Husband's Regrets: My Wife's Tears

Episode 48: Is There Asa?

Pakde Kartono constantly pressured Abah to take care of his daughter's divorce papers. From afar Umi listened to the conversation, but Umi was also powerless to prevent it. She was only annoyed at her husband who did not have a firm attitude.

"Isn't it?" call Umi after Pakde Kartono and Dewi return home.

"Yes, Umi,"

"How much tea? Why didn't Abah forbid it? Why just give up?" pissed Umi.

"You want how else, Umi? Abah Teh feels indebted to Kang Kartono. Since childhood, Kang Kartono who financed Abah School until graduating from college. Abah just wants to repay all Kang Kartono's kindness!" langar Abah's.

"But that doesn't mean Abah has to sacrifice her own child. Poor Michelle, Bah! It's enough Abah to sacrifice Siti," Umi annoyed.

"Sacrificing how the hell, Umi? Siti was already happy with her husband there" Abah said.

"Eh, Abah does not know," said Umi almost keceplosan, "Siti often confided with Umi. And Abah never knew anything. If anything happens to Umi's children, Umi will not stay silent!" upset Umi to Abah who is too obedient with her biological brother. Umi also chose to go to the room with a bad feeling.

In the past, the marriage of Siti Abah's first child, was also arranged by Pakde Kartono. They married because of a marriage. Though at that time, Siti already had a patch of heart. But, because of Abah's compelling character, Siti had to obey the Abah's will.

Siti is married to the daughter of her best friend Pakde Kartono. Siti was carried there by her husband. Now they have two children, a boy and a girl.

Often, Siti called her uminya just ask the news or tell her household problems. Even without the knowledge of her husband. And often also Siti, crying on the phone. Makes Umi sometimes feel angry, sad and pity. When going to complain to Abah, Siti forbade Uminya to complain about the problem.

Michelle sat on the chair facing the window of her room. Looking at the bright moon of the night. The light is so beautifully shining.

Michelle hopes there is still hope for her future. He was twenty-five years old. Getting married young at the age of twenty is his choice. She was very envious looking at her brother's household. When Abah betrays herself to a man she has never met, Michelle agrees.

Five years married, he has not had a child until now. Suddenly the test hit her house. However, he was convinced that if he repented, Allah would forgive him. Her husband returned to the embrace.

Her husband turned into a new person. Even very different people. He is more obedient to the Creator. Michelle is so happy.

Michelle was very sure that the problem was a plan that God gave her, so that as a human she and her husband could introspect themselves. Every pleasure is grace, and every bitterness is medicine. So if he swallows with sincerity and effort then the disease of his life will surely be cured.

There is no power but Allah, the Creator. And, if we want to solve everything well, we have to do a lot of work and rely. All problems come from Him and will return to Him.

Michelle pleaded, so that the path would be made easier. God opened the hearts of Abah, Pakde and also the Goddess. He was given guidance for his mistakes. That what they did was wrong. Separating a wife from her husband is a big mistake.

to be continued...

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# Alignment (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.

"Darsih?" call him while holding Kadarsih's shoulder. Making Darsih stunned from his horror reverie.

"Yes, Nyai," said Darsih.

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

"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.