The Secret of the Widow as Beautiful as a Virgin Girl

Who Are You Actually?

Instantly the babang ojek stopped the speed of the motor. Then look at me.

"What's up, Neng?" tanyakanya.

The echoing sound that made me hot disappeared, changing with the voice of the gaping gaping me.

I'm speechless. Confused what to answer. Only my eyes kept flashing with my mouth slightly open.

"Anu, Bang! Eneng saw a ghost up there!" kilahku.

"Ohh, if so along this road Eneng do not escape from prayer." He advised me to pray. I'm nodding.

"Yes, follow me then! A'udzuubillahi minas syaithonir rojiim ....." He started chanting those words again. Back my chest is tight.

"Stop! Stopit! Bang's!"

Instantly the babang ojek stopped the chant.

"Why else, Neng!"

"It seems, mending Abang read it in his heart!"

I saw his look changed. His forehead shriveled, looking at me with a strange look.

"Yes, I'm continuing my journey. Take responsibility, we will soon be!" hatch flat. I reply with a nod.

He returned to the vehicle we were riding. This time I no longer hear the chants that had made my chest tight.

The sound of a rumble that had previously teased in between the roadside grass is now never heard. Even with the laughter of the inhabitants of this forest, also inaudible.

The motor light of the ojek gap became the only one to light up in the darkness.

The streets look dark. Only about fifteen meters in front of us seemed bright because it was exposed to the bias of the motor light, the rest was pitch black.

"Eneng, which house is it?" The voice of the crossbar broke the silence between us.

A home? Holy hooch! I haven't even moved to Bu Minah's contract. Do I have to give you the address of that house! If it's not there, I don't have a choice. I guess I should just point there.

"Miss?"

"Ahh, yes, Bang!"

"What block is it on?"

"Straight, Bang. Until it looks like a house with orange paint!" sahutku.

"Okay, Neng!"

The babang plan brought the speed of the motor so that the house I meant was not missed.

Lucky yesterday I got a little intake when chirping prey in shack sepah sepuh. Otherwise, it's possible that this babang has been my prey tonight!

After a while, the house I meant by the crossbar was already visible from a distance of fifty meters.

Two-story concrete house owned by Bu Minah is indeed the easiest to be used as a benchmark stop.

"That house, Neng?" point at.

"Yes, Bang!"

The taxi driver stopped right in front of Bu Minah's house.

"It's over, Neng!"

"Hm!"

I'm down. Not much to say, just handing over three pieces of red banknotes in return for the double I promised.

"Thank you, Neng! I'll go back first!"

"Yes, be careful, Bang!" hatchlings.

"Together, Neng! Oh yeah, can I ask you one thing?"

"Can! Ask what?"

"That's his neck, why is there a circular red color!"

Gluey!

Lothawat! Is it possible that this motorcycleman knows my identity?

"It-it ...."

"Hurry up, Neng!" revealed. Made my eyes almost pop.

Insaf's? Whatdoes thatmean?

"I mean, Bang?" I asked to make sure that maybe my guess was wrong. It might just be my gut feeling that just happens to lead to my identity.

"I'm just guessing that Eneng is frustrated!"

"Certainly??"

"Yes ..Maybe Eneng tried to hang himself!"

Ohh, it turns out that he thought this red circle was the result of a suicide attempt. That means he doesn't suspect my identity.

I kept quiet and didn't answer.

"No, Neng?" tanyanya.

Goddamnit! So sorry this guy!

"Not really, Bang!"

"So what, dong? Is it possible that my Eneng?? A creature that the people often tell about!"

The deg!

"What??"

What he said. I saw his face looking at me fearlessly.

Who her? Just this time I met a man who might have known my identity from the beginning, but there was not the slightest fear.