Assumption

Meaning of a Regret

In another corner, Disa and Tia who were relaxing in her time off, were startled by the tone of voice of the call from Disa's phone.

Disa scrunched her forehead when the name listed there is Yanti.

"Kok Tumben Yanti called, is there anything important, huh?" muttered Disa slowly.

He immediately raised the call, hoping not to receive any bad news.

"Hello Yan?"

"Dis! You're not here?" pinta Yanti, who knows that she is on a working holiday today and their employer is also away.

"Si Tia is sick, while her body is hot, tumben can call emang no family kanjeng mother?" disa asked in surprise, because she knew very well that Yanti was hiding her phone from their employer even against Fatmah.

"Kanjeng the family's mother went again Dis, did not know where to go but he said tomorrow also came home, usually ndoro Putra aja who lived," explained Yanti.

"Where are they going? Kok, ndoro in staying-dwelling continues. Eh Yan, Miss Wulan, have you returned abroad again, huh?" disa asked curiously, because she had not found an answer from the passing of their young lady.

"Don't know Dis, maybe yes, so when they go, what's the time to go to the airport?" Yanti followed her guess.

"But Dis .. when they want to go, the Mita says she wants their honeymoon," said Yanti considering that a week ago their new employer showed off if they will be invited to travel by their family.

"Yes do not know Yan, by the way you can freely call me, is it not disturbed?" said Disa make sure if Yanti's condition is still fine.

"Yes Dis, only sometimes it is still often the creature appears itself, just has not disturbed fit to sleep alone."

"Thank God, but you remain vigilant and always pray, do not let your guard down to hide the antidote" said Disa.

"Yes Dis, yes yes, no good long ago mbak Fatmah, I closed ya Dis."

"Yes," replied Disa who also immediately put back the phone.

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At the residence Ki Brasta, seen Wulan who had exhausted the three blood bags, he was still unconscious, blood also continued to flow from his intimate organs.

Sri deftly cleansed Wulan's body, while my mother just stood by the side of the bed watching her daughter who was not the girl.

After this, Wulan still had to accept all the pain that he would experience until the Sudojiwo stone was formed, it was seen that the Sudojiwo stone that I was wearing had started to crack, it was already starting to crack, a sign that the stone will be born from the blood of new descendants.

"Would you just rest Madam, I will keep Miss Wulan here," Sri ordered, she spoke without stopping her activities.

Kanjeng's mother did not reply, but she followed Sri's orders to leave Wulan.

He then returned to his room, where Mr. Hanubi was standing staring at the window, the horizon was already showing itself, where the day showed if the morning would be soon.

Angannya hope, with gray hair sitting together in a favorite rattan chair, passing the twilight period calmly, accompanied by warm tea presented and boisterous laughter of children and grandchildren. But today fate goes the other way .. It does not feel He drips the water again in the corner of the wrinkles of his eyes which are now starting to farsighted.

Kanjeng mother stood closer, Mr. Hanubi who knew if the wife who stood beside him, wasted rough breathing.

There was nothing he wanted to say, he also entered and was entangled by the agreement of his wife's family. Now she must let her daughter fall to that damned covenant without being able to do anything about it.

Now he chose to lay down his body and close his eyes for a moment, taking off the weight in his heart, for this afternoon they all had to return to the city.

After enough rest, the family kanjeng mother was asked to have lunch there before they returned to the city, the atmosphere at the dining table was quieter than yesterday, even Mita, eating his food without glancing anywhere, in his mind he just wanted to leave the house immediately.

In the car was the same, on the way home Mita who was usually a little chatty with many questions this time she was silent a thousand languages, even preferring to close her eyes in the back seat.

When they arrived, Mita immediately ran away from her family. The servants who saw him were a little surprised.

"Loh .. loh ... kok ngacir aja!" said Fatmah who pointed to follow the direction of Mita, until she realized thanks to Yanti's elbow, which reminded her if Mita was their master now. Fatmah also covered her mouth immediately who was about to laugh.

"Maos ..." Mariska said, shortly after they got out of the car.

Irwan who understood the meaning of his wife's words without answering him immediately followed his second wife.

Mariska then stood before her two aides, taking the Son who was in Fatmah's arms.

"Tas Mita, you put it in my room, don't go to Mita's room first" Mariska ordered, because she knew there must be a fight between her husband and Mita there.

Kanjeng's mother and Mr. Hanubi just let it go, while Ms. Sumarni who had been able to guess what her young master's second wife would do, asked to resign first, asking for his resignation, he will also catch up with Mita and Irwan.

After arriving at her room, Mita immediately packed her clothes, and cleaned up all the decorations given by her mother when she was in the editing by Irwan.

Irwan wipes Mita's hand, while his wife is busy fixing her suitcase. "Where are you, HUH!" peeker Irwan, who stared at the wrath of his wife.

"Please!! I'm leaving, just divorce me, I don't want to be entangled with your family's gifts!!" she screamed, trying to shake off her husband's hand.

Irwan smiled cynically."You think it can be that easy, think! There you instantly die if you dare to get out of this house!"

Mita was surprised, she who was the condition of her body was not fit then collapsed at the feet of her husband.

"Why is this Mas, why do you guys have the same me, what's my fault, am I also going to experience what Wulan and Ms Mariska experienced Mas?" tanya Mita berdubi-tubi.

Irwan did not answer, because that was the purpose of her marriage to the poor girl.

"Why silence? ANSWER MAS!!!" hysterical screams.

And again Bu Sumarni appears, where there is a problem he will be present, and all the problems will be solved by him, the technical is so. But the reality is that it actually causes new problems that will be more serious.

In the midst of Mita's conversation, she immediately approached her employer's wife who was sitting on the floor, with her hands still in the grip by her own husband.

Sumarni came closer, she crouched down near Mita, then she grabbed Mita's hair, and dragged her until Mita screamed in pain, and asked her husband for help.

But Irwan could only budge, he then released the grip of his hand, and went away leaving Mita who tried to fight against the hand of Bu Sumarni.

Mita screamed for her husband but the husband did not look at her, Mita's heart hurt very much treated like that by her husband.

He who now knows what the purpose of his employer's family used to propose him, apparently intends to subvert himself also someday. Really Mita felt sorry, if time could be turned back, she would definitely refuse the proposal.

He never expected that his greed would make him as entangled as he is today.

After a few steps, Sumarni removed the mita hair from her grasp, turning to grip her chin with a sharp gaze.

"Stop crying Madam, get up and come with me, don't fight," said Bu Sumarni in a very threatening tone.

Mita then nodded, because she saw that the look in Bu sumarni's eyes was terrible.

Sumarni then helped him get up, and took Mita's hand rough to his room.

Mita, who had just entered the room of Bu Sumarni, immediately felt creepy, because the smell in the room was not much different from where the Master she came to yesterday.

Ms. Sumarni let go of her hand checks, and she took out a small pitcher filled with water. Then he pulled out a chair and forced Mita to sit there.

Mita's body was already shaking violently, as she sat down, shortly afterwards a black hand with long nails clutching her shoulders. And the warm breath he felt, under his ears left and right alternated slowly. Mita wanted to scream but got stuck in her throat.

Bu Sumarni who stood in front of him then put the jug on the lap of Mita.

Then he cast a spell and rubbed the surface of the jug like the pattern of the moon circulation on a dark night towards the light of the rising sun. Miraculously Water in a jug that looks rippling because the dark is now slowly bright .. then there is an appearance in the house of both parents Mita.

Mita was trembling to see her parents sitting in the living room, they were admiring money and jewelry that Mita did not know, if Bu Sumarni sent it to her parents.

What makes it terrible is, there is a terrible creature like the figure of the servant that Mita saw in the palace of the Master, standing behind his parents.

"You see? If you are rash, and choose to leave here, or tell this to the workers here, I would gladly ask the servants to eliminate your parents, so you understand what you're gonna do now?" said Bu Sumarni with a grinning smile.

The pitcher held by Mita shook, she was very very scared, she knew now that Bu Sumarni was not a random person, but she did not know who the real figure of Bu Sumarni was.

Mita simply nodded in response to Bu Sumarni's question, she didn't even have a choice over the threat.

"Good .. Now please rest, and don't make any more noise, we'll keep your parents happy for your obedience."

As hypnotized Mita then stood up, and walked away from Bu Sumarni's room, back to her room.

He lay on the bed and cried hysterically, regretting all the decisions he had taken, so he had to become entangled with his fellowship.

Although he has not closed his eyes to go through his sleep, but he really hopes he will wake up soon, where this all turns out to be just a dream.

But he felt it was impossible ...

"Aww!" He pinched his cheek curiously.

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