I Go Home Mas...
64. Revealed

Yanto who heard the sound of the cry of his late wife seemed stunned staring at the figure who was now lying in front of Nyi Parijem and also Mbak Ukha.

The figure covered in a shroud, from which the cry of his late wife sounded so pitiful.

Yanto's body felt so limp because the sound of crying was clearly the voice of the wife.

"Come and sit!!"

Nyi Parijem repeated his orders.

Yanto also according to bring his steps closer to Mba Ukha looking at him from where he sat,

Yanto then sat next to Mbak Ukha, as well as Lukman also followed.

The breeze felt out of nowhere, the scent of flowers sown on the shroud smelled mixed with the scent of incense.

"Yesin..."

Suddenly a voice came from behind the shroud,

"Baht... I'm sorry..."

I heard that voice, though,

Mbak Ukha and Lukman looked at each other, the face of Mbak Ukha looked pale from fear.

Meanwhile, Yanto looks his eyes teary, his body shaking, his feelings jumbled wonderfully at the moment...

The figure behind the shroud then cried again, the sound of her crying like a heartbreaking groan, she said,

"Tell me now, everyone, then go quietly."

Nyi Parijem said,

Yanto looked at Nyi Parijem at a glance, then looked back at the figure covered in a shroud in front of him, then again,

"I'm going home..."

The figure spoke again, not the voice of Nyi Parijem's grandson, but the voice of Yanto's late wife, he said,

"I go home to look after the kids, I don't want anyone to hurt them after I'm gone."

And that voice, that voice,

Yanto crying, yang,

"Don't marry that woman... I beg you, I'm sick enough Mas..m..."

And the figure was crying again, the crying grew even more heartbreaking,

"Sorry Mirna... Ii'm sorry... I'm the one who should apologize, I. I. I'm wrong Mir. I know I'm wrong."

Yanto was crying, too,

He knew that all this time he was in the midst of the opposite emotional upheaval. He had tried not to obey the sense to accept the presence of Vinda back, but here it is Yanto as if unable to do so.

Especially if the Winda is in front of him, or if he hears the sound of the Vinda, it feels like Yanto is getting weaker his defense and eventually he will fall back.

"I'm sorry Mirna... Sorry."

Lirih Yanto tearfully, his heart breaking, having to apologize to his wife when she could not give him a chance to fix things.

Yanto will talk again, when suddenly...

"Yes..."

The voice called out to Yanto, along with that the figure that had originally been lying down like a corpse suddenly cleavage sat down.

The shroud that covered it was uncovered,

Appeared physically, now Nyi Parijem's grandson is sitting facing Yanto.

Nyi Parijem's granddaughter's eyes were like all white, all white,

"Mas, there's one more thing I want to say."

Sluggishly,

Yanto, slang,

"Yes Mir, say... Just tell me, I'll listen, I'll definitely hear."

Yanto.

Mbak Ukha looked at the face of his grandson Nyi Parijem, who is currently clearly controlled by a figure who spoke with Yanto.

Strangely enough, although his voice was clearly captured by the ears, but the lips of Nyi Parijem's grandson were tightly clenched.

This is very different from what is aired on TV and social media where the person is possessed by his voice remains the voice of the person who is possessed and he also speaks as usual.

"Mas Yanto, actually, I..."

The sentence paused for a moment, Yanto stared at the figure in front of him, who, although physically a grandson of Nyi Parijem, was now the late wife of Yanto.

And...

"Mas... L'm... I'm not actually Mirna Mas, but..."

The sentence came to a halt again, the figure sobbed,

"Mak... Mean what? You bi... What's Mir talking about?"

Yanto did not think.

Then...

"Go home to Mas' house, everything I keep neatly under Tita's bed. There are two ceramics I marked, I keep them all in there."

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