ANCESTRAL INHERITANCE

Yasmin Happy to have a family

..."Blaming the innocent"...

Taken to the nearest hospital in Nganjuk area, Pak Padianto was declared to have suffered a stroke. Blood vessels in the brain rupture due to too high blood pressure due to shock.

As the only daughter, Bu Lurah looks not to bother on the condition of the father. Instead of accompanying him, Bu Lurah was more concerned with personal affairs. He acted in the hangar and the one guarding Mr. Padianto was Pak Agung.

"What the hell is this, Miss Lurah?!" Without the slightest fear, Ningsih shouted in front of Bu Lurah who came with Mr. Gonden, intending to seal the hangar door with a wooden crossbar.

The plump woman was quite surprised. For a moment her fresh red dower lips opened shut, not knowing what to say.

Ningsih was not affected by the siren, this was beyond her expectations. Though he came with confidence, sure that the girl would certainly not fuss anymore about the sanggar like the pamong in the village office.

Earlier this morning, Bu Lurah had tested the efficacy of his siren and proved to be potent. When he deliberately brought up the intention of dismantling the hangar and punden, instead of opposing, the people in the village office instead said, it is up to Bu Lurah's policy.

Bu Lurah did not know that Pak Wahyu was actually just pretending to have a sirep as well, at the suggestion of Teak, to avoid unwanted problems.

Armed with that belief, so Bu Lurah thinks that Ningsih must also be affected by sirens, but in fact it is not. His heart is famous and increasingly pessimistic on the ability of shamans hired by Mr. Yudi and Mr. Candra.

"Well, Ningsih really, it's not right, ma'am ...." Mr. Gonden whispered.

"Shut up! You are useless!"

Replied hardikan, Mr. Gonden was immediately silent. Though often treated arbitrarily, but Mr. Gonden still want to be near Bu Lurah.

How else would you like? Lha, wong, who introduced Bu Lurah to the two men who would rent the land, yes, Mr. Gonden himself. Although in the negotiation process is rarely involved, but still in the end he will get a commission if the land and land is successfully rented.

For the sake of rupiah, so the doormat does not matter, that's what Mr. Gonden thought. The man silently stared, his eyes glancing into the hangar. There the children who had never seen Ningsih were so angry, standing in fear while whispering to each other.

"You agree or you don't, this hangar will still be dismantled." Finally the arrogance of Bu Lurah returned. The chin was raised high until it looked up because Ningsih was much higher-Bu Lurah was only shoulder-high.

Poking the index finger right in front of Bu Lurah's nose, Ningsih's eyes bulged. "You challenging me? Fine ...." Suddenly Ningsih took out one of the available wood to seal the door. Without being prevented, rushed him to the backyard of the sanggar and threw him into the river.

Bu Lurah and Pak Gonden could only gawk. The wood was not light, but Ningsih raised it with just one hand.

Rushing back, Ningsih stood defiantly before Bu Lurah. "Have seen, right? I'm not kidding."

"Bad you are, yes!"

"E, e, e! Don't play your hands, Miss Lurah!"

Bu Lurah had already raised his hand about to slap Ningsih, but Mr. Gonden swiftly caught his hand.

"Surge!" Like a fidelity, Ms. Lurah pushed Mr. Gonden to fall.

Standing face to face so closely, Ningsih was not at all daunted. His eyes narrowed, lips smiling obliquely. "I told you, if Bu Lurah dares to harass this sanggar, I will not stay silent! So don't blame--"

Plaques

Ningsih's head until it snarls, closes the eyes tightly, and tightens the teeth tightly. The slap of hands with plump fingers that were smashed with all his might was not playing. Fill Ningsih's head until it feels shaken.

Not wanting to look weak, Ningsih ignored the heat on her left cheek. Eyes open staring pusar, both fists clenched tightly, trying to refrain from retaliating against Bu Lurah's actions.

"There's still a right if Bu Lurah isn't satisfied." Speech thrown from between the teeth tightly clenched, full of emphasis and challenging, it makes Bu Lurah fixated. For some reason, suddenly the hair bristles, the head feels enlarged, the body also feels very light.

"Already, Ms. Lurah ...."

"God!"

When Mr. Gonden touched his arm, Ms. Lurah jumped in shock, even though Mr. Gonden touched very slowly.

"Can't!" Bu Lurah shouted furiously to cover up the nervousness. "ignore him! Come on, put it---"

"Enough, Ndok!"

Ms. Rusmini came in conversation with one of Ningsih's students. Earlier, out of fear, one of Ningsih's disciples took the initiative to call Mr. Revelation, but the only one in the house was Ms. Rusmini.

"Already, Ndok, already. Come on, go home with mom." Ms. Rusmini stroked Ningsih's back and shoulders to calm down. Ms. Rusmini looked at Ms. Lurah with sad eyes. "I'm sorry if it's too much, Mom."

"Why are you sorry? Ningsih is not wrong."

"Already, Ndok. Don't fuss here. Go home. We're talking at home." Ms. Rusmini spoke to persuade her daughter.

"No way, Buk. He's the one who has to go, not me." Speaking to the mother, her voice is more subtle, but still seems loud and emphasis.

"Okay, Gusti. Your cheek, Ndok!" Ms. Rusmini just realized that there was a finger on Ningsih's cheek. The look in his eyes was instantaneous, even Bu Lurah until the reflex took a step back. "Your path, Dek Sri!"

Ehem ....

Their attention was distracted by the arrival of Mr. Revelation who stepped hastily toward his wife and daughter. "Already, Buk, Ndok. Come on, just go home." His voice was shady, persuading.

"But, Sir---"

"It has. You said go home, yeah, go home." Pak Wahyu stroked Ningsih's left cheek which looked more penetrating. "Let's take care of it here."

Can't resist, Ningsih finally complied. He went home with his mother and children and was told to go home.

Facing Bu Lurah and Mr. Gonden, Mr. Wahyu's eyes looked pushy. "Be careful, it will get your karma. And you, Dek Sri .. beware if you dare to be rude again with Ningsih."

Surprised and in disbelief because it turns out that Pak Wahyu was also not hit by the sirep, Bu Lurah and Pak Gonden could only be fixated, letting the man go just like that.

Shortly afterwards Mr. Gonden interjected, "It seems Mr. Revelation is also immune, Ma'am."

"Basic useless you this! I don't want to know, find some more wood to seal the hangar door." While grumbling, Ms. Lurah left Mr. Gonden.

Itchy heart, scratched eyes. Who is wrong, who is angry. "Aish, it's always me who's angry." Mr. Gonden grumbled while scratching his head.

The news of the failure of the sirep has reached Pak Yudi and Pak Cndar. The two returned to Mbah Taryo after receiving a report from Bu Lurah.

"What else are you guys doing. Disturb me for a mediocrity." Mbah Taryo was grim-faced, seemingly completely unhappy that his activities were interrupted.

"Look, Mbah. Ms. Lurah says there are people who are immune to sirens."

"Heeem ...." As usual, Mbah Taryo stroked his beard. Remain calm in responding to Mr. Yudi's report. "I thought, there must be certain people who do not have sirep. But if it's not a hassle, yes, let it be."

"It's very troublesome, Mbah. A girl, a teacher dancing in the sanggar and her father." Mr. Candra puts emphasis on every word that is spoken. Seems really upset.

"Heeem. The wait for sanggar is definitely." Mbah Taryo closed his eyes, remained silent for a long time, then muttered, "Prawan ayu tenan."

"Ju but ngrepoti, Mbah."

"Sir Yudi doesn't have to worry. That girl I'll clean up tonight."

"What about his father. Said Bu Lurah, he was a Kasun who always contradicted him."

"Stranquil Mr. Candra. Leave everything to Mbah Taryo."

Seeing their mainstay shaman seem so confident, the two men smiled in satisfaction.

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