The Secret of the Widow as Beautiful as a Virgin Girl

Main Judge

"Woy! Gather here! Look at the floating corpse!" one of the residents shouted. Invite other people to come.

It only takes a few minutes. Villagers managed to swarm the bridge that unites Ruhui village with Terri village. The noise still could not wake me up

They were jostling just to watch the free spectacle of my body floating in this river.

Until a while later the people began to lift me up using a small boat.

They thought I was a corpse. They almost wrapped me in an orange bag to hand over to the police. Luckily there are still those who took the initiative to check my breath before finally actually putting it into the body bag.

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The night is back. I'mawakened. Re-conscious because disturbed by the glare of the torch lights held by some residents.

Noisy sounds from the mouths of gossipers were inevitable.

For a moment I still did not realize where I was. Because all the views in front of me seemed to sway. Maybe because my head is so dizzy.

I fell asleep again. Sleep pretty good. Until I felt pain in this part of the foot. Like being hit by a hard thing.

"God! Wake up!" The sound managed to disturb my deep sleep. I saw him shove this calf.

I'm looking.

"Woy! He's up! The woman is awake!" One person who looked on guard, shouted calling for people who were busy gossiping out there. And managed to make dozens of pairs of eyes in droves trying to break in, again to just see the free spectacle.

I found myself sitting on a chair. Both hands were tied with chains. Chain connected to the pole. Also my legs are pitted using one big padlock.

I saw seven men with big faces staring at me. Three of the men put their arms on their hips.

Some of them are men I know. One of them is Saiful and Joko.

"Mas!" Overshipped. "Hauss! The water!"

I'm limp, I hope they give me a little water, hoping that this little bit of energy recovers even though it's impossible to fully recover.

"I don't think you're alive! Even with a young face like before!" An old man whose age I had estimated was in the nineties was present in front and spoke to me.

"This man, who? I don't know the Father!" Laughter sounded from his wrinkled mouth.

"However you want to lie! Still, everyone here knows you!"

I cringe. 'What does that mean? Don't they know me! Why say it like that?'

The deg!

Whahuh? Trainer? No! No way! Why they call me Ratih. As I recall, the owner of Ratih's name is grandma.

"You're wrong! You're all wrong! I'm not Ratih!" my grit.

"Yeah! Humans can avoid. But a half-dedemitic creature like you will never believe!"

I'm getting more astonished. The old man's words about my status as a dedemit were indeed true. But, calling me by the name of Ratih, that's not true!

"I'm not Ratih!"

"Who else would you be if not Ratih. You were found floating above the river. The river that flows from the forbidden forest. No human can make it out alive when it enters the forest. And only you Ratih, sixty years ago, you escaped into that forest. After a few months you started terrorizing the citizens and even now you're still terrorizing! Hows it? Do you remember now?"

What does this old man mean? She thought I was a grandmother. But, obviously our faces are different.

"I'm not a coach. You guys guessed wrong!"

"Then who are you?" That question I didn't answer right away. Suddenly Joko made a sound.

"There is only one possibility! If it wasn't Ratih, you might be Siti, Ratih's incarnation!"

The deg!

Whahuh? I am a city! But not the granny!

"This damn carrier girl! Let's judge him together. Burn her like a child and her husband burned to death!"

Whataa?? Nay! Nay!

The boisterous voices of these damned citizens began to whisper my ears.

it turns out that rumors about the grandmother's past are still not completely forgotten by residents.

Some of these jerks started to untie the chains wrapped around the pole. Dragged me using the chain to the village hall.

I staggered. Not even at the door, my body fell back. Unpowerful. My energy is completely drained.

"Let's just lock him up in this shack! Flush the entire wall with gasoline! Burn him alive! Let him know what it's like to die!" I heard one of my hate mothers call out for the people to get hotter. And judge me unfairly.

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