Misty Soil

Casual

The five comfort women were excited to get all the facilities all whatever needs they wanted fulfilled. In the former room of Cantika, the woman seemed to be engrossed in throwing clothes on the bed. The choice of yellow dress, on her neck hung five layers of yellow gold and sati layers of diamonds. Ten fingers attached ring that is not the right size. He laughed movingly dancing incessantly looking at all those things.

“So rich this man, his wife is dead but the jewelry is still intact. I have to take over the position of being first. Ahahah.”

Without him realizing all the wealth was the result of the worship of man-eating creatures. He glanced at a very large photo displayed on the wall near the bed. Jesi thinks it must be Paijo's wife. His face turned into a frown, he exited the room screaming with all his might.

“Guard! Quickly take off that big photo! This room is already mine!”

“Basic lowly woman! You've taken everything! I want to see if you're the next one who will be tumbal” muttered the mbok bellowed from behind the door.

The house was in a mess since the presence of the five women. E-cigarette smoke billows, pea skin litter everywhere and liquor bottles in every corner of the house. Workers are overwhelmed by the attitude of those who are too diligent to organize. This request was a big one, they also got rough treatment.

“The women that night had not even been married by the big master but treated us like animals.” whispered the workers.

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After entering the administration room to pay off the tuition, Mera and Meri gave the rest of the money in the bag to Mr. Tan. The man frowned, refusing after opening the contents.

“Sorry but this is too much non.”

“Thank you sir, all that is not enough because all this time the father guarded us from stepmother Via. We will never be able to return the favor of mr.” said Meri.

“Yes right, from our childhood to adulthood you always help and keep us” said Meri.

“Thanks a lot non. Thanks.”

Their next trip to Ika's house, both of them were impatient to return to the warm embrace of the mother. The yard of the house from the front looks unkempt, brick walkways covered with piles of dry leaves. Mera and Meri ran knocking on the door, a concern in their hearts given that it had been a month that her mother's number could not be reached.

Geck, tok, tok.

“Bu.”

An old woman opened the door while holding a broomstick in her right hand. He watched Mera and Meri from top to bottom until a woman from behind came out to welcome them.

“Who are the guests who came bi?”

“Mother!” mera and Meri.

They hugged Ika tightly until they cried. The longing for affection returned they felt after being separated for so long. Ika's face pale, thin body dry, her hair filled with gray hair, body shaking herded both into the house.

“Mother, is mom sick?” ask Mera.

“Mother is fine. You guys have eaten yet? Call Mr. Tan in to eat with us."

Ika treat Mr. Tan like a brother, he has been instrumental in helping to take care of his two children. Ika's heart was worried every day even when the turn of the year arrived asking in the heart who would be the fall of the next ex-husband's pesugian. Now his two children are back safely. They explain the chronology of all the problems from wal to end.

Ika decided that Mera and Meri would not return to the cursed house. The two obeyed Ika's words while Mr. Tan said goodbye and said goodbye.

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“What else will I cover and hide from you? you already know who I really am.”

Murga keeps asking Sandika to forget everything about her. Sandika dragged her body to hold the cold and rough legs when it was about to disappear. Half-dead he endured all the wounds and incisions from the attack of Rambe and Lina's spirit, blood dripping flaming in Murga's eyes. His figure still turned violent, Murga tried to hide until he bit his own hand.

The sound of the crack shifted Sandika's gaze. The man pushed Murga's body to stop hurting himself. Sandika consciously sucked the black blood Sandika who came out and threw it on the floor, until the wound out from between the cavities stopped coming out. She did not feel disgusted though, the figure of Murga pulling her hand in tears leaving the man.

“Murga! I'll look for you again!” call him.

His severe injuries were immediately handled by the family doctor of his late mother Aaron. After Aaron died, he had left all the needs and needs of Sandika in his right hand. Warid's first visit to meet Sandika, he stood on his right side carrying a basket of smiling fruits waving closeness as if they had known him for a very long time.

“Nak Sandika, meet me Warid. Old friend of the late Harun.”

Sandika returned her smile and her handshakes. The body was limp, the hanging needle was blocking his movement to get up. Warid forbade him to sit down or welcome his arrival. He asks to remain lying down listening to the story and his closeness to Aaron in the past.

Warid also tells the story of the Misty Lake. He and the regrets that haunted his entire life. Hearing all that, Sandika replayed every event behind the mystery in nature. Once he thought the ghost was Murga alone who disturbed or changed to be very good to make him tempted or deceived like the fate of his friends.

But after being saved repeatedly from death that lurks in the forest and foggy Lake, Sandika realizes the ghost of Murga is completely white love that always focused on her.

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Summer has changed, Warid and Sandika familiar until one day Sandika tells the figure of Murga. Warid pretends not to know, he makes it clear that he wants to join Sandika to complete the village development project.

Sandika's wounds have healed. Before going there, he bought a ring as a sign of his love and sincerity to make Murga his wife.

“Murga, even if we can't be together in this world. I keep making you my halal lover. I will always pray for you and look for where your real form is for me while I'm Sandika's inner”.

The preparation for this time feels a little different. His heart was a little anxious, in between his nightmares that carried over until he woke up. Sandika's dream last night was pursued by Murga's hideous-looking figure until her body was torn apart, flesh-blooded at***** was exhausted. Sandika sees herself drifting away inside the misty Lake.

Warid's call broke his daydream, the man smilingly waved Sandika immediately into the car.