I Go Home Mas...
13. Desus

Yanto who was waiting to go home at his mother's house until noon also never seen the trunk of his nose.

Mother who had just put her baby to sleep again looked out of the room looking for Mbak Ukha who was ironing in the TV room while the carpet title, while nearby Tita fell asleep also with a slumber.

Tita slept with a picture book beside her, a picture book in which she drew a tomb and women standing near the tomb.

Mom sighed, as her eyes met with both of Mommy ukha's eyes.

"That's Mama, she said why should there be death?"

Mbak Ukha said while Mother finally sat next to Mbak Ukha who remained ironing.

"Yanto has not come home, how many days have not eaten, if he will get sick how the fate of these two children."

Lirih Mommy sad,

"So Lukman sent Ms."

Says Mbak Ukha.

"What's? What say?"

Ask Mom anyway.

Mak Ukha momentarily turned to Tita who was fast asleep nearby, did not want to disturb the sleep of his Nephew, and also because he did not want later Tita could be uncomfortable if he heard the story Lukman, and also because he did not want Tita, so Madam Ukha finally prefers to grab her cellphone and give it to her mother in order to read for herself about what Lukman said to her.

Mother took the phone from the hands of Madam Ukha, for then she read, and then read,

The residents around Mas Yanto's house were excited this morning.

They flush the water of prayer and sow prayer.

Last night, the neighbor's son behind Mas Yanto's house said he saw a sighting.

The appearance of women is similar to Mirna.

They were noisy because there was no recitation, they were worried that there would be continued sightings.

They are immediately disturbed by the myth of pregnant women or after giving birth die will become kuntilanak.

"Oh my God, how come."

I'm sorry after reading the messages Lukman sent.

Ma'am Ukha nodded,

"Had Ukha said, don't buy a house around there, from the first person was famous for being a bit less empathetic to others."

Says Mbak Ukha.

Mother stroked her chest, the pain felt, her daughter-in-law who had just died was said to be a kuntilanak.

Though clearly in religion it is said that women who die after giving birth is martyrdom.

Even in the middle of society comes such beliefs.

Mom was so sad.

Even though he felt last night there was something strange, but I really don't want to think that Mirna's daughter-in-law became a ghost.

"Mom better also eat first, do not be too tired, tomorrow we just accept the offer of Bibik to take turns taking care of Dede baby, in fact taking care of children is not as easy as imagined is not Mom?"

Mother nodded in agreement.

"Mom's age is no longer young, that's why taking care of one baby just feels so tired."

Said Mother.

Mbak Ukha nodded in understanding.

It really is.

Let alone for the elderly Mother, for many young couples also take care of children is a very heavy thing.

"What did you cook?"

Ask Mom.

"Clear juicy and fried fish, tofu, sambal."

Answer Ms. Ukha.

"Lookings later that night your aunt made what she said?"

Ask Mom.

"Fried banana and fried tofu like it was a story, the same thing..."

Mbak Ukha is like trying to remember while removing the iron cable.

"German?"

Ask Mom while standing from her seat,

Sister Ukha shook her head, then...

"Oh, boiled beans, yes it was said to make boiled beans, it's Mirna like, he said."

Mbak Ukha.

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