Return my Baby Finger!!!

The First Night Care

The three of them immediately rushed to the public cemetery of Krajan village.A late night for the villagers made the atmosphere feel gripping, coupled with the death of Ningsih which was a little unnatural for the villagers. Although Ningsih was sick for a long time, but residents are sure that Ningsih's illness was because it was worked by someone aka strung.

“ Sir, why have I never seen Suryono? Though he's free for a week, right?.” Rusman asked as they laid mats on the edge of Ningsih's tomb.

“ Biasa, maybe he lives at Mbah Sirto's house. Since he was free, he had a constant quarrel with Rista. Just last time I wanted to send Mr. Lurah to sleep, they were still fighting. Suryono get out of my house see.” Replied Mr. RT who had seen the quarrel when he wanted to take Mr. Lurah to serve Ningsih's house.

“ I'm also surprised by him, sir. How can ndak kapok-kapok be a thief? Not once, but twice he did. I hear now he's got a red letter from Kapolsek, so if he gets caught again he'll be shot dead.” Said Rusman who was surprised by the behavior of Suryono and also the law in his own country.

“ Yes too... but good, even though he works with a thief he never steals in his own village. At that time I asked him, it turns out he could not bear to steal in this village because the average citizen here lives a difficult and destitute life. HAHAHA.” Jamil said that made RT and Rusman laugh.

Their laughter was instantly silent, when they heard the voice of the woman who was also laughing amidst their laughter. They looked at each other while closing their mouths, while condemning his stupidity that laughed loudly in the middle of the tomb as it is today.

“ You heard?.” Ask Jamil when the atmosphere is back. Only the sound of crickets accompanied them and sounded quite loud.

“ Sutttt. Mending you guys drink coffee and try this snack I just bought.” Replied Mr. RT while presenting the goods he brought to Jamil and Rusman.

The two of them were reluctant to ask again, when they heard Mr. RT's answer. They can only drink coffee and eat snacks brought, because if you want to talk suddenly at sahuti by the tomb waiter.

“ How can I not be given anyway, Mas? HIHIHIHIHI.” Asked a woman accompanied by a giggling voice that was quite frightening.

The three of them who heard the voice, could only wander in search of the origin of the voice. Jamil who was more timid than his two friends immediately gulped with a paled face. He hopes the invisible creature stops disturbing those who are carrying out the duties of the state.

“ How confused, Mom? I'm here.” Said the woman again, with a cold tone different from the voice that sounded coquettish.

“Who is it, Mr RT?.” Tanya Rusman and Jamil who were both compact directly hugged her Rt arm.

“ Wes Toh. WHOEVER YOU ARE PLEASE DON'T INTERFERE!!! BECAUSE HERE WE JUST WANT TO KEEP OUR BROTHER!!!.” Said Mr. RT who had to defeat his fear as hard as he could see the two citizens were no longer expected.

“ HIHIHIHII...HIHIHIHIHI..”.

The three of them who heard that voice, immediately embraced each other tightly. The sound of laughter that seemed to sound far away, became increasingly deafening.

“ He said if the sound is far... means.....”.

“ Ghosts near yes, Mas?.” Said the woman who immediately interrupted Jamil's words.

Jamil who felt the smell of carcasses mixed with camphor beside him, immediately tightened his embrace to Mr. RT.

“ You Why After all, Mil? I'm short of breath you hug very tightly.” Said Mr. RT who felt uncomfortable and short of breath in a tight hug so by Jamil.

“ Mr RT and Rusman did not hear Toh? There was a woman who mocked my words.” Replied Jamil who increasingly tightly embraced his RT.

“ Said Mas Jamil, if his voice Far means his ghost near Mas. Yes, Mas Jamil?.” The pale-faced woman's heart and the completely blackened eye bags, which were suddenly in front of Mr. RT.

Jamil and Rusman who saw the woman's form, immediately shouted and released their hugs on Mr. RT's arm. They both ran away from the ridge leaving Mr. RT who could only be astonished to see the departure of the two citizens. Rusman and Jamil continued to run away from Mr. RT alone in the middle of the tomb, until they did not realize that they were running without sandals.

“ They why? What the hell did he see? It would have to settle this alone right.” Mr. Omel RT who rushed to roll the plastic where they were sitting earlier.

“ Where are you going, Mr RT? How do you want to go home?.” Ask the woman.

“ Yes want to go home, anyway.... No way, I have to keep it alone here.” Said Mr. RT who was still mumbling and nagging.

“ Want me to Temenin Ndak? HIHIHI..” Ask the woman again who this time was accompanied by her typical laughter.

Mr. RT who was aware of who he was talking to earlier, immediately turned his head. Looks pale face and long dreadlocks were smiling sweetly towards Mr. RT. The smell of carcass and camphor pierced the nose of Mr. RT.

Let alone to run from that place, to move his legs now just difficult. His body seemed stiff, the woman who was often called kuntilanak just kept smiling at him.

“ Piss Yes Mr RT?.” Ask the flirtatious kuntilanak while bringing his face closer when the RT whose pants look wet by running water.

Because it is not strong to be constantly disturbed by the Ghost, eventually the RT lost consciousness. He fainted right next to Ningsih's still-wet tomb.

Another with Mr. RT, Jamil and Rusman immediately ran towards Jamil's house which was closer than the others. They immediately banged on the door of Jamil's house.

“ What's up, Sir? Kok until gedor-gedor midnight door like this.” Said the Wife who was upset her sleep was disturbed.

“ Exist... Han.....” They had not spoken yet, they were both unconscious. Either because of excessive fear or fatigue from running too fast.

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The next day, residents were shocked by the discovery of Mr. RT who collapsed at the cemetery with a body odor that smells pessimistic. Especially coupled with the story of Sri whose husband and Rusman also fainted when returning home.

“ How are things, Mr RT, Jamil and Rusman?.” Ask Rista who was choosing vegetables in front of her.

“ Everything is not papa, it's just still Shock. Maybe the ghost is too beautiful to make them can not forget.” Answer the vegetable merchant who was immediately rewarded with laughter Mothers who were gathering shopping for vegetables merchandise.

“ What do not Ningsih yes, which became kuntilanak?.” Asked one of the Mothers who immediately got a sharp gaze from Rista.

“ If you make news do not overdo it, Mom. Later patengin, even kapok again.” replied Rista who immediately sauntered away. he was upset when someone badmouthing his dead friend.