SUKMA: The Deal With the Devil

Arisan

Day is up. Farah canceled her boarding house at home. One of his friends suggested holding a meeting at a five-star hotel. However, the beautiful woman did not rush to agree, given Arini's presence in her home.

"If you want to go, go ahead. After all, Auntie will also go to Sumedang to visit the villa there," said Arini.

"Oh, so it's not good like this Auntie. If only the maid hadn't soiled the sofa, they would have stopped by here" Farah said. "Oh, yes, mending Aunt come with me to get together. How's it? Aunt wants to, right?"

"No, ah, next time. You see, Tante still has business in Sumedang. Oya, what time are you leaving?"

"A minute, Auntie. Two dozen hours."

"Then, you get ready first."

"Good, Aunt. Excuse me, yeah."

Farah rushed to the room to prepare the clothes she would wear in a meeting with her friends. Meanwhile, Arini moved from her seat. He walked towards the back yard.

From near the pool, it appears that Mr. Risman is cutting vines that have been quite bubbling. Arranged plants that look neat and comfortable to the eye. Arini, who was looking at the middle-aged man from afar, was still disturbed by Bu Inah's words while dropping off Sukma at school. He also ventured to find out something that experienced Mr. Risman's daughter.

With quick steps, the old woman approached Mr. Risman. His presence there made the middle-aged man shocked.

"Eh, Miss Arini. What the hell are you here for?" asked Mr. Risman smiling knot.

"I want to ask you something."

Mr. Risman nodded.

"On your son. I wonder, why did she know my sister and my family home? Your wife said Sukma had been missing for seven days. Is it true?"

"It's true, Mom. But ...."

"But what, sir?"

"About Sukma knowing your brother and family, I don't know in full."

"Oh, yeah."

"Ah, you better not think about my son's words. He really likes that. He likes to slur." By the way."

Hearing the words of Mr. Risman and Ms. Inah, Arini's heart was slightly relieved. At least, both of Sukma's parents did not believe the incident their daughter had experienced during her disappearance. Concerns about the revelation of his true identity slowly faded after believing that no one believed Sukma's words.

"Then, excuse me. Thank you for the information, yes," Arini said goodbye.

Mr. Risman just nodded, then continued his work. Meanwhile, in the family room, Arini accidentally crosses paths with Farah. His behavior suddenly wavered, realizing that the nephew was looking at him in wonder.

"Where's aunt coming out?" ask Farah.

"T-Attante ... Auntie has seen your house. Now much has changed, yes," replied Arini stammering slightly.

"Yes, Aunt. I happen to get bored easily, so I like to change the style of the layout."

"But it's getting better, you know."

"Ah, this aunt could have been," said Farah giggling while patting Arini's shoulder. "Aunty's leaving now with me?"

Arini nodded. Both of them walked towards the house. Arini looked back occasionally. His mind was again disturbed by the words of Sukma. He hoped that the little girl would never reveal again about her past story, given that it had been kept secret for many years.

...****************...

A group of women were engrossed in chatting in the restaurant area of the five-star hotel. One of them showed off a brand new bag. Not to forget, he also mentioned the price and where to buy it. Of course some of his friends seemed jealous of his ability to buy expensive limited edition items.

In the middle of their conversation, Farah came while carrying a new handbag she bought the other day. Alexis-a close friend of Farah-standing welcomes the presence of her best friend in the midst of a group of socialite women. Hugged the friend, then smiled knot.

"Where are you going, Farah? How new come dateng?" asked Alexis to take off her arms.

"So morning my aunt came. That's why I'm a little late coming here" Farah explained.

"Your aunt? Aunt Arini, isn't she?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why didn't you bring it here? It must be fun to have a conversation with him."

"No. He went straight to Sumedang to check the villa, so he could not come here."

Next, Farah greeted the other friends, then kissed their right and left cheeks one by one. However, there was one person who refused to greet Farah. She is none other than the woman who just showed off a new bag, her name is Ratna. Really, ever since Ratna joined the circle of socialite women, Farah has been very unhappy. How not? His behavior that always shows off luxury goods, makes Farah disgusted.

This time, Farah only glared for a bit at Ratna, then glared. He then sat down beside Alexis, without looking at the woman who was labeled as 'new rich man' by him.

"Yes, Farah. How's your husband's business? Still smooth?" ask one of Farah's friends who is sitting next to Alexis.

"still. Why anyway? My husband is good at taking care of the company" Farah replied casually.

"Thank God then. You see, yesterday I was horrified by the textile factory led by your husband deserted orders. Not only that, some employees there are also fired," explained Farah's friend without hesitation.

"Ah, you're mostly a hoax. Don't hear the news on the outside that is not clear, huh. I know better than anyone else" Farah denied, not wanting her pride to fall in front of other friends, especially Ratna.

"What's the problem with going bankrupt? Isn't every effort going up and down?" ratna said suddenly.

Hearing Ratna's words, some of Farah's friends agreed. Farah who did not accept Ratna's words also glanced and smiled at the left corner of her lips.

"Well, what a rich man knows about business" he said, taking a menu book and crossing his legs. "They just want to talk, but do not know the ins and outs of the business like how. You hick!"

Farah's friends laughed at the woman's spicy words. To them, the innuendo Hilman's wife uttered was a joke. Alexis embraced Farah's shoulder while chuckling.

"You like to joke, yes" Alexis said.

"of course. I was funny a long time ago too. That's why I love my husband."

"Come, let's start the show now!" farah was impatient.

A group of socialite women also issued ten pieces of money hundreds of thousands of rupiah. They gave it to Alexis, the show's owner. After all the money was collected, the Indo-American crossbred woman took a small jar containing sheets of the names of arisan participants who had been rolled out of her bag.

The rich ladies looked curious about the arisan winner today. Alexis shuffled the jar long enough, making the participants even more impatient. Shortly thereafter, he tried to pull out a piece of paper from the hole of the jar lid.

Finally a piece of paper came out. Slowly, Alexis opened the paper, then held it in her chest. The behavior of the half-boule woman increasingly makes arisan participants anxious, especially Farah.

"Oh, come on, Alexis! Say it! Who's the winner this time?" gerutu Farah's gnarled.

Alexis circulated her gaze to all the women who were nearby with a knotty smile. After staring at his friends one by one, Alexis' eyes finally fell on Farah. For a long time he looked at his best friend, until he finally began to reveal the answer.

"Farah, congratulations! You're the winner today" Alexis said, handing Farah some money.

"Really, Alexis? I'm the winner?" asked Farah in disbelief.

Alexis nodded and showed me a small piece of paper in her hand. "Yes, Farah. You're the winner."

How happy Farah was when she saw her name come out as a participant who got the arisan. Without a doubt, he received money from Alexis with a bare face. His other friends applauded and congratulated Farah. No exception Ratna, who was also happy with Farah's luck today.

"Well, congratulations, Farah. Finally you can too" said Ratna, smiling widely.

"Thank you," Farah replied in a paused tone. "Hopefully next month you win, yeah. The new rich, right, need a donation to buy luxury goods."

Ratna smiled bitterly at Farah's insults that so pierced her heart. Meanwhile, the other arisan participants seemed indifferent to the sharp words Farah addressed to Ranta. They seemed to be casually joking, telling her about her business and personal experiences of traveling abroad.

The socialite women talked for a long time. Not really, the day went by so quickly. Farah looked at her watch. It was half-four already. He said goodbye to his friends, leaving small kisses on the left and right cheeks. But still, he did not want to say goodbye to Ratna.

After Farah left, the other socialite women talked again. Ratna still looked blankly at Farah leaving. His heart was already sick, but his eyes were reluctant to pour out sorrow. Instead of crying, she puts a smile on the corner of her left lip.

...****************...

Farah's journey from the hotel to her home was not long. In about half an hour, he had arrived at the yard. For some reason, his shoulders felt heavy after coming home from the hotel. While getting out of the car, he stomped his shoulders.

From the front porch of Hilman's house, it appears Atikah is running small following Sukma who escorted him to go teaching. Farah who saw the arrival of the two of them, quickly put on a sour face and was reluctant to greet the two daughters of the maid. He actually walked very fast, until his steps were stopped by Sukma who suddenly held his hand.

"Ish .. You hold my hand. Go there!" hardik Farah, let go of Sukma's grasp violently.

"Aunty, Aunt ... Where'd aunt take moyet? The monkey gedeee. Aunt's out of the zoo, huh?" sukma asked as she looked up, looking at Farah.

"Have a son! Aunty's out of the hotel, not the zoo. Never mind, go there quickly! Don't bother me!"

Seeing the anger on Farah's face, Atikah immediately held Sukma's hand.

"I'm sorry my sister, Auntie. My sister-"

"Hurry you guys out of here! I don't want to hear any excuses from you guys" Farah snapped in annoyance.

Without replying to Farah's words, Atikah immediately brought Sukma out of Hilman's residence. Sukma who is still curious, occasionally look back. For God's sake, the little girl could see a large, bushy black ape hanging from Farah's body. Not only that, he also realized the ape on Farah's back was grinning towards him, showing his long, pointed canines.

Before walking far enough away from Hilman's residence, Sukma glanced at the older brother. Atikah looked back at her sister, then raised her chin as if hinting at a question.

"Not seen that? There's a really gedeee monkey on Aunt Farah's body, you know!"

Atikah shook her head while frowning. "No. I don't see anything, though. Just look at Aunt Farah."

"Duely, don't see? Though the monkey looked at us, loh, Tea! He's smirking at me!" sukma was convincing.

"Ah, you're mostly bouncing! I don't see any monkeys in Aunt Farah's body. Okay, now we're walking the road. You look like you've had a bad time going to the mosque" Atikah grumbled.

"That's it, Teteh mah. Why, anyway, every time I see something like that, Teteh, Mother, you never want to know? I never lied, you know. Maurin really exists, but you don't see. Aunt Farida is not a lie, but you still do not believe me. Kesel deh," Sukma cerocos while frowning, pursed his tiny lips.

"Well, what else, Dek? We never knew what Dedek saw. We know that you are a prostitute. Especially since you've been missing for a week, you're getting weird. Her hair was suddenly long, disheveled. Your skin too, why is it so pale, anyway? Wonder, deh."

"Kok Teteh so badger me, anyway? I'm like this because of Aunt Farida. He's pulling my legs all over, so my hair is long, my skin is white like this."

"Here you go, it's up to Dedek. Teteh sure, surely you have been made into trial materials similar to a professor."

"Professor? What is the professor?" Sukma frowned while scratching the back of his head.

"The professor is a grandfather who likes to wear glasses, which in his room a lot of smoky bottles that way."

Hearing Atikah's explanation, Sukma increasingly did not understand the figure of the professor in question. He only understood that his legs had been pulled by a creepy woman until his appearance changed when he came out of the ancient house. Sukma looked cynically at Atikah.

"Why are you concerned about that kind of thing?"

"Well, now the straying Tete. Dedek never met with grandparents wearing glasses, let alone enter a room that many smoky bottles. Dedek is Aunt Farida. That's it."

"It's up to you, huh."

Both continued their journey to the mosque. Sukma was tired of explaining everything he experienced to Atikah. He is upset if his opinion continues to be disputed by his brother.

Meanwhile, Atikah who had been trying to refute Sukma's words, secretly believed all the events experienced by his sister. His experience of confronting Susan who was about to kill him in the middle of the night, has proven that there is something strange about Sukma. Nevertheless, Atikah tried to obey Bu Inah so as not to always think about the peculiarities for the peculiarities experienced by Sukma. After all, according to her mother, Atikah would never understand any of that.

Not felt, they had almost reached the intended mosque. When about to enter the mosque area, Atikah accidentally saw Arini get out of the car across the street. For a moment he was stunned, until he patted his sister's shoulder.

"Dek, look! It's like the grandmothers who went with Aunt Farah this afternoon. Didn't he go to ... where was he? Ah, yes, to Sumedang," Atikah said as she pointed at the old woman across the street.

"He's lying, Tea. He met his family, very long."

"Oh." Atikah. "Where does his family live?"

"In the grave."