The Bloody Covenant

Chapters 2.

...BLOODY AGREEMENT...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 3...

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“Do not, Den. Aden don't have that kind of taste. Aden and Mbok have no family or relationship whatsoever. Ndak should have Aden happen like that to the Mbok. Aden is a descendant of a respectable and highly respected family. While the Mbok, only an old maid who has nothing. Mbok is trying to stay patient and stay in this family, because Mbok does not have a place to leave this body. The Mbok family is all gone,“ said the Mbok lirih.

Ardy held the old woman's shoulder again. Raise it so that it can stand face to face. “Although between me and Mbok there is no blood relation, but from today, consider me as Mbok's own son or grandson, huh? And vice versa, I will consider this Mbok as my own mother or grandmother. How, Mbok?” ask Ardy sincerely and mean it.

The Mbok looked into the eyes of his employer's son. A drop of tears flowing down the cheek. I was so excited and happy to hear what Ardy said just now.

“Ardy is a replacement for the Mbok family that has died,“ said Ardy asserted.

Unable to resist the feeling of haru, the old woman immediately hugged Ardy tightly. A raucous sobbing rang out among the blue atmosphere that morning. “God is Great. There is always another way to achieve happiness. You have sent an angel of help today to the servant, O Lord,” muttered the Mbok.

“Let us be grateful for this gift He has given, Mbok.”

The Mbok nodded slowly. As they embrace, Mama and Nola appear at the kitchen door.

Seeing what Ardy and Mbok did, Mama was furious. “Yes God! What are you guys doing?”

Ardy and the Mbok simultaneously released his embrace.

“I'm sorry, Mistress. I .... “ the Frightened Mbok.

“You're crazy, huh, Ardy? Early in the morning cuddling with the Old Bangka? Are you out of your mind?” mama asked in a cynical and mocking tone. “Do not insult the Mbok, Ma,” replied Ardy slowly trying to be patient.

“Shut up! Heh, rotten woman! Are you not sane anymore, huh? Already old bangka but still looking young leaves!”

“Stop, Ma.”

“Mama said you shut up, Ardy! What use, anyway, has the jerk's maid given you the same?  Until you fall in love with her?” Mama approached Ardy and the Mbok.

“Don't hurt the Mbok, Ma. Poor.” Ardy's trying to get in the way.

“True, yes, my guess. Turns out you have indeed been exposed to the use of this lewd shaman old woman?”

“No, Ma. Si Mbok is not that kind of person.“

“Get you aside, Ardy! Let Mama beat this old bangka!” Mama pushes Ardy in the way of Mbok, but the boy keeps trying to protect her. “Do not, Ma. If you want to hurt the Mbok, you better hit Ardy. Or if you need to kill Ardy, Ma!” yelling Ardy made Mama dumbfounded with the boy's words.

“Aware of you, huh? What makes you dare to defend him and oppose Mama?” mama asked furiously while gripping Ardy's collar.

Nola pulled Mama's clothes that had begun to flutter. “Don't hurt Ardy, Ma!”

Mama let go of her grip. “Good! If you really want it to be. It's been a long time since I've wanted to get rid of you from this house, Son of Haram!” snapped Mama in front of Ardy's face. The young man was shocked to hear his mother's words just now. What's more, Mbok.

“Do not, Mistress. Don't hurt Den Ardy. Please do it with me, madam. All this is my fault!” shouted the Mbok while struggling to kiss the feet of his master.

How savage!

“Yes, God! What has Mama done?” Ardy's hunting Mbok's body.

“Mama!“ nola screams unconsciously, looking at the incident while covering her open mouth with a palm.

Mama throws her mouth. “Good! For this pervert shaman has apparently possessed this bastard child! That way, now I have a good reason to finish you both off, Sinner Man!” mama laughed strangely.

Nola screamed in fear and immediately ran to call Papa.

Mom took a kitchen knife. Then he was shaken along with a loud laugh. Like being possessed by a shethan. Ardy and Mbok retreated in fear. “Don't do that, Ma! Aware!“ yelled Ardy reminded.

Mama's laughter was getting louder.

Along with that, Papa appears with Nola. “Hold, Ma! Stop that stupid thing!” exclaim Papa lantang. Nola took refuge behind Papa's body in fear.

“Let me finish off these sinners! Do not let them live on this earth! Ha .. ha .. ha .... “

“Stop!”

Mom turned towards Papa. The kitchen knife that was to be used to finish off Ardy and the Mbok, now switch swinging quickly stuck in Papa's stomach. Blood splashed out violently. “Mama! Don't!” ardy's screaming hunting down his mother's body.

At the same time, Mama's hand first hit Ardy's face hard. The young man's body crashed into the end of the kitchen wall. Blood also soaked all over the body from a gaping wound on the headstone.

“Den Ardy!” yelled the raucous Mbok.

“No! No!”

Ardy tried to reach Mama's hand, begging to stop her actions immediately.

“Den.“

“No, Ma! No!”

Ardy kept shouting like an infidelity man. While the Mbok, slowly, trying to approach the body of his master's child is increasingly weakened. “Den Ardy's. Conscious, Den.” The Mbok patted Ardy's cheek.

Ardy opened his eyes. “Blood ... blood ... my head is bleeding, Mbok!” Holding his head and looking at his palm. “Blood ... where is the blood?"

The Mbok was astonished. “What blood, Den? Aden is nothing, really. Maybe Aden dream?” said the Mbok trying to resuscitate.

“Dreams? Oh, thank goodness. But was it really just a dream? Not possible!“ Ardy looked around.  “Astaghfirullah .. I'm bad luck! No shabuh prayers!”

His heart was relieved because the incident was just a sleeping flower. The young man's body was sweating.

“What time is it, Mbok?” asked Ardy turned to look at the old woman who had just watched with a smile. “Jam six in the morning, Den,” replied the Mbok.

Again he smiled. Make Ardy's bed. While his employer's son immediately went to the bathroom.

“Ardy is up, Mbok?” ms. Amanda asked as the maid passed through the living room, where she was sitting reading the morning newspaper. “Already, Mistress. Den Ardy is taking a shower,” replied the Mbok.

“Ya, already. Please prepare breakfast for the children, yes, Mbok?” ms. Amanda said back without seeing the figure of her old maid. “Good, Mistress,” replied the Mbok passed to the kitchen.

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