The Secret of the Widow as Beautiful as a Virgin Girl

The Secret of the Widow as Beautiful as a Virgin Girl
The Dark Story of Laluku 2



However, I was surprised. An unexpected thing when I woke up in the morning, I could not find a friend who had run away together.


I was confused where to go. Money, a dime I don't have.


At exactly eight o'clock, the ship I was on finally landed on the dock. Hundreds of people were seen crowding the steps of the ship's descent.


I spread my eyes, hoping to find a friend who had asked me to run away.


Almost all of the passengers who disembarked were welcomed by their families. I'm the only one who looks so bad. Let alone family, I even travel without wearing footwear.


A few pairs of eyes looked at me with a strange look, my presence as if it were a disgrace to be shunned.


I was lost, but my heart was sad. This face bowed, lethargic. Yesterday I had the feeling that running away meant independence, but it seemed like my gut feeling was wrong.


And now I don't know where this direction or destination is going. Go or go home? I was confused, grimacing behind the dock barrier.


Until I was surprised by the presence of an old woman who patted me on the shoulder.


"But Ayuu!" Slowly he called me.


I'll take a look at him. His smile expanded, making a clear-cut frown on his face.


"Only alone, Ndok?"


"Enggeh, Grandma!"


"Pity you, my granddaughter!"


"Good-grandson? But, Grandma. I'm mom ....!" I haven't finished my words yet, the grandmother interrupted.


"St! It's not good to say that! To Grandma, all young and beautiful women are Grandma's grandchildren. Especially those who are sad and abandoned have no purpose!"


For a second I gawked.


"Kok Granny know?" He did not reply, just a smile that he kept emitting!"


"You wanna go with Grandma, Ndok?" bring me.


Without a second thought, I agreed to follow the grandmother because at that time there was no direction and purpose.


He invited me to ride in a public transport car.


It was quite a long journey that we took until we arrived at a village.


We went down, I saw the grandmother who immediately took me down the path. The road opposite the direction of the shaft road. Things that make me wonder. Why did my grandmother take me to this place? It would be impossible if the grandmother's house was in the middle of the forest.


The longer we get into the woods. Even now the path we passed was getting smaller. It was as if there were no creatures that often went in and out of this area other than the grandmother.


"Grandmother, where are we going?"


"To Grandma's house, ***." said slowly


"In the woods, Grandma?"


He didn't answer. Only a smile again emanated from those two wrinkled lips.


Up in the distance, I saw a luxurious house with a wall fence. The house is very rare because it is located in the middle of the forest. Strange but real.


I looked up more and more when I saw the step of the grandmother who entered the fence of the mansion.


"Come, Ndok. Don't be shy!" take the grandma.


"But, Grandma!"


"Don't be afraid! This house belongs to Grandma. This is Grandma's ancestral legacy!"


My eyes were barking, my lips were locked. Only the head I nodded as a sign that I understood the grandmother's words.


I followed her steps into the neighborhood of the mysterious house.


This net never ceases to circulate, with a mouth that I do not realize continues to gap. Thankfully, no flies came in.


"Ndock?" call him in the doorway. "Don't stay outside. Comein! Let Grandma have lunch for us!"


I nodded again. I followed his steps as he entered the large and luxurious mansion. And I never thought, it turns out that the inside is much more luxurious than my shadow.


I can only swallow saliva. I can't believe I'm in a super fancy house.


"Let's sit down, Ndok!" The grandmother invited me to sit on a dining table complete with six special carved teak chairs as soon as we reached the kitchen. I was not always stunned by the sight I saw.


This house is like a palace full of surprises. Each room always has a different view. Both in terms of architects and decorations. It was like being in a palace. Although I never actually entered the palace.


After a while the grandmother returned with a large tray. On it are delicious food and fruits. I am increasingly surprised, how can the old grandmother of this old store a lot of food in the house that is far from the shaft road.


"Miss?"


"Ene opo, Ndok?"


"Did Grandma live alone in this big house?"


"Yes, Ndok!" I saw her sad look when she said yes.


"Here Grandma had a husband and children. But they're all gone."


"Not exist? Meaning, Grandma?"


"Yes, they can no longer be seen in this world! They've been gone forever!"


"Why is that, Grandma?" many sympathy. The grandmother then placed the nempan on a table that was two meters long in the middle of the table there was a place to put candles.


The grandmother finally sat down and began to tell her about her past. That her husband and children had died at the hands of the citizens. The grandmother also said that if they had all been slandered, they were expelled and ended up being burned alive. Only my grandmother ran away into the forest. Decades the grandmother never returned to the village, until the residents began to forget the case that befell her family and stopped hunting the grandmother.


I could barely breathe when I heard the dark story of Grandma's past. I thought I was the most suffering human being. But as it turns out, there are still people out there who suffer far more than me.


Finished telling the story, we ate and then the grandmother showed me the room I would later occupy.


The days went well too. My grandmother and I are like grandchildren and grandmas.


Grandma really treated me well. All the needs from clothes to accessories he gave.


I don't know where Grandma made all the money to buy all our needs. However, I don't mind that business either. What matters is that my life is comfortable. No pressure, no limits. I am free to do whatever I like with my grandmother who I consider family. Along with him, I saw his affection for me. Maybe because I'm the only one he's got.


One time I asked him why he had never intended to take a foster child long before he met me. But the grandmother's answer was shocking.


He said that he had been waiting for me for a long time. And when I asked again the reason, he stopped answering my question. It's just one thing he said that one day he would tell me why.


From that moment on I decided to stop asking about the reasons he took and raised me as a child.


Until one day at midnight, I woke up because I wanted to urinate that was already unbearable. I rushed to the toilet, and that's when I found Grandma cross-legged on the bed in her room. Not wanting to disturb, I just passed by. But suddenly curiosity roared me.


Why did you wake up in the middle of the night?


I decided to peek behind a small hole.


I heard Grandma groaning.


The deg!


What happened? ....


I squinted my eyes to focus more on peeping. And how surprised I was then.


I saw, slowly the grandmother's head detached from her body, with organs also coming out. He floated up, his hair suddenly ruffled, his eyes red barking and even his organs lit up like embers.


Instantly I fainted.


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