The Love of the Duda

TCSD 160: Snake Trap

One step....

Two steps....

Three steps....

Grubuck... Grubuck... Grubukk....!!!

The swing of the footsteps of the woman who intended to take a drink in the kitchen was momentarily stopped when her sense of hearing caught the sound waves of an object falling in the backyard. Intention of the heart to take water in the kitchen as soon as he paled and chose to turn around the body. He tried to approach the source of the direction of the sound.

Meow .. Meow... Meow...

"Geez, it turns out you guys who made this clothes clothes clothesline collapse to fall like this?"

Both eyes Mara stared fixed two white cats that were running around. I don't know where the cat came from but it looks like the male is making an approach to the female.

"Hey male cat! If you want to approach this beautiful cat must be calm down, do not be impressed in such a hurry. Look, this beauty is scared, isn't she?"

Mara was busy in dialogue with the two cats which immediately made her forget that from the room she intended to enjoy the night air but previously wanted to go to the kitchen to drink water because her throat felt so dry. While the two cats just stared at Mara's face with a face that is difficult to interpret.

Mara slightly bent, trying to be able to wipe the cat fur that looks so soft. What a surprise Mara, the two cute animals were just silent when their fingers touched their bodies.

"If you want to date, don't be noisy. Just quietly. If you like this you can be found out and if you break something again, it will definitely make all the residents of this house surprised. So....."

Thump!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Mara gasped when she heard a scream coming from the kitchen. He re-strengthened his body and intended to get closer towards the source of the sound.

"Oma????!!!"

Both Mara's eyeballs were perfectly wide when from a distance saw that the Ora Widuri was lying on the floor. His heart seemed to beat fast when he saw the situation of Oma that had been sprawled.

"S-Honey... It hurts!" moaning Oma Widuri while holding her head because it hit the floor.

The twilight woman blinked her eyes, but the longer the feeling of dizziness was increasingly felt whack until finally unconscious.

He rushed to help the oma, but...

Clik....

The kitchen that was previously in a dim condition is now immediately turned bright when the light bulb in this place is perfectly lit.

"Jeez Mara! What did you do to Oma?"

Dira was a little surprised when he found out that the victim of the oil spill was not Mara but the oma. But as much as possible he mastered his shock, so as not to raise a suspicion.

"Mbak Dira .. a-I did nothing. I see Oma's been like this!"

Taps... Taps... Taps...

The footsteps of several people were heard getting closer to the kitchen area. They both widened their eyes when they saw what was presented in this place.

"Mad lady!"

The gods, Vishnu and Kasim both reach out to the body of Ora Widuri who has been lying on the floor and unconscious. Certainly with a face filled with great worry and fear.

"What's this about? Why did Oma fall like this?" chuckling the God with a loud but very clear voice that in his speech was stored a great sense of anxiety.

"It's because of your wife Wa. Your wife made Oma fall like this!"

It wasn't just Mara where the charges were pointing at her. Vishnu, Dewa, Kasim and mbok Darmi were shocked to death by hearing Dira's words.

"Mas .. for God's sake I don't do that. I don't know shit. I was just in the backyard and suddenly heard Oma scream. After that I came here and I saw that Oma had fallen like this."

"lik! Your wife is a big liar Wa. He was the one who hurt Oma. Look, there's a cooking oil spill on this floor. Your wife deliberately spilled this oil to harm Oma!"

"Sir, watch your talk! That charge of yours really has no proof at all..."

"Alaaaahhhh the reason you're Ra! In this place before there was only you and also Oma so it can be ascertained that you are the one who harmed Oma!" Dira dribbled his eyes towards God and also Vishnu and looked at their faces with a fixed gaze. "Mas Vishnu, the god, immediately report to the police. Because in this house there's a criminal who's jeopardizing the safety of us all."

"This can't be allowed. Whoever intentionally harmed Oma, I'll make sure to rot in jail!" the claw of God with a threatening tone.

Mara flabbergasted. Her tears began to pour over her beautiful face. Like being stabbed by an invisible knife in his heart on a vile charge like this. Mbok Darmi who happens to be next to Mara can only hold her young mistress as if transferring power and giving suggestions that everything will be fine.

"Mas .. I really don't do that. For God's sake I did not do what Dira was accused of. Trust me, believe me!"

Mara looked at her husband's face with a sad look as if begging the husband to believe all his words.

"Your cheap drama top is Ra! Cih, it turns out your behavior is not as innocent as your face. You're the same as the woman out there who pretends to be nice just to go after the oma treasure. So that it makes you bear to harm oma sep......"

"That's enough! Why is it even a storm like this? Wa, let's get Oma to the hospital. I'm worried if something bad happens to Oma!"

Vishnu's speech successfully trimmed Dira's speech. The man was worried if too long arguing in this place actually made the condition of the oma worse. He also intends to invite the gods to immediately go to the hospital. Carefully, he and Kasim carried the body of Ora Widuri and immediately took her to the hospital. While the god walked behind the body of the brother and his house guard.

"See these words. I will not hesitate to throw into prison anyone who has made an oma like this. And I'll make sure he picks up his death in there!" said Dewa while looking at the faces of Mara and Dira alternately with the look of the eye aiming. Then, he again swung his footsteps to hasten out of this house.

A faint cry sounded clearly out from Mara's lips. It was not his heart that felt throbbing pain, but his stomach also seemed to feel the sensation of that taste. Many times the woman held onto her stomach to slightly remove the taste.

You finished your story, Ra. After this you will definitely languish in prison, because I will be the witness who will certainly incriminate you. And that means I can regain Oma's affection and the oma's treasure will fall on me, hahahaha...

The god who was still not far from the kitchen area momentarily stopped his footsteps. A little he turned towards the wife who looked as if at the deck mbok Darmi.

I can't bear to see you grieve like that, honey. But I had to do this to lead the snake woman into my trap. I believe you, honey. That you didn't do the deed. Because you are my Mara. An angelic hearted woman who could not possibly commit such a crime. Just be patient, honey. If I hadn't been able to put that snake woman in jail, I would never have calmed down.

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