
Mila went to nyekar to the tomb of the Mbah Karti family. Only Mila goes there and prays for them. No brother from Mbah Karti came to nyekar.
It is the Mila who always clean their graves and sow flowers there.
"Cock still tilted? It should be straight," whispered Mila inwardly.
"Why the tombstone is still tilted. Didn't Mr. Alex and Ms. Sinta die. And all the land has been returned? Then what else makes them not calm in nature there?" muttered Mila while praying for the tranquility of Bah Karti's family.
Returning from the grave, Mila then went to Mbah Karti's house. He's going to see Frans.
"Mila, why don't you take me there? I'll come with you, shaykh of the tomb of Sewah," said Frans, who was afraid to go to the cemetery alone.
"There is something strange about Mbah Karti. Even though the land has been returned. Why is the tombstone still tilted. Though yesterday it has been set straight by the residents," said Mila confided in Frans, her fiance.
"You mean, have Mbah?"
"Three," Mila answered and took a broom.
"Why so dirty. Didn't you clean it?!" Mila saw the dirty floor.
"You're just Mila. I cape and sleepy," Frans replied.
"You're the one who occupied this house. Should I clean up?"
"Mila, please. You are my future wife. When you won't help me clean up. This part of the house is very large. How can I clean it up alone?"
Frans is the one who now occupies the house of Mbah Karti. And nothing strange happened, as long as he occupied it.
Mila will come during the day, helping Frans clean up Mbah Karti's spacious house, as he is his future wife Frans.
Neighbors who saw it became happy, because Mbah Karti and his family considered Mila the most entitled to his property.
Although she was only a maid, but all this time only Mila took care and cared about them. Because of this, Mbah Karti and Bu Warni, gave all their property to Mila.
"Jeng, it's good to be Mila. Not a son is not a brother, but can be inherited from Mbah Karti,"
"Don't ngiri jeng. That Mila, as long as Mbah Karti's family is alive. He takes care of them from health to sickness. And even when Miss Warni was sitting in the wheelchair. Who would it be if Mila didn't take care of it. Ambulance alone from town to village. It's only natural that Mbah Karti and Bu Warni feel Mila is more than a brother,"
Mila was done cleaning up and going home, but Frans holding her hand made Mila shocked.
"Where are you going?" frans asked holding Mila's wrist.
"home. It's over" replied Mila.
"Sit here first. In a hurry to go home. I'm alone. You're with me, aren't you?"
"We are not officially married. If I were the same you all day at home then there are neighbors who know, will be counted like-maxam. So slander," Mila let Frans' hand go.
Frans was disappointed. And let go of his grasp.
"Well, if you want to go home, then,"
"We're newly engaged, unmarried. I can't stay in your house for long" Mila said goodbye to Frans.
"Then, wait a minute. I'll just go to your house, not feel good at home," Frans got up and took the keys. He will lock Mbah Karti's house and go to Mila's house.
Mila and Frans walked. And while on the road, saw Mr. Wito carrying Mr. Jayan.
"Is that Jayan? Why in a car like that?"
"Where?" Frans looked for and finally saw Mr. Jayan passed out in a cradle by Mr. Wito.
"I'll help Mr. Wito," Frans then ran small and helped Mr. Wito carrying Mr. Jayan.
Mila walked behind them. Wanna know what's going on.
Arriving home, greeted by Mr. Jayan's wife who was shocked to see her husband fainted.
Mr. Wito then told me if he found Mr. Jayan in a hole and only his head was visible.
Jayan sir then siuman. Jayan told me what he was going through.
Frans and Mila looked at each other. Mr. Wito was also surprised to hear the story of Mr. Jayan.