Husband's Regrets: My Wife's Tears

Episode 47: Confession of the Goddess

"Hey, Michie?" suddenly the Goddess entered Michelle's room without knocking on the door first.

"Goddess," surprised Michelle. Michelle saw her cousin's appearance change. Now she was wearing a hijab, and was dressed in a covered dress. Michelle was so happy to see him.

"Well that is, Wi. You're so pretty," Michelle said.

"No need to praise me. I had to wear this hot suit!" ketus Goddess.

"Astaghfirullah, Wi. But you're so pretty in that outfit,"

"Already, Michie. You don't have to praise me!" angry Goddess. Then he smiled happily.

"I'm glad to see you again my cousin. You're finally back here!" his bracelet. Instantly, Michelle remembered her problem with the Goddess.

"Why, Wi? Why are you doing this? You know very well, that Mas Nathan didn't transmit the virus. Why are you complaining to the whole family as if it were Mas Nathan who passed the disease on to you?" michelle asked to know behind the Goddess slander.

"You want to know?" he said smiling cynically, "If I'm not happy. You can't be happy either!"

"A-pa? What do you mean, Wi?"

"I don't like you being happy. And the reason I don't want you to be happy. Because I hate you so much!" furious Goddess.

" Why?" sad Michelle, "We're brothers, Wi? How do you hate your own cousin?"

"Currently, you don't have to pretend!" decihnya, "I will make you unable to unite with Nathan. Nathan that's mine. But, you took it!" bentak Goddess.

"Astaghfirullah, Wi. When Abah set me up, I didn't know. I didn't know she was your girlfriend at all!" isak Michelle holds the Goddess' hand. The goddess brushed Michelle's hand off violently.

"I don't care" he replied, "You don't know. I was broken, nobody knew. Living alone out there. Without family and friends. I struggled alone to fill my stomach. And you are so happy. Living in a luxurious house, a soft mattress with a husband's embrace, a good career," cried the Goddess, "Now you will also feel what I feel!" the Goddess passed from Michelle's room.

"Goddess!" isaac Michelle, "Why is this so, O God? I really don't know anything. I beg you to save the marriage of the servants" said Michelle. His body collapsed downward.

"O Allah, to You only I beg. Keep slave marriages away from the wrongdoers, the shirkers, and those whose hearts are filled with vengeance. Verily, You are All-Knowing and All-Shelving!"

After performing the Ashar prayer, Michelle stood at the window staring outwards. He was very happy when a car or motorcycle stopped in front of his fence. He wishes Nathan had come to pick him up.

Honestly, today she misses her husband a lot. When at home, a clock like this usually Michelle waiting for the arrival of the husband. Lovingly Nathan would kiss his wife's forehead. Then they will mix the ingredients for dinner together. After that they will cook, joke and joke. Followed by Maghrib prayer. Michelle misses that mood. I don't feel her tears just dripping.

Michelle takes ablution to get ready for Maghrib prayer. Ratna came to Michelle's room with a mukena and prayer mat.

"Teh, we pray in the mosque, yuk!" bring Ratna.

"Steak at home, Dek. Teteh lemes Body. The head is also dizzy!" abugn.

"Oh, what's the need to call Umi?"

"No, Dek. After Maghrib Teteh prayers will fall for a while," said Michelle.

"Yes, that. Ratna wants to pray Maghrib first yes, Tea. Later if you need anything call Ratna,"

"Yes," Michelle replied with a faint smile.

I don't know why his body has been feeling so weak lately. His head is often dizzy. Michelle's appetite also diminished. Michelle thought, it's just a mind-blowing effect. Michelle did not take her condition seriously at this time.

After the prayer, Michelle opened the Qur'an to teach. Bang Adnan said, if the heart feels restless, unsettled, and many thoughts, try to read the Verses of Allah. God willing my heart feels peaceful and peaceful. Michelle always remembered the advice the young ustadz gave.

Michelle read Verse by verse of the Qur'an. Very sweet in the ears of his listeners, soothing the heart, piercing the heart and calming the mind. Umi peeked out from the door of her son's room. Feeling the deep sadness in her daughter's heart, made her as a mother feel as well. Without feeling it, her tears flowed.

To be continued ...

While waiting up, Come stop by the work of the mystical Author, the title: KADARSIH

\# Content (Lintric Pity Pellet )

The howls of the wolves were mutual, the voice of the crow was clearly heard. The increasingly dim night makes the air around him increasingly gripping. The wind blew fiercely, shaking the bamboo leaves that dangled to the ground.

Kadarsih came out of Nyai Suketi's bamboo room. The manic looks at the yard around. He stood there goosebumps, looking at the darkness of the night without any light as a light. Because indeed, Nyai Suketi's bamboo room is in the middle of the forest. Far from the village.

"Yes, Nyai," said Darsih.

"Replace your clothes with this!" tell Nyai Suketi.

"Well, Nyai," only that answer came out of Darsih's mouth. He obeyed what Nyai Suketi had ordered. Darsih covered his body with a jarit, from chest to knee.

"Where are we going, Nyai?" darsih asked, seeing Nyai Suketi carrying a torch as lighting.

"Follow me!"

Nyai brought Darsih into the inner part of the forest. Only darkness after darkness appears before the eyes. He looked further. A flash appeared, then disappeared back. I don't know what it is. Darsih tailed behind Nyai.

Come to the middle of the deepest forest. There is a pretty good land. Where there is a large water place, made of clay. It contains water and various types of flowers.

"Clean, sit here!" surah Nyai Suketi's. Darsih according to like a chick that follows the words of its mother. Nyai read something, seen his mouth chattering, I don't know what Nyai read. Finished reading something, he poured flower water into Darsih's body, as his mouth continued to read something. And blow into his body.

Kadarsih felt his body very hot. Something was going on inside him, I don't know what it was. He was sweating, as the heat kept coming in through the crown of his head, making him shout loudly, squeezing the tip of his jarit. Suddenly the heat turned into an overwhelming coldness. I don't know what happened to his body. His body returned to normal as it was.

"Now, you've become my disciple. And, you've done the first ritual!" he said, "Tomorrow is the second ritual. You need to be ready!" said it.

"Well, Nyai," replied Darsih nodding his head. They returned to the wooden room before dawn.

Along the way back to the room, there was something strange to see. There are so many things in front of him. Even this is very clear. Kadarsih's eyes were perfectly rounded, as a large tall creature, standing near a banyan tree with sharp bulging eyes stared at him. Sure, Darsih was terrified. His body shook violently.

"That's not all you're gonna see!" Nyai. Darsih turned his gaze towards Nyai.

"Later there will be other creatures that you will see" he added.

"I mean, Nyai?"

"It was genderuwo, the banyan tree's guardian," Nyai replied. Sontak Darsih shuddered in horror.

They continued their journey back out of the forest. The bamboo leaves that dangled to the ground, were increasingly dangling. Suddenly a loud voice perched on the bamboo tree. Darsih's eyes could capture clearly, as fierce as a white-clothed creature, with pitch-black eyes, a pale face, chuckling at him.

"What's that?" shock Darsih.

"Kuntilanak," said Nyai flatly without showing any expression of fear or anything.

"Kuntilanak?" goosebumps.

"We must go home before dawn!" Nyai.

"Okay, Nyai,"

Darsih moved his feet quickly, trailing right behind Nyai. I don't know what creatures he'll meet again, Darsih doesn't know. He was just trying to prepare himself not to be afraid of anything.

The Second Ritual

Darsih woke up from sleep, when he dreamed of his two children. They came and hugged him. However, the situation is very concerning. His body was charred, and it smelled of roasted meat that made his stomach seem stirred. He woke up from his subconscious.

Cold sweat on the forehead. He wiped it with the back of his hand. Darsih got up from sleep, when he heard the sound of boisterous children in front. He peeked out of the window of the room, and looked from any direction. Many children are small with heads that are pelontos, the look of his face is really creepy. Closer to him.

Darsih shuffled from where he stood. He was terrified when the children approached him. Getting closer, and very close. When he closed his eyes not to look, the children disappeared somewhere. Darsih breathed a sigh of relief.

"Darsih?" call Nyai.

"Yes, Nyai," he said, drawing closer to the source of the voice.

"Follow me!" bring him.

Nyai Suketi took him to a very closed room. He opened the door. A sign that the room is rarely used. Maybe even a special room that no one should know what's in it.

They entered a dark room. He lights a candle as his light. The wall paint is all red, and the cover cloth is also red. It is very mystical, the inner Kadarsih itself.

Nyai told Darsih to sit in front of him. Crossing his legs, Darsih sat right in front of Nyai Suketi. Nyai burn the can over the cinglo (where to burn incense). The smell of frankincense strikes up the sense of smell.