My wife Kuntilanak
Chapters 17. Go, You!

Laksmi shriveled, as the old woman with gray hair was getting closer to him. His feet stepped back regularly. The gaze of the white-haired woman was extremely sharp, like about to tear and skin Laksmi.

The woman's mouth was filled with a deep red color. His lips continued to move chewing betel and chalk, but his eyes moved up and down looking at Laksmi from head to head down.

"You better go home, Nduk. This is not your world. Poor him." The old woman finally spoke up. His voice rattled before he coughed.

"Going home? You're telling me to go home? She's mine?" whispered Laksmi with a gaze that was no less sharp. He deliberately lowered his voice, for fear that Satya would hear his words.

"Cannot. You should keep going. He's a good man, and this isn't your place" the grandmother said.

"What do you mean, Grandma?" ask Satya who just came and approached them. It seemed like he also heard Grandma's last sentence earlier.

The woman in a long-sleeved negligee just shook her head and stepped back, as if frightened by Laksmi's gaze.

"Miss? Sorry if grandma was offended. Did my wife make a mistake?" Satya corrected her sentence. But still failed to make the white-haired woman talk.

"Oh my goodness, Mbah. Why is it outside? It's cold, you know." A young woman ran outside, carrying a draw to warm her grandmother.

"Mas, Ma'am, I'm sorry my grandmother, if there's any talk. Understandably, my grandmother has started senile," said the young woman.

"That senile lad, he should get out of here immediately," the old woman muttered in a raucous voice.

"Yes, Mbah. Aye ... Go in first, yeah. The wind will catch." The granddaughter was very patient with the grandmother. He apologizes to Satya and Laksmi, then enters the door next to the shop.

"He said what, Dek. How do you feel angry?" satya asked confused.

"Grandma's suddenly coming, keep telling us to leave quickly from here. I don't know what that means" explained Laksmi.

"Ooh, understand me. Maybe it's true that grandma is senile. We buy souvenirs first, before we leave here," Satya said without feeling offended at all.

But deep in his heart wondered, could it be that the grandmother knew the secret inside Laksmi?

...***...

"Gus, here's the key. The car's oil is not full. Suwun, yo."

"Yes, just keep it simple" Pinta Agus pointed at the small table near the door.

"Sampeyan ki ngopo to, Gus? Ndelok me koyo ndelok demit," said Satya with frown. - You this is why, Gus? Look at me I see ghosts.

His friend was often acting strangely out of reason. But this time it seems even stranger. The rich young man did not want to look at Satya in the slightest. He avoided his sight from the man. Like a woman when it comes to snoring.

"You're not the problem, Sat. But bojomu sing koyo demit," Agus' inner heart.But your wife is like a ghost.-

"Mas Agus, this is a gift for Mas and Mr. Mother."

The soft voice of a woman, successfully made Agus raise his head and look forward. He found a sweet woman with a long green dress, giving a packet of guava dodol and a packet of Ngawi-style ledre cake to Agus.

"Sopo ski, Sat?" asked Agus spontaneously. - Who is this, Sat?-

"La iki bojoku, Gus. That afternoon I already knew it," said Satya while shaking her head.Yes, this is my wife

"Hmm, karo cah wedok instantly melt," Satya sneered while laughing amusedly. - Same woman immediately melt, yes.-

"Hehehe yo ora ngono. I met bojomu ora ndue sikil. Yo I was horrified," said Agus ceplas ceplos. When I met my wife, I had no legs. I am scared.-

"Huh? Piye?" Satya frowned again. As stupid as Agus, just this time his words are very bad.-Hah, how?-

"Eh, no. That's not. Just a guyon, really. Ojo was offended," said Agus hurriedly read his sentence, when he realized he was slipping.

"Huuu, ora is definitely sampeyan. Yo whiskah, I'm arep muleh. Matursuwun, yo," said Satya dismissing their conversation. Yes, I want to go home. Thanks, yeah--

...***...

"Bojomu ora ndue pebil."

"You better go home, Nduk. This isn't your world."

The words were ringing in Satya's ears. Not one person who said that Laksmi was a little different, but four people. The grandmother, Agus, Tari and Hadyan. Ah, there are still some, namely the people in the pecel catfish stall earlier.

"But why don't my mom and I feel like things are different? Is there really anything that Laksmi has kept secret?"

Not only that, the incident at his father-in-law's house was also very surprising. "What secret would his father tell him? Then why was he forbidden to enter Laksmi's room? Is there something they're hiding in there?"

Those questions are only kept in your head. He didn't have the guts to ask his wife. The woman may be offended.

Satya turned her body to the left. His right arm was circular over Laksmi's body. As usual, his body temperature was as cold as a dead man.

"Daddy, you haven't slept?" muttered Satya looked at Laksmi's eyelids flashing under the dim light of the room.

"Yet. Mas own tumben not sleeping?" laksmi asked back.

"It's going to sleep, really. It's so sleepy." Satya pretends to sleep to find out the activities of his wife, who always disappears at night.

Justright. About ten minutes after Satya pretended to sleep, Laksmi got out of bed. With her human form, she tiptoed closer to the husband's desk.

One by one the drawer of the cabinet table was dismantled, like looking for something. All the stuff he took out, then reassembled. Not finding what she was looking for, Laksmi went to the wardrobe. His first target was a document-filled upper shelf.

"photo album? Why is he looking for my photo album?" satya thought she didn't understand.

Behind the dim lights, Satya could see Laksmi sitting on the edge of the bed and open the sheets of the photo album one by one.

When he noticed the movements of his wife, Satya again remembered a photo hanging in the living room of his in-laws house. The photo was nothing strange. Just a portrait of a little girl in a Junior High uniform, set against the background of a farewell decoration. Yes, school breakup in 2001.

Weird right? It was clearly a childhood photo of Laksmi, as her name was clearly on her uniform. But why does the year show the 2001 figure? And when viewed from the decoration and the color of the portrait, it matches the year 2001.

Although at that time his attention was immediately distracted by the arrival of Laksmi, but he had time to look at the details of the photo. Of course, Satya has eagle eyes and a keen memory. That's excess.

Nah! Suddenly Laksmi closed the photo album, then looked back quickly. It seems like he just realized something. Satya reflex closed her eyes, pretending to sleep as natural as possible, until she was completely asleep until morning.

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