BUNCHES

CHAPTER 1

The night was quiet, feeling very cold. The wind blows slowly touching the smooth skin of Cici who is still asleep. Silent, even very different from the usual nights.

"criiing...criiing...criiing...!!"

Hearing a strange sound from a distance that was getting closer and closer in his residence, Cici who still closed her eyes but felt something strange, felt cold all over her body, did not dare to open her eyes.

"Criiing......!!!"

The voice came again, getting closer, like it had been in front of the window of his room. It was very disturbing to rest the night. But Cici refused to wake Akmal who was still asleep.

"What sound?"

Slowly Cici got out of bed, curious about the strange sound in the middle of the night that was getting gripping.

Slowly opening the window, the eyes that were still narrowed immediately widened. His lips were tightly locked, for he saw the beautiful woman, with a bright red light, sitting on the carriage, smiling before him.

Cici sculpted, her face paled, never even seeing such a figure in her entire life. How is it possible in a city that has always felt safe, suddenly saw a figure that has always been in the world of film appear before him.

Beautiful woman, wearing a bright red kemben, with a thin scarf covering the chest. Likely, a very beautiful female figure descended from the kingdom.

His hand waved towards Cici, who was silent in silence.

How astonished he was to see such a strange, very real figure. For a long time he saw the beautiful woman, but only able to speak in his heart.

"Who are you? What are you taking that carriage to my house?"

Cici was still reluctant to close her eyes, as it was a sense that could still function at the moment.

For more than 20 minutes, the woman just waved without saying a word, Cici still standing in front of the window.

"Damor...." As the woman let out her laugh that sounded extremely shrill and deafened her eardrum, Cici's entire body trembled.

"Khik.. khik....!!!"

Cici covered her ears, with both palms, growing more frightened, trying to scream, but unable to make a sound.

"A-a-a-b-a-i...!"

Cici could only pull out an alphabet to wake Akmal who was still asleep.

The hand touched the shoulder of Cici, who was still closing her eyes with the window curtains getting wide open.

"Yeah....!"

Cici jumped in shock, as the hand touched her shoulder.

"Pregnant...!"

Akmal became shocked to see his wife pale even very frightened looking at him.

"I-i-i-it, Bi...!"

Cici pointed out the window that was still wide open, asking Akmal to look out the window.

"What...?"

Akmal leaned against the window, looking for what his wife Cici meant.

Cici opened her eyes slowly, taking refuge behind Akmal's back, who was standing before her, "Ta-ta-tadi... Ami saw a woman here, Abi...!"

Akmal raised both eyebrows, "Woman? Women from where? A ghost? What ghost? Ami from earlier Abi saw just standing there, like that fear. It's only two o'clock Ami noon. It's been sleeping there, it's still a weird night."

Akmal closed the window curtains, bringing his wife back to their contest basket.

Cici grabbed the glass that was in the utensil, while Akmal passed leaving his wife to go to the bathroom.

His face still looked frightened, imagining the woman waving to him.

"What does yah mean? I'm concerned. God, may this be a dream."

Cici gulped down the mineral water that was in her grasp, while her eyes looked towards Akmal who had already returned from the bathroom.

"Hmm, end of dawn prayers. Ami's coming?"

"No, Abi. It's an office event anyway, Ami's here with Mira."

Akmal, who was getting closer to his wife, gently rubbed Cici's back, to get back to rest, without thinking about strange things.

Cici a beautiful woman works as a substitute lecturer at one of the state universities in the city that is famous for its oil wealth. Has built a household with Akmal for four years, working in a private bank in the same city. The family has a three-year-old daughter named Mira.

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Cici prepared all the needs of Akmal, after performing dawn prayers, some strands of black shirt, and black material pants, is one sign but not realized by this married couple.

The beautiful woman who became a dancer at one of the art centers also prepared some small meals for her husband.

"Be careful, huh? Don't forget to stop by the tomb of Apak."

Akmal approached Cici, "You why the hell? From last night it was weird. It's an office event, there's no way Abi's stopping by here."

Cici nodded in understanding, "Don't be naughty!"

Akmal laughingly kissed the beautiful back of his wife who was still wearing a thin negligee with no arms.

"Not showered, smell...!"

Akmal deliberately teases Cici, who is a little uncomfortable because he feels strange with the intimacy of the husband.

"Abi.. iighs, amused tofu. Sana, wake up Mira first, she will find her Abi. Ami's taking a shower."

Cici rushed into the bathroom to clean up, to deliver Akmal to his office, as a point of departure for West Sumatra.

Since the incident last night, Cici's feelings are increasingly unsettled, the turmoil of his heart is increasingly felt.

Who's the lady? What does he mean he came to me? Was it just a dream? Or is it reality?

Cici is still reluctant to explain to Akmal, as she already understands how her husband does not believe in such things.

Cici came out of the bathroom, looking at Akmal who had brought their little daughter in the family's warm room while tickling the baby with a happy laugh.

"Ha-ha-ha... Abi ticklish..!"

Mira laughs loosely as Akmal actually kisses her daughter's thin stomach affectionately.

Cici looked at the clock of the wall ticking, the short needle showed at 05:30 local time, "Bi, are we walking now? Because Abi's leaving at 06:00? We're a long way away!"

Akmal pulled Cici's hand, hugging the body-friendly wife he loved so much, "Jaga Mira yes, Mi, don't come home late in the afternoon, pity. Cook with Oneng mulu."

Cici gently rubbed Akmal's face gently, nodding in understanding, "The importance of being careful, period!"

Akmal clenched tightly without answering, closing his eyes, enjoying every touch he felt so differently, "Abi is affectionate with Ami."

Cici smiled faintly, "Why did Abi get so weird from last night? Last night flirtatious, ration, romantic. Now say baby. It's just a normal service trip, why would he say hello as if he wouldn't meet forever!"

Akmal laughed at his wife's words, "Did anyone look like they want to marry again? One is not over, how two? But I can give you permission!"

Cici grunts resentfully, pinches her husband sispack stomach spoiled.

"Aaaagh, sick!"

Akmal approached his wife's pretty face, kissed Cici's lips gently, again whispering, "Titip Mira."

Cici flinched, hearing her husband's words, her heart grew increasingly uncomfortable.

How could Akmal who was always indifferent to himself, now very attentive and increasingly friendly with him.

"All my husband's changes were very strange today. Is something going to happen?"

Cici kissed softly on Akmal's cheeks, hurried to leave their residence, immediately delivering Akmal.