wrong to help me Tegar keep mbok Dar!" he replied in a hoarse voice and was a little spoiled.

Nayla frowned, "Oh there needs to be the same mas Tegar? I guess there's an irritation problem or something." 

"Iritations? Ah mbak doctor is-there aja, I always take care of the health of the body mbak. Especially the intimate part, so it won't itch!" he said while glancing at Tegar.

Nayla endured the laughter of seeing him, while Tegar scratched his head and clucked in annoyance. How not, a normal guy, saw Sundari dressed tight and showed his cleavage alone his male soul churned. Coupled with Sundari pose that is deliberately inviting and shameless. Truly Harder really strengthens the faith so as not to be tempted to touch the body of the widow flowers.

"Who do I need help keeping the symbok? I can do it myself!" Hardly answered with a sniff.

"Lho was Mr. Agus said I told him to come here to help mas Tegar. To this point, he was rejected!" protest with a spoiled tone.

Nayla giggled amusedly, "Oh I can help her mbak, besides she seems tired all night keep the symbol." 

"Naah, it's a tired tegar mas ya. Sundari can be incandescent, so that the muscles are weak all not stiff. Just choose to massage which part, want the good what's really good." 

"Eeh," Nayla Sinta laughed amusedly, she could no longer help it let alone the stern expression of holding in shame but also willing.

He scratched his head back which was not itchy at all. Wrong behavior because stared at Sundari and laughed at Nayla.

 "Cckk, don't look for disease I don't want the same business as Sarno!" grunted annoyed.

"Ooh, bang Sarno I have broken up kok mas Tegar calm, safe!" he said while winking one eye.

Nayla again couldn't help but laugh, her stomach hurt because she kept laughing. "Oh, Sundari made it! I want to go in first. Oh yeah, just think of it as your own house" he said goodbye while blazing a bright red Tegar.

"Where are you going, Nay?" 

"Symbok check, want to make breakfast too."

"Eeh, my doctor is here! I'm a cook pinter. What does Tegar want to make? Special fried rice with eggs? Or special use ...," Sundari's eyes glanced at his two twin hills that teased, but Tegar increasingly wrong behavior.

Nayla giggled with tears, she shook her head and passed to the kitchen followed by Sundari.

"Before a while mas Tegar, I cook this first abis I make delicious deh." blinking naughty while passing.

"Mbuh ah, sak karepmu Sun!" Hardcore grunted irritatedly, he stood up and entered the room accompanying mbok Dar.

Nayla helped Sundari mix the ingredients in the refrigerator. Sundari deftly cook vegetables asem, complete with tempeh and fried tofu. Treaded patches, cucumber vegetables, and also salted fish patched bread. The menu is simple but the aroma is appetizing.

For mbok Dar, Nayla makes porridge and clear fruit vegetables. Nayla smiled looking at Sundari who was working quickly without waiting for orders from her. Sundari also immediately cleaned the dirty pottery after cooking.

"Well, Sundari was very diligent. The cooking is good too." praise Nayla.

Sundari blushed, he looked towards the front room looking for a Rigid figure. "Oh, the doctor can. This is just ordinary cooking. I hope you like it." 

Nayla chuckled at Sundari's crybaby. "Mak Sundari likes it hard?"

The person asked blurted, "Well, I don't like it anymore, I love it!"

"How many boyfriends do you want to be?" ask Nayla amused.

"Hhhm, this is hard. Just this time I like the same doctor. Previous old virgin, citeng, rich widower, last shaman mbak." said honestly without any intention of covering up from Nayla.

"Eeh, how much. I am not yet. Doesn't pity the same Tegar if he got hit by another mbak girlfriend?" 

"So good, as long as I make it all good." 

Sundari's outspoken attitude kept Nayla entertained. At least he can laugh for a moment forgetting the tension that occurred lately. 

"Sir, how old is Sukir?"

"When Sukir died it was very sad. Is he special?" ask Nayla again.

"Waduh how yes mbak, mas Sukir was said to be special also not, ordinary nor. He is the one who cares more about me than anyone else. He not only asked for rations but also made my heart calm. I can tell you what kedia is including the story of all my girlfriends."

"Gosh, isn't he jealous of what?" ask Nayla wonder.

"No mbak, lha wong I'm just a regular story don't tell me they're actually my girlfriends!" grimace.

"Well, you gableg base. This crocodile is her name!" Nayla shook her head.

Sundari was not offended by Nayla's words, he laughed. "It's still possible to mbak, enjoy life."

"Mom, can she?" Sundari. Nayla looked inside, "Don't you know Wak Dadan's third wife? Princess ndoro?"

Sundari's face immediately paled, he looked nervous. Nayla is made suspicious of Sundari's reaction. "Why mbak?"

"Ehm, I'm a doctor. I'm .. um, I know but it's also from the Sukir."

"Can you tell me a story?" Sundari nodded slowly half in fear. His hands squeezed each other uncomfortable marks at Nayla's request.

Sundari also tells of Wak Dadan's third wife who he knew from Sukir. Wak Dadan's third wife apparently often asked Sukir for help to be delivered to the city. Sukir like Kumalasari's right hand man, he became his confidant who was assigned to give some money to his parents. Occasionally Sukir is also assigned to supervise the movements of Kumalasari's lover.

"So she's still in touch with her boyfriend in town?"

Sundari shook his head, "I don't know mbak, Sukir only story lover ndoro princess was serem but also handsome mbak. His job is that the landlords in the city have a lot of contracts, he said."

"Too her rich boyfriend why he ran away yeah, weird." Nayla frowned.

"Hhm, the problem is that the girl's ndoro boyfriend also likes to hit, torture so much. He threatened the parents of the ndoro princess as well, so Sukir was told to ngawasin. Just unfortunately ...," Sundari stopped telling stories.

"Why?"

"His parents were killed in a house fire, as if deliberately done with his girlfriend. Since then ndoro princess became strange."

"How weird?"

"He's addicted to going to the shaman! He also likes .. my man mbak!"

"meaning?" Nayla was getting curious.

"He ... and how do you say that? Um, I like to do weird rituals and witness Sukir."

"Duh, if the story is not half-why the hell! I'm confused, ma'am!" nayla Protest.

"Ndoro princess likes …,"

"Nay, Nay's symbol! Symbok please!" the sound of the sound shocked Nayla and Sundari.

Nayla rushed to the room, and was surprised to see Dar convulsing, her eyes bulging and turning around. His teeth were grinding and hissing in pain.

"Astaghfirullah, mbok .. istighfar mbok!" Sundari tries to calm down mbok Dar.

Mbok Dar does not budge, his body is increasingly convulsed. He looked towards Sundari and Nayla.

"Ojo is my business! Lunga lan aja bali mrene, nek ora gelem die koyo liyane!" (Don't interfere in my business! Go and don't come back, if you don't want to die like everyone else!)

The three looked at each other, mbok Dar again twitched, his eyes looked up before finally drooping limp.

"Mbok, symbock!" Hardcore screaming in fear.

Nayla was astonished, she suspected that there was something big hidden by the people around Wak Dadan. A secret that carries grudges until death picks up.