COBBY

Pitulas

Very deep and long sleep, that's what Purbo feels every night. This morning he woke up and found Dini next to him still in a closed eye state. Purbo looked at the sleeping face of his wife.

Hair Black, long and unraveled. Looks pretty in lacy white pajamas. Her skin was slightly pale white with tiny lips blushing like a cherry that had been ripe.

Purbo touched Dini's forehead slowly, afraid to disturb his sleep. The forehead that usually feels frozen this morning turns a little warm. Purbo also observed Dini's hair last night had surprised him because suddenly experienced severe loss.

Hair that looks thick and beautiful. There is a fragrance of jasmine flowers left behind, smelling fragrant in the sense of smell of Purbo. Between those jet black strands of hair, tucked in shiny white hair. Purbo smiled widely. As if finding a toy, the male-nosed nature of the man came out.

Holding his breath, Purbo pulled out a single strand of silvery-white hair. Hope the gray hair soon detaches from his wife's scalp. And Purbo was about to laugh at Dini who already had signs of aging.

Apparently, gray hair does not want to escape from the scalp Early. The more Purbo pulls it, the longer the gray hair goes. Like the thread of a shirt that is pulled even damage the other stitches. Thus, Purbo was astonished.

Early sleep is not disturbed even though Purbo continues to pull the gray hair on his head. Until finally the white hair came out. Purbo looked at one of the long hairs, filling his hand.

Purbo this time checked the head of Dini. How could there be such long hair embedded in his wife's head? It is beyond reason, Purbo also found cracks in the scalp Early.

Jakun Purbo went up and down looking at the strangeness before his eyes. Purbo started sweating. Overwhelmed by curiosity, he touched the crack on Early's head. On his wife's scalp, like there's a stitch that's now loose. The smell of the flower that was so fragrant, now changed with a stinging foul aroma.

Purbo fingers that touch the Early scalp, feel a soft and sticky sensation. His wife's scalp was chipped away by Purbo's touch. Exposed flesh to purple with some disgusting squirming maggots.

"What's your gas doing?" A voice sounded from outside the room.

Purbo reflexes. There was Dini who was standing in the doorway of the room, holding onto her stomach. Purbo flinched, his eyes rounded, while his nape began to bristle violently. If Dini is standing at the door, then who is sleeping next to her.

Purbo turned his head again, looking at the figure of the woman he thought was his wife. And apparently, that figure had vanished. There was only a roll wrapped in a white blanket lying on top of a pillow.

"Mas, why the hell?" Dini asked once more. He walked over to Purbo who looked confused.

Purbo managed to catch his breath, holding his chest in pain. As Dini approached her, Purbo looked a little evasive. He's still in shock. His brain was trying to digest what had happened.

"Mas why?" ask Dini again.

Purbo did not answer. He even grabbed Dini's head. Slightly pressed the sweet potato Dini, and checked the strands by strands of his wife's hair.

"Hey, why? Why is my hair randomized?" Dini glared sharply at Purbo. Which wife is not irritated, the husband who just woke up immediately acts strange.

"Wake up to sleep, instead of pecking his wife's forehead even fumbled gray hair. Did he get the nails?" ask her half-jokingly.

"Huh? Is there?" Purbo asked with a serious face.

"Ha ha ha, yes no, it's just a delusion," Dini chuckled, her laughter bursting loudly in the morning.

"You are why Mas? Ah, get rid of me You press my head," said Dini spoiled.

Purbo sighed, massaging his own forehead.

"I was just a dream like him" Purbo said later.

"Hmmm, you take a bath there gih," Dini ordered.

"It is not so, Mas forgot yes we want to go to Mbah Modo," replied Dini.

"Oh yeah," Purbo patted his own forehead.

Purbo immediately stood up, but Dini pulled the arm of her husband.

"What else?" Ask Purbo wonder.

"Hmm hmm," Early thrusting her cheeks spoiled. Purbo smiled and landed a friendly kiss.

"I take a shower first" Purbo said, grabbing a towel hanging behind the door. Then half ran to the bathroom.

Dini just girled head saw her husband's behavior. Perhaps it is true, as any adult man his behavior often remains like a boy.

After Purbo left, Dini picked up the duster in the closet drawer. She painstakingly cleaned her husband's bed. As Dini folded the blanket, she saw several caterpillars and maggots wriggling around in the curves of the white cotton cloth.

Buru rushed Dini to take the plastic and put the disgusting insect insects into it. Dini soon met Mak Nah who was sweeping in the front yard of the house.

"Mom, look at this," Dini said as she thrust a plastic containing maggots.

"Where did you get this?" tanya Mak Nah is full of search.

"On top of Mas Purbo's bed" said Dini. The woman looks worried.

"This is not from the body of the madam. Because I'm sure last night had cleaned it," said Mak Nah.

"Then, what's your husband doing?" ask Mak Well again.

"Entah Mak. Looks like Mas Purbo didn't see any of these caterpillars in his bed. But when Mas Purbo woke up earlier, he was acting strange. Mas Purbo massaged my head. Don't he start to suspect?" ask Dini riled up.

"It doesn't feel possible. It's only day four" sergeant Mak Nah. He seemed to bite his own fingernails.

"Sengengan also do not be reckless. Do not forget to take a flower bath" said Mak Nah reminded.

"Today, will you go to Mbah Modo's house?" Mak Nah asked while looking at Dini who looked agitated.

"So Mak. Whatever I do to maintain my happiness. I don't want to be left alone anymore Mak," Dini snorted. His feet were kicked to the ground.

"Yes believe in me. But please don't overreact by stomping your feet. Remember the baby in the belly is worth more than anything in this village!" Mak Nah emphasized his sentence.

Dini immediately fell silent.

"Madam, I've wanted to convey this for a long time. There is no need to hesitate to do anything for the life of njenengan. Because the name happiness is worth fighting for. I will always be next to the njenengan to be the number one supporter" said Mak Nah while holding tightly Dini's hand.

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