The Mystery of the White House

72.

" No!!" answer the menik.

" Don't joke!! This is Nik's life!!" said Aisyah slightly elevated.

" Heh. girl judes. Long - long you get old fast. Angry at his work. Hihihi.." ledek Menik's.

The beautiful round eyes are now incarnated like the eyes of an eagle that lurks its prey. Sharp and mercilessly kill. And Menik felt a force so suffocating his neck that it was a little hard to breathe.

" What spell did you read???" tanya Menik with a little sting.

" Enough Aish... Sorry.. dorry .. morry.. maa.. aff" said Menik increasingly choked.

Aisyah immediately closed her eyes at a glance.

" Shadawallahul' adziim" Aisyah said in her heart.

" Haaahhh... haaaaahhh" puffing Menik.

" What spell are you reading?? You can kill me!!" said Menik later.

" There is no spell. And I never learned a spell!" answer Aisyah cuek.

" Hahhhhh!!! Juteeeeeekkk girl!!" menic Sarcas.

" Hahahah" ledek Aisyah.

Menik only looked at the laughter of the girl who was in front of his eyes.

" Beautiful!!" said Menik later.

" What??" asked Aisyah who arrived - suddenly stopped after hearing the stabbing said.

" No.kk. I didn't say anything!" menik said so.

" So..what's that spell?" ask Menik who is still curious.

" If you are curious. Enter the religion I embrace and embrace with all my heart!!" Aisyah.

Shut up and think. Weighing and remembering that in nature no one has embraced a religion like Aisha. Doubt slips up into the recesses of the soul.

Undeniably, his heart was so worried. How is life in nature? Are there friends or not? Can he be a human being?

" Will it guarantee my life?" ask Menik later.

" God willing" replied Aisha with a smile.

" Height doesn't become a human like you?" ask the curious Menik.

" Huhhh. when - when I explain. We'd better discuss this first. Look at the two old men waiting for me!!" said Aisyah resuscitated the discussion.

" Hmmm okay. When I recover, I will ask what?? What did you say??" ask Menik.

" Islam and become Muslim" Aisha replied.

" Yeah. Speaking of that ugly woman... It looks like two to three days will wake up. It's best to use a medical device to help her recover!!" bright Menik.

" But..we live deliberately away from others!!" aisha was confused.

" Ahhh. People who are afraid of the crowd. What a strange man!! He was like a dracula without fangs!!" teasing Menik.

" Hissss you. So did my husband. Then how's the solution for that Menik??" asked Aisyah confused.

" Talk to the old man. He's a wise man. Will definitely take a thousand steps" replied Menik casually.

" Mr Darman??" ask Aisyah.

" Yes of course. And, that old lady who is always beside you. He will help out swiftly. Never leave this ugly woman!!" said Menik.

" You call her an ugly woman? Why Menik?" ask Aisyah curiously.

" He is a rotten heart. More rotten than my people in my nature. He's evil Aish. Unlike you. Your body's glowing. Your heart alone cannot penetrate. Like transparent. Not closed or hollow. All clean!!" bright Menik.

" If you are aware of this woman. Never let go. He's your husband's key witness!!" said Menik.

" Same - same Aish. All right, I'll be back to my nature. Fatigued man like this !!" menik sarcas.

" okay. okay. Come back. And thank you very much. Rest up!!" Aisyah.

wusshhhhh

The shadow was gone. Not seen in front of his eyes. Vendra who saw his wife just silent like a daydreaming man was now patting his shoulder slowly.

" Ayesha.." call Vendra.

" Hmmm" replied Aisyah while returning to her natural mode.

" How? Even dreamy!!" vendra.

Aisha answered nothing. The round eyes are now looking and scanning for an old figure in Menik's intent, mbak kunti who said it.

" Hm... Sir, please take this man to the hospital or whatever you think is safe. Give him medical help immediately!!" Aisyah.

" Aish. Here I am. Why did you even tell Mr. Darman?" ask Vendra a little disappointed.

" Well, there's not much time before his breath is cut off. Don't we live far away from the crowds? And what is exile? Of course I'm considering that!" answer Aisyah.

" Sir. please take care with Simbok. Soon Sir!" aisyah Pinta.

" I decided it was all Ayesha!!" vendra said up.

" all right. Determine if you are powerful and willing. It's up to me how I'm going to treat this guy. But if it passes, then never be disappointed for the rest of your life!!" Aisyah.

" It has been. already." said Mbok Saroh.

The old woman arrived - suddenly came with the necessary equipment. While Mr. Darman is getting dizzy facing his master and his little mistress at the moment.

" Just Begiji Den. Call Dr. Haris. The doctor used to treat us if we were on medication!" mbok Saroh.

" Yes, let's say Den!!" mbok Saroh.

" But. howaa.." said Vendra hanging.

" Just calm down. We'll move this midwife to the back house of the Pavilion. As far as Dr. Haris knows, we live there. Isn't he sir?" ask Mbok Saroh to Mr. Darman.

" Hmmm right too. Den... doctor Haris I have invited to check the symbock in the house behind the pavilion" said Mr. Darman justified.

" Sassy !! How can you be so without my knowledge?" said Vendra who felt lied.

" I'm sorry Den, it was urgent. Simbok can't stand the pain. Heba headaches are like a world spinning - swivel. Even it feels like this body is not grounded" Mbok Saroh explained.

" Mommy.come. We'll set it up later. The standpoint is not wrong either. For the sake of humanity" said Aisyah softly.

Aisyah found out her husband was getting upset and angry. But he knows the actions of Mbok Saroh and Mr. Darman are very threatening to his existence.

" So, people don't know what this house is right now, do they? Aren't the villagers just haunted white house in front as the cover of this house page?" aisyah said later.

" I also need medical. Look my body. Everything scuffed. I also need vitamins and medicine in my body!" aisyah said.

" Hufffttt. Sukmo without my permission!!" vendra said with his wife's tiny nose.

" Get the hell out of you!! " vendra said by appointing Mr. Darman and Mbok Saroh.

Aisyah smiled happily at that. The eyes of the two old men were very happy. Until it emanated like a thank you to his little mistress.

" Sir, take care of it at my wife's request" Vendra said firmly.

" Thank you" said Aisyah happily.

" Good Den. We go in the back house. Den.." said Mr. Darman stopped.

" Why Sir?" ask Vendra curiously.

" Emmm Sorry Den.. I sassy..sayaa.." said Mr. Darman hesitated.