The Secret of the Widow as Beautiful as a Virgin Girl

the Mak Ijah

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Today I came home tired from routine work. I laid my body on a bed made of bamboo. Hard, enough to make my bones feel sore when the body managed to stick to the bamboo mat. Fold both hands under the head, making it a pillowcase.

The yellow color of the lamp becomes the light of a dusty room with several spider webs as wall and ceiling decoration.

I stared at the ceiling of this uninhabited reot house. My mind floated back, for a moment the face of a young man with his luxury car that was reprimanding me, as if waving. "If I hadn't acted foolishly, that man would have been my date" I murmured.

Then the thirst from the throat began to disturb the daydream. Ahh I think this body is starting to weaken, I need some fresh blood intake tonight. Looks like Mak Ijah's house is suitable for me to visit.

I peeked at one of the wall holes leading to the countryside. It seems that tonight the people are not patrolling, it's safe for me to go out to look for fresh blood, it's okay. At least can reduce the feeling of weakness in the body.

I put the body back. This time no longer on a wooden bed, but under the bed to remove the head from the body. I deliberately hid it down there, in anticipation that if only the citizens would find me and find out my identity, it could be brabe.

Dog howls began to be heard at some point in the residents' homes. I groaned as both hands forcibly removed the head until my organs came out. My head is now separated from this body.

Kugeleng. Yes it feels light. I stared at the cracked mirror hanging on the wall. Spooky face with red eyes and hair that instantly looks disheveled. This is my face at night, not as pretty as their eyes during the day.

I finally came out after making sure things were completely safe outside. From tree to tree. Hiding among the groves. Smells are beginning to smell. My nose continued to snort, looking for a fresh scent that could refresh this body. The smell is getting closer. Sure enough, I was on the roof of Mak Ijah's house.

Suddenly, one of them knew of my existence. A second later the voice of the conversation disappeared.

It seems that the whole house is starting to suspect my existence.

I tried to shift, change positions. Unfortunately, the sound of my shift was clearly heard from inside their house.

Then suddenly ....

"There's kuyaaang! There's kuyaaang!" I heard one of them screaming down there. Oh no! Don't let them find me.

Some people started to open the door, then ran out of the house.

Shouts from someone who saw me earlier. While carrying a bamboo, they beat it to signal to other residents that it is now in a precarious state.

"That's right there!" One of the men pointed at me. Lothawat!

"Keejaaar! Don't let go!" Their voices were clear, squealing in my ears. I tried to escape as much as I could. But the large number of citizens makes it difficult for me to move. Where I go, there are always vigilant citizens waiting for me. Looks like tonight I'm gonna get caught red-handed.

Oh no! how'this?

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