
A month has passed.
When he knocked on the door, his face looked very tired.
This time not much to say. Go straight into the room.
"I'm so tired of my job" he said, dragging his steps into the room.
Aryo can understand the state of his wife. He did not want to bother his wife for now. Although many questions continue to gnaw his mind.
"Rest, do you need warm water to take a shower?"
Aryo.
"Thank you. I really need that." explained his wife.
Aryo prepared warm water and went straight out of the room. Letting his wife soak for a moment.
Aryo down the stairs. He opened the curtain staring at his wife's car which was very dirty out there and mud everywhere.
"What kind of work does he actually do?"
Aryo closed the house.
.....
"It's best not to talk about it tonight. The conditions are not supportive."
Aryo sat still clutching the tracking device.
He hesitated if he put the tracking device in his wife's car. Afraid caught. But there's no way.
Aryo this time ventured out of the house, while his wife was still soaking in the bathroom.
With a definite step he watched staring from downstairs. If his wife suddenly goes down.
Aryo's hand movements accelerate. He hid the tracking device and hidden camera in the seat of his wife's car. Aryo closed the car door slowly and quickly put the car keys back into his wife's bag.
"Are you trying to hide something?"
the sound this time echoed.
Aryo was almost surprised. By fixing the hue of his face.
"This is I'm hiding a special dinner to welcome you home tonight."
Aryo had arranged the dining table with a companion candle that he had prepared beforehand.
"Thank you for the surprise."
whispered Sekar sat down then.
Aryo shifts the chair for his wife.
"Wise tonight? should we plan a vacation together?"
"I don't have much time. Just one day. Is that enough?"
"What exactly is your job? may I know as your husband?" ask Aryo this time .
Just a moment of silence trying to think about the answer.
"Do I not deserve to know?"
"It's not so, it's best that at the right time I'll explain to you. I hope you can understand."
Aryo kept quiet and didn't ask any more questions. His face looks disappointed.
She held her husband's hand this time. But Aryo let go of it suddenly. His eyes were not happy at all.
"I'm just not ready to tell you for now, give me time."
"Save it, if it makes you comfortable." Aryo finished his dinner.
"My job, taking care of my mother's corpse."
Deg.
Aryo's footsteps were restrained this time.
"You shouldn't be surprised or ask for a divorce after knowing all this, I'll tell you everything but promise not to leave me."
Aryo sat back down.
"I was just carrying out my mother's last will. To preserve his body after he was pronounced dead."
"You did it?"
"I accompanied my mother's corpse."
Aryo was speechless forcing to accept his wife's explanation.
"I'm having trouble collecting blood."
"What is blood for?"
"Wake up my mother's soul, if I miss her."
Aryo's head is getting sick this time.
Heard his wife's story.
"Can you share the blood to bathe Mom?" He stared hard at Aryo.
"What mksudmu."
He put a fork into Aryo's hand.
His blood immediately dripped onto the floor.
"I can take your blood for my mother's corpse. You should be the victim this time, because you already know."
Aryo ran over with the wound on his hand.
"You must die!" squealing.
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