The Inheritance and Leaning of the Headstone
Chapter 21 Where the letter is
Bu Jayan was shocked half to death to hear the words of her husband. So, it turns out that's the reason Mbah Karti's spirit, met him?
What should he do now?
There is a very great fear. But inwardly not willing to give such a treasure to its owner.
"What should we do sir? Let not our fate be like Alex and Sinta," Bu Jayan looked doubtfully at her husband.
"Let's think about how good you are, ma'am,"
A few days later, Mila met with Mr. Wito.
Mr. Wito was aware if in the past, Mbah Karti had land in Papringan village.
"Mil, the land letter in Papringan village is there at Mbah Karti's house?" ask Mr. Wito one afternoon.
"It looks like I've never seen the land letter sir. Does Mbah Karti have land there!"
"Yes Mil. It used to buy my brother who needed the money. Then, it means the letter is the same Mr. Jayan," said Mr. Wito.
"Can you sir? How'd it get there?"
"Because there is a size error, so the same Mbah Karti was handed over to pak Jayan to be taken care of,"
"What, lest...." Mila remembered the strange event.
"Is this not what makes the tombstone still tilted sir? Maybe because the letter has not been returned by Mr. Jayan, if so, Mila will be there to ask him,"
"Yes already, there's Mila. Try to ask, why Jayan secretly all this time, if not his right. Should be handed over soon,"
Mila then went to Jayan's house. Until there Mr. Jayan same Bu Jayan stone just go to smart people. And now is pouring water around his house so as not to be disturbed by supernatural beings.
"Excuse me,"
"Mila, what's wrong, please come in" said Bu Jayan.
Mila then entered and expressed her future purpose.
"If the matter of His head is tilted, why did you come here Mila? What's our relationship?" Ms. Jayan tried to hide the truth.
"I heard from Mr. Wito, the letter is still here, because Mbah Karti quoted Mr. Jayan to take care of the size of the sale and purchase letter" said Mila.
"Your conscience, the letter is in the hands of Mbah Karti. We don't hold it anymore. It's been returned a long time," said Mr. Jayan upset that Mila was pretentious.
"I'm sorry if I was wrong. It's just, Miss Warni left all her property to me. And I was confused, what else was lacking, because the tombstone was still tilted,"
"That's your business! You have got a lot of inheritance. Is it less?" That Jayan ma'am with Mila's luck.
"Yes, now you're talking about it. You will also be selling secretly!"
"Yes, ma'am, if there is no land letter here. Excuse me," said Mila who immediately left because she did not want to fight with the two of them.
His intention was to ask for the letter. Uh, even in a corner and got into a fight.
Mila came to Frans' house. Frans was playing guitar in front of his house.
While engrossed in singing drive away deserted. As soon as she saw Mila coming, she immediately stopped her guitar lines.
"Cock stop? Keep going. I again need entertainment," said Mila venting her feelings of regret to her future husband.
Frans only looked at her grim face as she continued her singing.
The song ended, he put down his guitar.
"What's wrong? How come his face's buckled like that?"
"I am from Pak Jayan's house," Mila then explained how she met Mr. Wito and the unlucky who belonged to Mbah Karti whose letter was handled by Mr. Jayan.
"Did you see the blue Papringan land letter at home?"
"Nothing at all. I just tidied up all the letters in the new closet" said Frans, who also kept his symbolic message.
His attitude is different to Alex and Sinta. They're not because of his greed.
"Ohh, so that's the cause, just wait. Over time it will also be proven where the letter is?"
"Let's go in!" take Frans to take Mila inside.
"I've asked the elder. We can get married next month. You pick her wedding dress and we're getting married. I can't stand being alone in this big house anymore" Frans sat next to Mila.
"What's!? How fast?"
"Not happy, but surprised. You really don't want to marry me?" Frans stared intensely at the face of the newly known girl.
"Yes, but, why? You said one more year?"
"I can't wait that long Mila. If you're here. I'm not lonely anymore. This house is huge. I need a friend" said Frans, who was tortured to live alone in Mbah Karti's house.
"But....."
"Mila already. Don't wear buts. Choose the wedding dress, how you're getting married. Then we announce it to the neighbors" Frans said after asking the elders of the village without Mila's knowledge.
