Old Virgin Santet

Ayu Laksmi's...

Two days later…

Mudin went to the river to fish as usual. The man's hook was finally interested also the fish sign was concerned but unfortunately, when he pulled the hook was precisely the woman's clothes that were stuck. Mudin wondered about whose clothes then the voice of a woman was heard calling someone.

“Kang, please it's my clothes carried by water.”

“Kang, please!” Mudin took the clothes and turned around.

His eyes were round when he saw who the melodious sounding figure of the medayu-dayu. Moreover, the body was wet in the water with two hands closing the top. Mudin gulped his saliva hard. He who is still affected by the influence of witchcraft from Laras was dark in the eyes and then approached the woman who was none other than Larasati himself.

The woman looked down embarrassed but not with Mudin. The man dared to pull the waist of the old virgin then brought Laras to the big rocks that were there.

“Kang,-“ a full sigh comes out of Larasati's mouth.

Mudin dark eyes, he wanted to attack Larasati but the beautiful mouth of Laras full of study was able to make Mudin helpless. The man seemed to lose himself then turned cold while staring at the bead of Laras eyes.

“Kang, Widya is me! Meet and fuck him!”

After giving a whisper that resembled an order, Mudin left the hook. The man hurriedly went to the house of Soleh's parents where Soleh and Widya live now. Mudin arrived an hour later on foot. Soleh had gone with his father.

Tok.dok…

“Excuse me!” udin.

Widya came out from inside the room while holding her growing belly. Her first child had already gone to the garden with her mother-in-law.

“Kang Mudin, are you here?” ask Widya astonished.

“Hem, can I come in?”

“Please!” widya answered without suspicion.

When the girl turned around, Mudin ambushed her and then sputtered the pregnant woman. Once satisfied, Mudin leaves the house while Widya cries alone to see Mudin's back out of her house. Widya doubts if she should tell Soleh about Mudin's behavior but she also fears that Soleh will refuse and divorce her. Widya did not want to lose her current residence and husband.

In the afternoon, Sandy went home as usual. No signs or strangeness were created. Widya chose to keep it to herself. In the evening, when Soleh touched Widya, his wife's mouth called Mudin's name to make Soleh angry and dragged his wife out of the room. Soleh also slapped his wife's face many times while Widya began to wake up and she cried.

“I miss you again Kang Mudin.”

Widya's words rang in Soleh's ears until the next day the man immediately met Mudin with Widya and some villagers. Everyone was astonished to see Widya's behavior as soon as Mudin came home from the river. The woman immediately ran to hug Mudin making the man wonder then pushed Widya hard until she fell to the ground.

“Why are you hugging me? You are a married woman.” Hardik Mudin who has been aware of the influence of the santet Larasati.

People are getting confused, “Alah, just say that you really like my wife. No need to play like this. Already no era,” selap Soleh half mocking.

“Kang, we have promised to live together and have two children. I don't want to be Kang Soleh's wife anymore. He can't serve me in my room. I was never satisfied with him. His weapon is crooked and easily lackluster. Kang, come! We married and lived together.” Widya's whimper was like lightning that was striking Soleh.

In front of the residents, Widya loudly said her weakness in the bed that indirectly had underestimated her. Soleh approached Widya, “What did you say? So you've been dissatisfied with me all this time? Then whose child is in your stomach, Wid?” sotham to his wife.

“Kang, I swear I didn't do anything to your wife. I dare not be rude to you. Maybe we're the same because in that bamboo forest,-“

“Already Mudin. I believe in you but not my wife! He is just like a poisonous snake that has a dangerous poison.” Soleh cuts Widya's speech.

Mudin's sincere attitude led Soleh to melt until finally believing in the man. Later that night, Soleh divorces Widya and evicts her from her parents' house. Villagers also expelled Widya because it was considered contemptible.

“Women get married but instead tease her husband's friend. Very disgusting!”

The sneers of the village women stared cynically at Widya. “Kang, don't divorce me! I don't have a place to live anymore. My village has kicked us out. Now you're driving me out of your village. Where am I going, Kang? What about the child in my womb? He's your son, Kang!” Raung Widya did not manage to shake the heart of Soleh who was enveloped in the flames of anger.

Residents dragged the pregnant Widya out of the village. They also kept watch so that the woman would no longer enter the village. While holding her crying child, Widya walked aimlessly.

“Buk, why did you expel us?”

“Bapak no longer love us again yes, Buk?”

Widya chose silence. He did not know what to answer the child's question. The pregnant woman's legs went further and further away from the village. While Soleh returned home to rest while calming down. The man tried to close it off and Larasati's face suddenly appeared, making Soleh open his eyes again.

Soleh's ears seemed to hear Larasati calling his name. The man got out of his sleep and went out of the house. Soleh walked out of the house following Larasati's voice. Even he did not care about the people of the village who were still passing by on the street. People began to think that Soleh regretted expelling his wife.

Soleh's footsteps stopped at a house owned by Ayu Laksmi, a flower widow in the village. Soleh tapped three times and the widow's face immediately appeared complete with her sweet smile. The woman's forehead creased to look at Soleh suddenly, the man in front of her immediately pushed the widow's body into the house and closed the door. The unique sounds from inside the house made the residents who passed by stunned because they knew, the widow of flowers will soon be hosted by Mr. Jarwo from Maneh Village.

“We'd better report Mr. Jarwo!”

“Do not like to interfere! Let's just!”

That night, the nosy villagers chose to peek out from behind the slit of the widow's wall. They drooled while holding weapons each seeing how fierce the fight between the widow and the widower was on the bed.

While in different places, Mr. Jarwo is also no less passionate about seeing pregnant women who he thinks are very sexy.

“Come in! You can stay in this house as old as possible!”

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