
"So, I mean Ms. Ukha..."
Lukman stared in disbelief at his older sister.
There are two ghosts with the likeness of Mbak Mirna, if one of them is true Ms Mirna, then the other one who?
Sister Ukha nodded her head.
"He's not Mirna, Man, there's another ghost resembling Mirna out there, who's spreading terror in this village for whatever purpose."
Lirih Mbak Ukha's.
Lukman sighed, his brain so complicated to think about the possibility of who actually made the tantrum.
The mother who looks to be greeting the Dede Panji then says,
"Wis tomorrow again discussed, it's night, do you not want to sleep."
"Later Mom, it's not sleepy, it's important anyway."
Says Mbak Ukha.
Mom sighed, though,
What is the importance of discussing ghosts, that there are Mothers just hear it so goosebumps. Not yet finished the problem of Yanto in the supermarket, then Ukha at home, now the neighbor child Junaedi.
"Tomorrow Maak will go to Nyi Parijem."
Mbak Ukha continued the conversation, as if it was difficult to stop talking about the ghost of the sister-in-law.
Lukman looked at Mbak Ukha, his,
"Mbak will invite Yanto, long ago Mbak thought you might be right, if there is something that makes Mirna not calm. Although, Mbak also can't accuse Yanto of doing something to Mirna."
Mother Ukha said half-whispered, afraid that Yanto who slept in the back room heard.
Lukman nodded, though,
"Maybe not directly, but obviously it's quite influential."
Lukman.
Then...
"Mother."
Call Lukman, please,
"Why does Madam Ukha believe it's not Miss Mirna?"
Ask Lukman curiously,
Ms. Ukha looked back at her sister, her heart also felt strange, but really she could feel if what she heard from the ghost who met her was indeed true.
Moreover...
Mbak Ukha then remembered the story of the owner of the stall,
"Junaedi's mother."
Said Mbak Ukha Later,
"Junaedi's mother? Why her?"
Ask Lukman,
"The mother of Junaedi told me, if anyone in her house near the grave the door of her house was knocked, when it was opened it was Mirna but her face was broken."
Mbak Ukha said,
"Khaaa, already..."
The mother from her place sounded reminiscent.
"Please ma'am, this is important."
Says Mbak Ukha.
Lukman desperately agrees, that this time the discussion about the ghost of Mbak Mirna even more like a puzzle that needs answers.
Tanya Lukman, who then made Mbak Ukha nod,
"That's what Ukha's mother means, Man. That since then Madam Ukha denger story from the owner of the stall, then got a whisper from Mirna, it feels like Mbak Ukha increasingly sure it is a ghost that haunts out there not Mirna, Man, it is, but another figure,"
Lirih Mbak Ukha,
"Is this possible to involve humans?"
Lukman muttered, while his brain was busy wondering, who would have the heart to do it, and on what interests, to make such terror by utilizing Mbak Mirna.
"The cracker-seller's ghost, have you ever heard him sighting again?"
Ask Mbak Ukha then on Lukman,
Lukman put his shoulders down,
"If you don't know, what about me, every day I never sit with people here, my peers in the village are not as good as they used to be, lazy to want to be too often nimbrung."
Sahut Lukman's,
Ma'am Ukha sighed, sighed,
"Yes, you're a real man."
"Maybe it's just once, now what is clearly making a scene is Miss Mirna, it's definitely starting tomorrow, he will be more often a gossip, pity him."
Lukman said, lirih,
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Winda had just come out from where Mr. Sono was, he brought a bottle of water again.
Only a small glass bottle, which he then put into the trunk of his motorbike.
Willa will be home soon, he's very tired tonight.
Yanto has no news, contacted was free, his phone was turned off.
Willa is upset but doesn't know who to expose.
He got on his bike, then drove the bike to his own home.
This time he came home through a big road, deliberately through a big road because it was crowded, and indeed the house of Winda was also near the big road.
Winda put forward his motorbike while a little daydreaming, until when on the road that was close to his house, suddenly from a distance still far, Winda saw a woman who was like walking across, like walking across the street,
The woman walked slowly, with her face looking towards Vinda, the longer the face exposed to the lights of the Winda motor light was like no stranger to Vinda...
Huh!!
Winda was strangled, while they were about five meters away, where the face became clear as Mirna, the late wife of Yanto.
Winda was about to turn around, when the woman like Mirna stopped her path, and turned towards facing Vinda.
The startled winda almost lost its balance, and one car sped quickly over from behind, and...
The car hit the woman like the late Mirna.
Winda spontaneously screamed, he and his motor slammed to the left,
The car penetrated the body of a woman similar to Mirna, but the figure also then in an instant dodged.
Several vehicles that passed, saw Winda slammed into the roadside seemed to pull over and help Winda.
Winda frowned, he was like a dazed man, looking for the figure of Yanto's wife.
"Would I take you to the clinic?"
"Are you just getting home, ma'am?"
Noisily people asked, Winda shook his head quickly,
He was more focused on finding the figure of Mirna who was clearly standing in the middle of the road.
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