My wife Kuntilanak
Chapter 58. Punishment for Aruna

"God!" Aruna feels tight. He can't breathe.

The hand grip of the kuntilanak figure slowly loosened. The recitation of the chair verse that Aruna chanted in her heart, made the body of the figure feel burning, and her limbs fell down. The creature's head rolled around Aruna's feet.

This opportunity used Aruna to get up immediately. He then turned his body, and was about to run out. To hell with that head that was moving wildly near her feet, the important thing was that she was able to escape.

"Don't expect you to leave, Aruna."

In less than ten seconds, the creature stood up straight again. The shattered-faced figure confronted Aruna right in front of the door. Her pale feet were barefoot and full of wounds, stepping closer and closer to Aruna. His right hand stretched forward, holding the woman's shoulder.

"Take me home, Aruna. Take me home, as you promised." The extremely low-pitched voice echoed throughout the room, accompanied by a wide grin on the figure's face.

"Pardon me, K-kinan. I-I just received their orders to take you to the lake. T-this is also those who told me to do it," said Aruna stammered.

"Take me home, Aruna. Hihihi..."

The figure repeated his sentence again, as if he had not listened to Aruna's words just now.

"I-I didn't kill you. Even I don't-don't know where they're wasting your body" Aruna replied amid sobs.

"lik! You were there when the villagers were looking for me!" The original Kinanti Voice was very low. Now it sounds very shrill. Then the figure giggled with a face full of anger.

Aruna's body grew limp, seeing Kinanti's head suddenly dislodged and rolled on the floor. His feet lifted off the floor, then floated above Aruna's head.

Aruna. His heart wanted to scream, but his voice could not come out. Only tears of regret flowed down his cheeks.

"Bring me home Aruna... Arunas... Huhuhuhoo..." The piece of head was spinning near Aruna's feet, weeping bitterly with drops of fresh blood.

"I'm sorry, Kinan. Only Aksa and her friends know where your body is" whispered Aruna inside. His voice can't come out.

The figure of Kinanti suddenly changed. His head was fused with his body. His face was no longer pale. Only the shabby white cloth on his body was still filled with blood spots.

"Bring Aksa to me. Take him and have him pick me up."

The kitchen moved from the kitchen door. He let Aruna out of the house.

"But don't expect your life to be happy until you make amends. Hihihi..."

Aruna ran with the remnants of her strength. He broke through the kitchen door of his house without saying hello, then infiltrated the room. Aruna covered her entire body covered in sweat.

...***...

"Where, sir?" ask Bu Kesha to Mr. Darya who just entered the house.

Mr. Darya exhaled with a frown. Without needing to be explained again, they all understood the meaning. Their feathers bristled, since news of Aruna confining themselves in the room while screaming hysterically spread.

"Aruna's dying. His neck was turning blue because of the rope. Fortunately, Farras immediately broke down the door of his mother's room. Hopefully his life can be saved," explained Mr. Darya again.

"Astaghfiullah!" shout them all at the same time. Dance until holding her mother's hand, to reduce fear.

"What problem does Aruna have? How did it suddenly become like this?" asked Bu Kesha while grimacing in fear.

"Boyou don't know, Mom. We were there last time. He's still unconscious. But Farras said, his mother did look strange before the appearance of the sighting," said Mr. Darya again.

"Yes Allah. What's the matter, anyway? Kuntilanak sighting yesterday. And now another problem. Poor Bu Tuti and Farras" said Bu Kesha, wiping his chest.

Satya went into the room. He no longer lives with his family. His body was extremely tired after a long day of driving to Wingit Hamlet. Coupled with the story of the villagers who made his head feel heavier.

Satya was shocked. He found a shabby white-clothed female figure floating in the corner of his room. As usual, his eyes looked big and jet-black. His long hair was broken to the floor, along with drops of fresh red blood.

Satya was a little scared. But then he realized that they were both God's creatures, there was nothing to fear. In addition, the figure of the woman once filled her days, although not perfect.

"Daddy, I won't upset you. I just wanted to ask, what did you do to Ms Aruna?" Satya stepped forward, approaching that jasmine-smelling figure.

"I just asked him to take me home. But he himself wants to take his own life" replied the kuntilanak. His voice sounded very low and raucous.

Satya sat on the edge of the bed. "Come here. Sit next to me." The man patted the bed next to him.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" ask that figure.

"Little bit. Hence change your appearance, so that we can talk normally," Satya asked with a sweet smile.

"Ah, this guy. He already knows who I am. But his attitude is still sweet" muttered Kinanti while changing his form.

"Laksmi, I know you're fighting for justice. Tell me what I can help you so you don't have to hurt a lot of people" Satya said softly.

The figure of Laksmi who uses white pajamas raises her head. His eyebrows seemed to be clinging to a very cloudy face.

"Mas, let me do this alone. I don't want you to get involved in this. You're a good man, Mom. I'm sorry I misjudged you" said Kinanti in Laksmi's form.

Satya took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, "I know, your pain can't be paid for with anything. But do you not feel sorry for your family? Look at Farras, who is carrying the burden of his family," Satya said.

"I didn't hurt them, Mom. If they wanted to leave this world in a short way, it was their own choice. Not because of me" said Laksmi in self-defense.

"If I may know, who did it? Are they all villagers here?" ask Satya.

"It's better that you don't need to know. Because Mas must have been surprised and did not expect to hear it," replied Laksmi again.

"Is one of the culprits Mas Wira?" guess Satya. Laksmi just nodded slowly.

Satya hugged the woman so-called events tightly. Laksmi surprised. The roar of her gentle breath, could be felt by Laksmi.

It turned out that the man rubbed a special oil used to strengthen the jinn and his countrymen, which he got from one of the smart people of the time. He still wanted to talk to Laksmi longer.

"Sir, is there a nail in your head? Can't you just put the nail together forever, and go back to being the Kinanti we knew?" ask Satya suddenly.

(Connected)