Mystery of Coastal Village

Chapter 51. Finally Conscious

"That ... that ....!" Tata pointed at the woman with a trembling body and hands until she fell unconscious.

Everyone saw what Tata had pointed at in front of him. However, not seeing anything ahead there.

"What the hell was he really pointing at?" ask the curious Goddess.

"Yes I also can not see the Goddess Ma'am may be a scary supernatural creature that makes her faint," guessed Mr. Amir.

"Or maybe even the kuntilanak that he told me about earlier who kidnapped and brought himself into the grave" continued another.

"The word!" aldi shouted and people ran towards Aldi and helped Aldi to resuscitate Tata.

"Son Tata!" exclaims Bu Dewi while patting Tata's cheek. However, to no avail, Tata kept her eyes closed. He really fainted.

"Let's take Nak Aldi to Mr. Hasan's house and take him to his Tata!" mr. Amir's order considering that Mr. Hasan's house is the end of the house and closest to the burial ground compared to the houses of other residents.

Hearing the words of Mr. Amir, Aldi suddenly remembered the Princess. The man looked over and looked for the whereabouts of the girl.

"Sir, see Princess no?" Aldi's face turned even more worried. How not Tata has been found, but fainted while the Princess instead disappeared just like that.

"No Nak Al, don't think about the Princess Nak, she's a citizen here so it's impossible to get lost."

"Pak Amir was right, most Princess is already in his house. Let's take Tata straight to the Princess' house maybe she's already home."

"Alright come on Mom," said Aldi and immediately rushed to hold Tata and walked towards the direction where the Princess' house is located.

Everyone followed Aldi from behind.

It did not take long for their steps to reach the gate of Mr. Hasan's house because they walked with fast steps.

"Mom! Put, open the door!" yell Aldi from outside the fence. There is no answer from inside to make Aldi ketar-ketir afraid that the Princess has not come home since then. what would he say to Ms. Hasan if she asked about the whereabouts of her daughter that had been entrusted to her.

"Put open the gate!" Madam Dewi shouted while knocking on the fence padlock.

No, no, no.

"Mom!"

"Mom!"

The princess who had fallen asleep in her bedroom bed got up to hear the deafening screams of the people outside.

The princess then walked towards the window and uncovered the curtains, peering through the window of her room what had happened outside.

"Sir Aldi? He brought Mommy Tata here?" the Princess asked herself with a shocked expression. She then walked to the dresser and sat staring at the reflection of her face through the makeup glass, timidly her tears were still visible. Yes, the princess came home crying.

"Ah better I also have not before opening the door The girl went to the bathroom and washed her face with water after drying with a towel she immediately put the veil back then walked out of the house in a hurrygheshah.

"What's up?" ask the Princess when the scale reaches the gate of her house.

"May ride here yes Put," please Aldi.

The princess looked at Aldi's face then turned to look at Tata who was in the sling and then considered.

"Well let's go in" said the Princess as she opened the locked gate.

"Thank you," said Aldi while bringing Tata inside and put the girl's body on the mat where she had slept and had not been rolled up again by the Princess.

"Yes Put thanks in advance," said Aldi again. Unceasingly she thanked him because the Princess was too kind and too alert for a child of her age.

"Yes Brother." Tata immediately got up and rushed into the house. After obtaining the eucalyptus oil he immediately returned to Aldi's side.

"Can you help me throw this away?"

"This Put let the mother who dabbed eucalyptus oil," said Bu Dewi volunteered. The princess wanted to ask the other mother for help.

"This Mom, Princess if you'd like to make warm tea for Mbak Tata so that you'll be aware later Ma'am Tata can drink immediately."

"Yes Put go there."

The princess nodded and walked towards the kitchen. A while later carry a kettle and a few glasses on the tray.

"What do you make for Tata for everyone?" ask the Goddess of wonder.

"All ma'am, pity me too, these gentlemen have been trying so hard when no one was giving you a drink?"

"Thank you Neng Putri," said a father and immediately gave a code to his friends to immediately work on tea in the kettle.

All the fathers were busy chatting while drinking their tea.

"Are these mothers able to drink too?" ask a mother.

"Oh please Mom, the Princess is deliberately making in many portions to be enough for everyone" replied the Princess.

Mothers were enthusiastic and immediately poured tea into their respective glasses in turns.

"Why not sit down anyway?" the Princess protested to Mr. Amir and others who instead sat on the clean white pebbles. Indeed, Ms. Hasan and Putri took pebbles from the beach and put them in the yard so that their house is not too dirty with the soil during the rainy season.

"It's okay, my daughter, your home page is clean and our clothes are all covered in soil."

"It's okay sir to sit on the mat or if you don't want to at least sit on the floor don't be down like that."

"It's okay our Put boy would rather sit here" continued everyone seated in the Princess' courtyard.

If you say that, what can you do? The princess could only nod.

While others chat Aldi with Bu Dewi focus on trying to resuscitate Tata.

After a long unconscious also finally Tata moved his finger and worked his eyes.

"So she seems to want to be conscious." The princess looks enthusiastic. Although she does not like the closeness of Aldi and Tata, but the Princess is happy to see others survive the disaster. Moreover, he also realized that Tata first knew even familiar with Aldi and did not rule out the possibility that they also had a relationship that was more than a friend. So the Princess must be self-conscious.

"It looks like he's Put" Aldi said.

A few seconds later, Tata opened his eyes.

"So, he's conscious."

"He who?" tanya Tata pointed at the Princess.

Seriate.

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