NYI TWINS TRIBUTE

Trance

"He must die, he must die."

Riani kept saying the same thing over and over again while strangling herself. Both of his eyes were white without eyeballs, creepy.

"Please! Release him! He's not wrong!" Nindira tries to open both hands of Riani who keeps strangling her own neck.

But Riani just chuckled, the longer the louder it sounded.

"KNOW WHAT YOU ARE?!"

The sound of Bhanu's motorbike was heard softly as there were many voices currently being heard. The door of the room opened and when looking back, it was Diffi who came.

"Where's Bhanu?" nindira asked, her eyes looking towards the back of Difki.

"Not here, he just finished the study."

Nindira grunts sebal. It turns out that the sound of the motorcycle he heard earlier belonged to Difki. "Help me dong, very strong Riani."

Difki also tried to prevent Riani clutching her own neck. True what Nindira said, Riani's energy is quite strong.

"We take it to bring it, let it be under everything."

"How'd it go?"

"Udah ... slowly," said Nindira sure. "Come on, help me out."

Riani was led to walk down, Sella seemed to have calmed down with tears coming out of the corner of her eyes, while Rita sat on the sofa not far from Sella and still combed with both hands and giggled laughs that sounded very creepy.

"He's possessed too?" ask Mr. Abdul who saw the arrival of Nindira and Difki who brought Riani.

Nindira nodded her head.

"A little while ustadz and some of the citizens come, it might be more helpful."

Seeing from the look on the face of Mr. Abdul, he was also worried, especially his daughter was also possessed. It was just that from his tone of voice could be heard if he tried to remain calm.

The sound of the motorcycle was heard again, Riani was very sure if the one who came this time was none other than her brother Bhanu.

"Assalamualaikum" said Bhanu at the door. His eyes looked around and found some people in the living room. At that moment he knew what was going on. "Astaghfirullahal'adzim."

The arrival of Bhanu seemed to be a breath of fresh air for all of them. Bayu began to read the verses in the Qur'an beginning with Surah Al-Fatiha.

Both Sella, Rita and Riani all reacted, the three of them shouting in pain.

While Mr. Abdul, Nindira and also Difki helped Bhanu. All three are on standby if Bhanu needs.

"Assalamualaik."

Looking towards the entrance, there was a man and a woman in closed clothes. Mr. Abdul got up from his seat and welcomed their arrival.

"Please, Mr. Ustadz."

The arrival of Father and Mother Ustadz greatly helped Bhanu in this healing process. Moreover, some residents also helped recite the holy verse in each room in the house Riani.

This process lasted until eight p.m. Bhanu finished her reading.

"What's his name?" the question was directed to Mr. Abdul.

"Sella" replied Abdul immediately.

"Sella ... Mother ... Ruby ...."

The three of them just woke up from sleep, looking to the right and left confused because there were many people in his house.

"What's this a real race?" ask Sella while frowning.

"Drink first, son." Mr. Abdul gave a warm sweet tea that had been made by one of the neighbors to Sella, then Rita and also Riani.

The three sipped the tea slowly. The three of them still looked confused, moreover there were some people they did not recognize.

"Just rest, son. I'd like to speak to Mr. Ustadz with Mr. Ustadz."

While Mr. Abdul moved from his seat, he approached the two ustadz who turned out to be a married couple.

"Sir, ma'am, can you come with me ahead?"

They walked towards the terrace of the house.

"Thank you very much for your help, sir, Mom."

"Together, but this house should be used often to worship it should."

"Ehm .. later let me talk to the owner. Thanks for the input, sir, Mom."

"Together." Bu Ustadz this time chimed in. "I'm the same old man, Mr. Abdul. There are also many people who have also won Rita and Mba Riani."

"This ...." Mr. Abdul reached into his pocket, taking something he had prepared. "There is little sustenance for Father and Mother."

"Oh, don't bother, sir." Mr. Ustadz refused to accept.

"No papa, sir. Thank you so much for helping me with Rita's mother's family."

"Most of this, sir. Just one."

"No papa, sir. Make Mr. Ustadz the same as Bu Ustadzah."

"No need, sir, just one. This is me turning the other. Thank you, sir, I'm the same old mom." Mr. Ustadz immediately took his wife's hand away from Rita's house.

"Thank you very much, sir." Abdul shouted a little.

Meanwhile, at the same time, some residents also came home because it was night. Inside the house only Sella, Rita, Riani, Difki, Nindira and also Bhanu because Pak Abdul is still on the terrace.

"What's the matter, Ri?" Nindira began to ask, her eyes turning towards Sella. "You hid Riani from me, didn't you?!"

"Huh?" Sella looked surprised. "E-no that." He looked towards Riani.

"I asked him to cover everything up" said Riani.

"But why do you have to do all this, Ri?!" asked Nindira once again, the question on the terrace this afternoon had not been answered by Riani.

Riani lowered her head, again she hesitated to say it.

All pairs of eyes looked towards him, there was no longer any chance to hide anything he felt.

"I-I'm .. pregnant."

"WHAT?!"

Nindira and Difki sound almost simultaneously. The two looked at each other.

What Nindira felt seemed to be true. Difki likes Riani, not her.

Their eyes met for a moment. Diffi's eyes clearly exuded disappointment.

Sella nodded, unable to say anything. Not with Rita.

"Riani is pregnant with Bayu's child" Rita said with pride. "The next month they're married."

"MOTHER!" riani snapped, this was the first time she had snapped at her mother and in front of others.

A while later, Riani felt regretful, she shouldn't have done that. Looking around, all pairs of eyes turned out to be on him.

Riani felt her chest tight withholding tears. Unable to hold it any longer, Riani moved up and went to the room.

"Riani ...." Nindira tried to stop him.

However, he himself is stopped by Sella. Sella's hand held Nindira's arm tightly. He shook his head. "Let him alone, he needs time for that."

"But he's also-"

"I know, but he also needs some alone time. When it calms down, he'll talk to me or you. That's how he is, I knew him from a long time ago, since childhood," Sella cut up who then said softly. "Maybe getting married is the best path for her and her mother."