My wife Kuntilanak
Chapter 69. Pocong Oath Forced

"Yasshooks!" rani screams until heard to all parts of the house. Not because of the cockroach or lizard that Nada was holding, but because the little boy's eyes were blackened entirely.

"Astaghfirullah, Tone!" Aksa who was late came, hurriedly pulled his daughter's arm, and threw away the objects in his hand. "Audzubillahiminassayitonnirojim." Aksa again recited the verses of the Quran while holding the crowns of Nada.

"Hahaha, what is Papa? Tingly." Nada laughed at the attitude of her father. The color of his eyeballs has returned to normal.

"Mas, I don't want to keep believing this? Where does the ustadz not come?" rani began to feel annoyed.

"Yes, let me call first. You also call your friend who owns this house. How do you know there are ustadz around here that can help us," said Aksa.

Brak! The sound of the door slamming loudly. Aksa and Rani compactly turned to the source of the voice.

"Tone! Don't play outside!" Rani, who had almost lost her energy, was forced to chase after Nada who ran outside the house.

"Kok he can open the door, huh? Kan Pintunya I dobel key," thought Aksa confused.

While Nada was still running around in the courtyard while laughing cheerfully. He thinks that Rani is taking him to play. Occasionally jumping among the flowers.

"Tone! Comein! Breakfast used to be just playing," persuaded Rani.

"Sir, just leave him outside. That's not your son." Suddenly a grandmother appeared behind the fence of their house. He walked up and down while holding a plastic package.

"Whose grandmother? Don't be so damn ignorant. It's my son!" Rani answered with a sniff. His mind that had been runnyam since earlier, made him easily ignited emotions.

"No, Nduk. This is not your child" the grandmother explained.

"What does that mean, Grandma? Our son's possessed?" asked Aksa who was standing at the door.

The grandmother shook her head. "He's not possessed. That's not your son. Don't chase, you'll die."

"What, anyway? Not very clear. This is clearly my son. I am her mother, who gave birth and took care of her. Don't be pretentious, Grandma," Rani scolded. "Come, Nada. We're in." The woman dragged her son into the house.

"Dec, how do you say that, anyway? Don't you think Grandma is right? Since yesterday, Nada looks weird, right?" whispered Aksa.

"Ck, I don't believe it. Where is our son? I'd rather believe Nada's possessed. Anyway we have to get out of here quickly" Rani said.

...*** ...

"Aarrhggghhh! Just go! Go!"

Aruna drove everyone out in front of her. Since coming home from the hospital yesterday, she has always been screaming hysterically. Every time he was asked, he could only get angry and cry. No one knows, the cause of Aruna became as sudden.

"Sir, it's mom. Don'tbeafraid. Let's eat first," said Bu Tuti as she tearfully.

"No! I don't want to! I said get out of here!" Shouted Aruna again.

"Bah, here I am." Farras took the plate from Bu Tuti's hand, then sat down next to Aruna. "Who are you afraid of? Let's eat first. If you don't eat how do you want to volunteer?" farras said softly.

Aruna did not answer. Her tears melted on her thin cheeks. But he received the food that Farras had fed.

Just twice a mouthful, Aruna again closed refusing to eat and looked at the empty area with a face united. "It wasn't me who killed Kinanti. Not me!" Suddenly strangled.

"What's? Kinanti killed?"

Along with Aruna saying that sentence, Mr. Diman aka his father Kinanti appeared at the door. He was called by Bu Tuti to help treat Aruna. He's not alone. A man with a white peci stood beside him.

"A-anu, Aruna must be just talking, sir. From yesterday he was just slamming his shit?" said Bu Tuti wrong behavior.

Mr. Diman did not say. His heart was mixed. This was the first time he had heard of the Kinanti case, after decades had passed. His longing that had been pent up for a long time had re-emerged.

"Sir, let's clear. You just misspoke, right?" Ms. Tuti urged her daughter to talk.

"Don't come near! I didn't kill him! Don't keep chasing me! Just go! Go!" yell Aruna again.

Bu Tuti glanced at Mr. Diman. The man looked sculpted, with a firm look towards Aruna. Both of his hands seemed to be clenching strongly.

"Aruna, tell me. Why did you say Kinanti was killed?" Mr. Diman finally spoke up.

"He's coming. He comes to me constantly. But no one believes. Huhuhuhu... I'm not crazy!"

Aruna's tears are back. His shoulders seemed to rise and fall every time he sipped his tears. His hand then pointed at the empty area near the window.

"When did he come? What does it look like?" said the white guy.

"Huhuhoo... He always comes. Creepy face. Crushed. Full blood. It looks like Kuntilanak" Aruna said.

Both of his eyes bulged, with his hands tugging tightly at his blanket. At that time, the atmosphere in the house was like a desert. Real hot.

"Kuntilanak?" Everyone in the room was shocked.

"Is it true that he saw Kinanti, Mr Ustadz?" said Mr. Diman with teary eyes.

"It's definitely not. It must be the genie that sneers at him. Take advantage of the opportunity to deceive people" replied Mr. Ustadz who is also a religious leader in their village. He knows the long history of the Kinanti case, which once made the village very gripping.

"Why does he always say the name Kinanti? There's got to be a reason, right?" said Mr. Diman expectantly.

"Aruna, since when have you seen her? Is he here now?" ask Mr. Ustadz again.

"Go all of you! Don't ask me! I didn't kill him!" scream Aruna. He threw a glass near him. Thankfully it was a plastic cup. Only the water spilled.

"It seems like he's very depressed. I think someone's been holding her for a long time. What if we just try to get together?" sir Ustadz.

"Yes, Sir. Just rukyah. Because the general practitioner is no longer able to. He said Aruna had to go to a mental hospital," said Bu Tuti.

Mr. Ustadz sat cross-legged in front of Aruna. His hands looked up, reciting the prayers and holy verses of the Qur'an. Mr. Diman and Farras also recited the prayers.

Aruna roared in pain. His mouth mentioned Kinanti several times. Sometimes he also drove out the people in front of him, throwing things nearby.

"Hmm, this weight, ma'am. Someone is following Aruna. But I can't see" said Mr. Ustadz.

"How did it go, sir? Aruna's treatable, right?" said Bu Tuti worriedly.

"Goddessa. We're trying, Mom," she replied. The man with the white peci then approached Aruna. "Is he here now?" abugn.

Aruna shook her head, "She came, then left. Always asking me to take her home" Aruna said in a trembling voice.

"Why did you kill him?" fishing Pak Ustadz.

"I didn't kill him! Trust me!" yell Aruna again.

"What did you say was honest?" asked Mr. Diman furiously.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Oath to Allah?" ask Mr. Diman again.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Pocong oath? Do you dare?"

"I.."

Aruna did not continue with her words. His eyeballs spun in the other direction, avoiding Mr. Diman's sharp gaze. Never had Mr. Diman shown such an angry expression in front of anyone else.

"Answer, Aruna! You dare swear pocong? Tell me you didn't kill him!" urged Mr. Diman.

"Huhuhuh..." Aruna did not answer. She just cried hysterically while covering her face with a blanket.

Bu Tuti's body went limp. He did not expect Kinanti's disappearance to be closely related to his daughter. "Sir, let's be honest. You didn't kill Kinanti, did you?"

"Huhuhoo..." Aruna kept crying. Farras iba saw it. He hugged his mother while reading alfatihah.

"Aruna, tell me where Kinanti is now?" Mr. Diman's voice has softened. He could not bear to see the family crying sadly.

"I don't know! I didn't kill him! Go all of you! Don't bother me!" scream Aruna. "They! They are all worthy of punishment! Not me!" shouted again.

"They? Who?" Mr. Diman's body grew weaker and weaker to hear it. What's behind the mystery of Kinanti's disappearance?

(Connected)