My wife Kuntilanak
Chapter 31. The Kuntilanak Agreement

"Ki... Tu-wait. My legs are heavy..."

Ipung's voice grew increasingly raucous, as a figure clad in white cloth all over his body and two cotton balls stuffing his nose drew closer to him. The smell of the stinging carcass was pierced into the nose.

Bruk! The young man eventually fell.

"It's still time to eat from people's nakutin? Hihihi..."

The long-haired figure, approaching the shrouded body that floated close to the young man earlier.

"Heh, Kunti? Why come here?" cokro Pamungkas aka pocong.

"Yes, find some food. At home I was starving. No new offerings, huh?" kunti exclaimed as he floated from tree to tree. Unfortunately he found nothing that could replenish his energy.

"Why are you also looking for food here? Isn't your new home a food barn?"

The figure in dull white clothes and other long-haired, approached the starving Kuntilanak. Dozens of maggots fell from his spine that remained the bone. While his left hand holds the baby who has fallen limp.

"Ah, Yu' Sundari. I guessed wrong. Satya and her family are too kind. Religious obedience. Every day with them almost made my soul disappear. Yesterday I had eaten one baby that her mother threw away at times, but that wasn't enough.

"His song that was said by Mr. Shaman was real, yes. He's not the target you're looking for" Cokro said with a mouthful of blood. Somehow the fate of the young man the mother had.

An old acid tree swayed violently, along with the appearance of a large, hairy black figure like a gorilla. His fangs protruded out at the end of his lips.

"Well, so in vain at that time I possessed Mr. Shaman, let's approve of your marriage."

"Not really, Mr. De Mit. I managed to find the people who killed me. But I need your help." The look on the face of the creature was violent, with eyes glaring and almost out.

"Chihui... Do creatures like us help each other? Hihihi..." The figure of the hollow sundel beside Kuntilanak opened his mouth again.

"Let's get a mash for you guys. Three white buffalo enough from Pak Rahmat's farm is enough, right?" tawang Kinanti Laksmi Nayaka aka the kuntilanak.

Sundel bolong and Genderuwo were hundreds of years old and turned at the same time.

"Still less. Where's the village virgin for me?" said Mr. De Mit.

"Ah, if the village virgin feels too difficult. But you can take one of them to be your slave later" said the kuntilanak.

"I also want your husband" exclaimed Yu' Sundari as she chewed on the heart of the poor baby she was carrying.

"No! He's too good for you! You better take one of their kids."

"Hey, where's my share? I'm asking for a boy's fall too, dong?"

The thick aroma of ylang, marking the appearance of a creature that often resembles a mother. The full and dense part of his chest, covered only by half a rag.

"Ah, Miss De Wiwi! I have a new idea. You can choose later, who you'll take. They have two cute daughters. Hihihi ..." said kuntilanak made a deal with the gombel wewe.

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Farras frowned, watching his mother sow salt in front of the kitchen door, muttering as if reciting a mantra. A woven bamboo plate contains a variety of neatly arranged flowers, a cup of pitch black coffee and an egg are also placed there.

"Mom, what's the salt nebar on the doorstep?" farras said when he saw his mother doing the same thing at the front door of their house.

Farras let out a long sigh, then threw it away slowly. Both of his eyebrows are linked while putting on a sad face. He was eager to tell his mother that his actions were shirk in their religion. But Farras' guts were too small to rebuke him.

"Mom, what does Mother have to do with the coming of Kinanti? Why is Mom so scared, to make an antidote like this?"

Farras ventured to ask the question since yesterday in his pendam. It turned out that it was quite successful in making the mother stop her activities and turn around.

"Whatchu mean? So you were also visited by his spirit? So it's not your own mother who saw it, is it?" aruna said with glaring eyes.

"I didn't see it, Mom."

"Keep you know where?" aruna.

"I heard Mom's chat with Mbah that night. I'm always delirious, saying the name Kinanti" said Farras. Both Aruna's eyes were rounded, hearing her son's answer.

"Mom's not involved with the case, is she? Isn't he Mom's schoolmate? Ah, should I call her Aunt Kinanti, huh?" keep the teenager again.

Aruna's knees shook at the question, "How far do you know about her?" Aruna was getting excited and looked scared. He didn't even answer his son's question.

"The story of Kinanti' will be legendary in our village, Mom. Who doesn't know about him here? farras.

"Hhhhhh!" Aruna let out a annoyed breath. He could not deny the last sentence of Farras. "That's strange. I don't know why his spirit came to this house yesterday" he murmured softly.

"Mom, that night there was no one but Ms. Laksmi. Mother just hallucinated maybe," replied Farras.

"But Mother actually saw her spirit floating in front of the door, Farras!" This time Aruna's voice was slightly high and snapped at her son.

Farras was shocked to hear it. Only this time the mother spoke in a high tone to him. There was no longer a soft impression of the woman.

"sorry. Maybe I didn't see it" said Farras. "But I really don't know what happened to Kinanti? Are we not neighbors with him?"

"Mom doesn't know about the case, Farras! She never made friends with him, even though we were neighbors."

"Keep why are you scared of gini?"

"Who would not be afraid, if visited with his creepy spirit. Thankfully, I was not familiar with him. If not, maybe I'm dead too!"

Farras was surprised to hear that. "Where do you know he's dead? Kinanti is still not found. It's possible that he's still alive somewhere else" Farras replied. "Then about ghosts, it could just be the genie who sneers."

Aruna heard it. His eyes are getting bigger. Both of his hands clenched, as he realized that he had just slipped.

"So what's the reason he didn't come home until now, if he's still alive? Been kidnapped? Victims of human trafficking? Or is he the one who deliberately ran away the same guy?" Aruna kept looking for an excuse to convince Farras.

Farras looked at his mother's face with furrowed eyebrows. Although she was beginning to age, the three-headed woman still looked beautiful. Her figure in the eyes of Farras was a meek and hardworking mother. Very different from what he saw today.

"Maybe my words have a point" Farras said later. "But if he's dead, shouldn't we send him a prayer? Maybe he came because he wanted to ask him, not with a sesajen like this," added the first-class High School boy.

"Udah Mom said, you don't interfere! You're only fifteen, you don't know anything!" snapped Aruna while whimpering away.

"But I know everything. Hihihii." A footless shadow followed Aruna who entered the room.

(Connected)