I Go Home Mas...
24. Must How?

Mbak Ukha seemed to wait anxiously, because this time Nyi Parijem did not also come out of the room where he said there was Ki Wulung.

Nyi Parijem's granddaughter came from the back of the house carrying a tray containing one glass of hot steaming tea, and also one plate of boiled yam.

The girl placed the treat in front of Madam Ukha who forced a smile, as her heart was currently completely unsettled.

"How long is it, Mommy?"

Ask Mbak Ukha not strong restraint not to ask.

Nyi Parijem's granddaughter who is now sitting down with Lesehan accompanying Mbak Ukha smiled at a glance, then he looked at the door of the room that was actually open a little.

"It's okay, ma'am, the altar seems to be being given a message by Ki Wulung."

Said the girl's grandson Nyi Parijem.

"Ki Wulung, her husband?"

Ask Mbak Ukha again, he really kepo because it feels like he had heard that Nyi Parijem's husband had long died even since long ago when Mbak Ukha was a child.

Girl grandson Nyi Parijem shook her head, but did not answer anything to make Mbak Ukha even more curious.

Not her husband, but in the room of Nyi Parijem's house.

Who the fuck?

Is he some kind of creature...

Not to mention Madam Ukha thinking further, suddenly there was a creaking sound of the sound of the front room wooden door, which was where Nyi Parijem then came out from there.

He is seen carrying pieces of shroud that look there are arabic and hanacaraka writing.

Nyi Parijem who walked limping then sat back in his chair, and stretched out a shroud containing Arabic script and red hanacaraka on Mbak Ukha.

Looks like Madam Ukha accepted it.

"This is later folded wrapped in plastic, hung in front of the main door of the house. Just to protect the house so that it can't get in."

Nyi Parijem.

"So not to eliminate Nyi?"

Ask Mommy Ukha,

"Why should we eliminate it? He's not evil, he's just trying to solve the problem."

Nyi Parijem.

"But if he's sighting everywhere, he's making our family ashamed of Nyi, our family is also disturbed if it ends up being a resident's gossip."

Nyi Parijem stared intently at Mbak Ukha,

"So he was told to come in by Ki Wulung, asked him all sorts of why he came home and the apparition, he just wanted you to know if he was still around you, he said, looks like someone's been trying to get rid of him a long time ago, I won't say anything, because that's his business."

"meaning? Get rid of him how?"

Sister Ukha is confused,.

"That's the thing, I don't want to interfere, you came here just want not to be disturbed while at home, right? That's enough I give you as a guard."

Nyi Parijem.

Mbak Ukha stared at the arab writing and the neat hanacaraka.

Sister Ukha frowned, she did not expect that Nyi Parijem is good at writing.

"Later on Tuesday kliwon, you ask people to take the coconut ijo. Take it from the tree and bring it down, do not touch the ground. If you have, take it to my place, then I will complete my guard, after that you can put the coconut in his grave."

"Tuesday Kliwon? It's still half a month away."

Gumam Mbak Ukha's.

Nyi Parijem nodded his head.

"Yes, let's suppose you all give the Kunti a chance to solve his problem, before sending him back to his realm and making him calm."

Mbak Ukha feels imagined having to wait until Tuesday kliwon later not anything is not able to.

Ah...

She wanted to go home, but the house was not finished and her husband was still out of town.

Meanwhile, the children are also not home because the cottage is still full of learning schedules.

"Why should I be afraid? If you've never been mean to him, there's no need to fear too much, however he's still your brother, even though your nature has been different."

Nyi Parijem said with a meaningful smile.

Ma'am Ukha smiled blandly, hearing a sentence with a cynical tone from Nyi Parijem.

Meanwhile, in front of Nyi Parijem's house, Lukman seemed to sit casually on top of the halls while playing games on his phone.

The breeze blows. The leafy leaves of trees that grow around Nyi Parijem house look swaying and sound rustling.

"Titip Tita Maaa..."

The voice was swept away by the wind.

Lukman frowned, looking for the origin of the sound as he had just heard.

Lukman seemed to be standing up from his seat, trying to ascertain who said.

It was still daytime, the sun was still even shining warmly in the sky,

Lukman walked for a moment to the side of Nyi Parijem's house, but there was no one.

Lukman again walked to the side of the house on the other side, but neither did Lukman see anyone there.

Ah...

Who exactly was that?

Lukman so shudder himself, rubbed his neck that suddenly feels like bristling.

Ma'am Mirna... Could it?

Lukman is between fear but also there is a sense of pity on the figure of his brother-in-law.

The young boy headed to the halls again and sat there, dumbstruck at the thought of what had just happened.

Why are you, Mother?

Why exactly are you?

Inner Lukman.

Not realizing himself if beside him now stood a woman in a long white dress who looked at him so closely.

His white wall-like face contrasted with the black around his eyes as well as his tears mixed with blood.

His hand was outstretched towards Lukman, he was eager to say if he was here, but...

He knows Lukman will be scared.

No. gabe...

He loved Lukman as much as his own brother.

During this time, Lukman was very good and according to him. Although he was only a sister-in-law, but he was so kind, respectful and very appreciative of Mirna's presence in the family.

Mirna felt Lukman was like a sister to her.

Suppose that...

If Lukman would not be afraid of him, while Tita, who is his own son, has now started to fear, then what should he do?

Mirna looked at the readers with a sad face.

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