Horror Story' S (A Mystic Collection Of Real Stories)

40. The spirit of Santet's victims

" Sir!! " call for Ms. Nanik.

Mr. Darjo who was mowing the grass in the rice field immediately turned his head, seen his wife half run up to him.

" What's wrong, Mom?" ask Mr. Darjo.

" Mother Romlah Sir, Miss Romlah ".

" What's up with Miss Lek Romlah?" ask Mr. Darjo.

"'Bu Romlah died ".

Suddenly Mr. Darjo was immediately shocked to hear Ms. Romlah died. How not, this morning before going to the rice field looking for grass Mr. Romlah still buy rice at the house next door neighbor Mr. Darjo's house and they had a chat for a while. Rushing Pak Darjo ran towards his Bu Lek house.

Arriving at the house of Miss Romlah, there are already many residents there. Seen children, daughters-in-law and grandchildren Mother Romlah crying. Mr. Darjo approaches Ms. Romlah's body.

" Mrs Lek.", sizzled Mr. Darjo.

The tears of the 40-year-old man melted.

" Kang, Ms. Kang" said Dario.

Mr. Darjo hugged Bu Romlah's eldest son.

" Mrs Lek Romlah how can Le die? Last morning I was still chatting with Bu Lek when Bu Lek bought rice in front of my house" said Mr. Darjo.

Dario looked at Wati, his sister. Wati and Soleh who live in a house with Ms. Romlah while Dario since married live separately from his mother, he already has his own house which is about 25 kilometers from the house of Ms. Romlah.

" That afternoon abis dhuhur Mother arrived convulsing and vomiting blood and then unconscious. It turned out that Mother had died kang ", Dario said while crying.

" It looks like something is wrong with Bu Lek's death" said Mr Darjo.

Sontak Dario and his two younger siblings looked at Pa Darjo.

" What do you mean?" ask Soleh.

" Leh, does Miss Lek have enemies?" ask Dario.

Soleh immediately shook his head, which he knew his mother was a good person with no enemies.

" It looks like Ms. Lek was hit by /leak witchcraft", said Mr. Dario made the children of Ms. Romlah shocked.

" How can you get hit by a witch while you have no enemies?" ask Wati.

" You will know for a long time ", replied Mr. Dario.

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Ms. Nanik approached Mr. Darjo who was sitting on a cot located on the terrace of the house.

" This sir is the coffee" said Bu Nanik as he placed a cup of coffee in front of Mr. Darjo.

" Yes Ma'am thanks" said Mr. Darjo.

Ms. Nanik sat next to Mr. Darjo.

" What the hell else do you think, sir?" ask Bu Nanik.

" Think again of the death of Miss Lek Romlah. His death was very sudden and bizarre ", said Bu Darjo.

" Yes sir, I feel the death of this Miss Romlah because it was made by people who do not like Ms. Romlah ".

" Yes Ma'am. Who would have thought that would do something like that?" ask Mr. Darjo.

Bu Nanik shrugged both of his shoulders.

" What time is Mom?"

" Eight o'clock at night sir. What's up?"

" The father to the house of Mrs Lek Romlah first wanted to see Dario has returned home not yet ".

" Obviously it was not the new sir this afternoon, Ms. Romlah buried the time to go home immediately".

" Yes, you went there first ".

" Yes, heart on the road ".

Mr. Darjo immediately grabbed the lamp and then moved from the couch and walked away.

" Frank.."

Mr. Darjo who was crossing the banana garden immediately stopped. He looked around and there was no one, so who called him?

" Frank.."

" Who ?" ask Mr. Darjo.

He looked at the banana garden and saw the figure of Miss Romlah looking at him.

" Mrs Lek..Mrs Lek Romlah ", sizzle Mr. Darjo.

" Please Mrs Lek Dar.."

" Mrs Lek why?"

" Mr. Mijan.."

After naming Mr. Mijan the figure of Ms. Romlah disappeared. Mr. Mijan is a neighbor of Ms. Romlah who sells groceries in the market just like Ms. Romlah. Bu Romlah customers more than Mr. Mijan because the merchandise of Bu Romlah is cheaper than others. Until Ms. Romlah hired two people for her stall in the market so many customers Bu Romlah and Bu Romlah felt overwhelmed.

" Is Mr Mijan the one who sent the witchcraft to Ms Lek Romlah?" muttered Pak Darjo.

Rushing Mr. Darjo to the house of Ms. Romlah.

" Eh kang Darjo, here kang", said Soleh when he saw Mr. Darjo coming.

Mr. Darjo directly sat on the mat.

" Want to coffee or ngeteh Kang?" ask Wati.

" No need to Ti. I was at home already coffee ", said Mr. Darjo.

" When are you coming home, Dar?" ask Mr. Darjo to Dario.

" After 7 days of Ms. Kang's death. What's up, Kang?"

" What's wrong. The longer you're here the better, make your sister's friend ".

" I want to stay here longer Kang but I only have 7 days off" Dario said.

Mr. Darjo Manggut-mangut then he told the incident in the banana garden to his son Bu Romlah.

" What did Mr. Mijan make you die?" ask Wati.

" I don't know. Let's find out first don't judge ", Dario said.

Wati and Soleh just nodded. Then they talked until late at night. When the clock shows at one o'clock at night, Mr. Darjo bailed home.

" Aren't you here, Kang?" ask Dario.

" Dar Kasian your brother is home alone" said Mr. Darjo.

The son of Miss Romlah was also bearded.

" Yes, I went home first ".

" Yes heart on the road ".

Mr. Darjo nodded then stepped home.

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" Mom open the door" said Mr. Darjo, knocking on the door.

Shortly after, Ms. Nanik opened the door.

" Why did you just come home, sir?" ask Bu Nanik.

" Yes, I was chatting with Dario and his two sisters until they forgot the time" said Mr. Darjo.

Arriving at Mr. Darjo's room recounted the incident in the banana garden to his wife. Ms. Nanik looked shocked.

" Has Mr Mijan sent the courtesy to Mrs Romlah sir?" ask Bu Nanik.

" Don't know that according to my thoughts the child of Bu Lek may be the culprit Pak Mijan" said Mr. Darjo.

" Pity Miss Romlah ".

" Now we sleep yuk yuk already night" said Mr. Darjo as he laid his body on the cot. Bu Nanik nodded then climbed up on the cot and laid his body beside Mr. Darjo. Shortly thereafter, the couple fell asleep.

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NB: This happened in the '70s. At that time there were still many people who believed in the existence of shamans, courtesans and transparent.

Sorry just updated today, yesterday the rest. You see, the network is no good effect of heavy rain plus lightning from the morning plus again yesterday was very busy bebes (clean-clean ) the house is like a chicken coop.