Corpse

Victims of Santet (6)

From the corner of Mr. Wito's eyes, it looks how he withstood pain like a death sakaratul. Her tears flowed slowly, falling towards her ears. I really can't help Mr. Wito. Back when I was a girl, I almost died saving my cousin's life from her lover's pellets. I had a fight with my cousin's shaman's manor that resulted in my being in a coma for a month. This time, he did not mess with his words. It is also proven by the many supernatural creatures that inhabit the room of Mr. Wito.

"Where should I start Lastri?"

"I'm confused" said Miss Risma sobbed

I held Risma's hands together and said.

"It is time for the children of the mother to know about the condition of her father. Only then did the mother and children find out about the business competitors of the mother." I said advising

Days change days and weeks change weeks. It's been two weeks since I last went to Risma's mom's house, never to hear from her afterwards. I also hesitated to ask and was afraid if the leak came back to my house.

That night I dreamed of meeting Risma's mother but this time with her husband, Mr. Wito. They both smiled happily wearing white vintage-style clothes like photos on display in their dining room. Not a word they spoke just a tinge of smiles and eye language that I could deduce. But I felt that talking to the two of them was so intimate and so heartbreaking but I could not remember our conversation.

Next Day

While I was mopping under the living room chair, I was struck by two pairs of legs sitting behind the chair I was mopping. When I saw the two figures of the owner of the foot I was surprised.

"Astaghfirullah."

"Why did you become a married couple, Wito and Risma?" hardikku

"Bu Lastri, I am Risma and this is my husband Wito Pranoto. We want you to decorate our bodies before we are buried. My son Levin will be at your house soon to pick you up. Get ready." Get ready."

Then the two figures disappeared like white smoke. I, who was still thinking whether this was real or not, was startled by the sound of knocking on the front door. Mita has started to go to school because the government has set an entry date. Maya is already heading to the city to continue her pending studies. So right now, stay in this house.

I peeked out of the window stood the figure of a young man with his wife and toddler son. I opened the door and at the same time the spirits of Bu Risma and Mr. Wito stood beside his son.

"It's true, myself. Can I help you?"

"Look mom, introduce me Levin son bu Risma and this is Sintia my wife ma'am. I'm here to ask you to decorate the bodies of our parents, that was my mother's last wish before she died."

*deg

"So they're both really dead? What the hell's been going on? Why did Miss Risma die? Wasn't the last one met, he's still okay?" A million questions surrounded my mind, no doubt I was shocked by the voice whispering in my ear.

"You'll know the answer when you make up for me later." whispered the voice*

"Oh yes ma'am, I ask for help there is also one more body that must be made up, but I beg you to keep secret what you will see later" Levin said

"Well then, I'm authorized to prepare myself first, son Levin and wife want to wait inside the house?"

"No need ma'am, we're just waiting in the car."

I nodded and closed the door. All the way to my room I was wondering who the other one meant by Levin?

"That's because he dared to play around with us. Haha."

"That leaky voice again? Why is he still terrorizing me?" I still wonder while wearing clothes

I may be too cowardly in this regard but I realize my abilities are completely incomparable to those of beings who are ready to hurt me at any moment.