The Repentance of the Mafia

Congratulating

"Wrap the cloth...!" tell the police commander to his men. Pointing to the mound covered in black cloth.

"Each commander..!"

Braakkk..

The black cloth was also revealed.

"Aauuww...!" She screamed hysterically. His face was quick at best. Very scared the police found the body of the man they were helping.

"Oouww... This is the monkey you want to bury, Grandma?"

Deg

He quickly twisted his neck. He was also very surprised to see the Monbang lying where Samuel's body was.

Where's the guy's body going? Nisya bathes, watching around with her confusion.

"Yes sir." Sahut The grandmother.

Huudft...

The police officer breathed deeply. Both of his eyes were back to shine around. "At the river's head we found a parachute. The parachute the fugitive Mafia was wearing, while parachuting. That's why we're leaving this river." said the police chief limply. She was happy, hoping Samuel would find her there.

"Oowww.. Probably drifting downstream sir. It rained last night. The river water was huge last night." Grandma was polite.

"Can be. Come on, let's continue the search." The police chief waved, so that the men, moving back to leave the river and the forest.

Nisya and the grandmother, watching closely, the policemen left their place. Of course, Hisya was still astonished by what had happened just now. Because the man disappeared.

After the policemen disappeared from the reach of their eyes. Grandma rushed to the bottom of their hut.

"Miss..!" Nisha said in panic. When he saw his grandmother, he pulled out the black cloth of Samuel's body cover.

Nisya rushed over to the grandmother, who was standing by Samuel's body. "Huhhhh..!' He was shocked, shocked at all. When he saw Samuel's body, it was still there, and there was indeed a sleeping Monbang next to him.

" Mr, can koq?" Nisya silenced her mouth that had gaping, because of surprise .see the body of Samuel, still in the original place. "That's what this corpse means, right here, Grandma?" He asked, still with a confused face.

The grandmother nodded weakly. "Yes." Yeah."

"Koq can be Grandma?" Tanya Nisya looked at the astonishment of the grandmother.

"You forgot, if grandma had her supernatural knowledge. My grandmother read one verse. So their eyes don't see this corpse. Even anji ng was a fooled tracker earlier." Grandma smiled with satisfaction.

"O God, that was it. I'm so scared. I'm afraid the cops misunderstood, and thought we were mafia boys." Nisya pointed in annoyance, Samuel's body.

"Yes, let's bury him." The grandmother took Samuel by the hand. They moved the stocky body up on the horn.

"Can we lift this up, Grandma? heavy times." Nishya complained, feeling unsure. He and his grandmother could lift him to the ground they dug for Samuel's grave

"Yes Yes? where is the land we dug. The depth is only 50 cm." Answer the Grandma limp. It turns out that dig the grave ground tired as well.

"Yes Nek." Nisya Sahut no less limp, and frustration.

"What dear?" Ismail poked his mother's arm. He pointed to Samuel, who was moving.

His surprise at that. Samuel's fingers, they're moving.

The grandmother checked Samuel's pulse. "Loh, koq's alive again. There was clearly no breath. Even his pulse isn't pulsating." Said the grandmother in wonder.

"No, No... Forgive.. Forgive me God. A, me, I'll repent!" the disjointed words sounded very frustrating from Samuel's mouth. His face was pale, looking very frightened. But Samuel still closed his eyes.

"No.... Don't torture me.... Please!" This time tears were seen dripping from the corner of Samuel's eyes.

Hisya and grandmother continued to watch Samuel, who seemed to be having a nightmare.

"Surely, he was already suspended for death." Said the grandmother. He shook Ishmael's hand. While calling his name.

"Oouuww...! Grandma, we called the police? let me pursue." Hisya said, if this man is still alive, he is not afraid to tell the authorities.

"No...!" shouted Samuel.

Nisya and Grandma, holding onto her chest, were shocked by Samuel's cry.

At that moment, Samuel's two red eyes, widened like they were about to get out of place. He looked at Nisya and the Grandma.

"Please.... Save me." He said, Samuel's dry lips looked chapped. His clear face looked extremely apprehensive.

"Mr.. How's this?" nisya asked quietly, looking at the grandmother who was also concerned to see the situation of Samuel.

"We saved him" Grandma said.

Huuff

Samuel took a deep breath. His face that grimaced in pain, now looks resigned.

"Nisha, you put Ishmael to sleep. Help treat his wound." The grandmother said firmly to Nisha. The grandmother was busy examining the gunshot wound in Samuel's leg.

"Yes grandma!" Nishya went into the cottage.

"This gunshot wound is translucent from the skin. You got shot outside. And thankfully, your bones are not cracked or broken. Only your muscles are injured." The granny said she saw a gunshot in Samuel's leg.

Samuel did not respond to his grandmother's words, because right now, he felt all his body ache. Even cold sweat poured down all over his body.

"Your wounds are inflamed. That's why you have a fever!" the grandmother said with concern.

Samuel could only grimace in pain. It felt like his bones had fallen out of his body.

"hold yeah? I concocted the medicine for your wound first. So as not to get infected." Grandma went into the hut. He saw Nisha daydreaming, nursing Ishmael.

"Missy... If Ishmael is asleep. Help grandma treat that guy!" said the grandmother, busy looking for drugs that he stored. Yes, once a month, Grandma and Hisya came out of the Forest. They will buy medicines, supplies if in a desperate situation. The shaman grandmother, can actually treat people who are seriously injured. Grandma usually uses turmeric, ginger, coconut oil that is winnowed.

But, because Samuel's heat is so high right now. The grandmother would give paracetamol to Samuel.

"Nis, coconut oil. Koq isn't here?" Ask the confused grandmother looking for a bottle of coconut oil, which how to make is read prayers. So, the coconut oil is obtained without cooking.

"Oouuhh... It's grandma!" Nisya stuck out her hand reaching for a bottle of coconut oil not far from her. "Every night, my stomach hurts." Obviously Nisya, the coconut minya made by the grandmother, is very powerful. All diseases can be cured with coconut oil.

Grandma went back to the porch. In his hand, there was already a bucket of hot water. He'll clean Samuel's wound first.

"Bhhhkkk.....!" samuel cried, as the grandmother washed Samuel's wound with pure water.