The Story of the Mother of the Bodyguard
malicious intent

without imagining someone began to be interested in the figure of Sekar who had been famous for being kind.

how not, the girl was very interested in him at this time, he even felt stupid because all this time was not aware there was such an attractive girl around him.

"you actually look what, how could you not realize there is a beautiful girl, and now you feel sorry, very late," he murmured standing in front of a large photo.

even in front of him was arranged all kinds of offerings even there was the head of a goat that was placed on the face.

of course, don't forget the seven-figured flower and the incense lit, "make him look at me, and get rid of anyone who wants to get in your way, understand.." the man's orders to the figure who had been helping him all this time.

the large black figure nodded and then left, on the other side zaka was praying at night.

earlier he felt sorry because his wife was too tired, which is why he chose to pray alone.

the black figure was standing right at the village gate, grinning showing a large canine tooth.

not only that, the sharp fingernails touched the ground and the large, flaming red eyes increasingly cast a terrifying shadow.

but the figure was surprised when he saw there was a group of bodyguards.

even this time the leader of the party was an old man carrying a lantern in his wrinkled hands with long fingers.

even the way the old figure walked was so difficult with drops of blood pouring profusely from the mouth of the figure of the grandfather.

and it turns out that there was a chain that bound the grandfather with an iron ball as a ballast.

"beyond.." lirih the grandfather who wants to pass with the group of bearers of the body.

Zaka opened his eyes when he felt something was wrong, but he could only think.

after a while, the gripping atmosphere gradually disappeared as a chicken crowed.

She woke up not feeling the presence of her husband.

"mas..."

unexpectedly, Sekar immediately hugged her husband spoiled, "i want to eat you,"

"do you eat me dear," said Zaka smilingly rubbing his wife's cheek.

"mas..."

seeing his wife who was so spoiled, finally Zaka and Sekar did sports at night and then slept because of fatigue.

the next day, a drizzling rain poured down on the village, Zaka woke up and found his wife by his side.

he immediately got up and went straight to the kitchen, and saw his wife cooking.

"why do you wake up, it's Sunday we're lazy yuk," zaka asked.

"oh mas, there was another death broadcast, I was waiting for the mas to invite you to serve," said Sekar

"all right, I take a shower first and pray, after that we leave yes, but who dies," asked zaka.

"it was Mr. Sukoco whose house was not far from ours,"

"alright, baby I take a shower first but please make a sandwich yes, at least I will not starve later" said Zaka who was immediately given a feed of bread by Sekar.

while at Mbah Tejo's house, the man was sitting on the terrace with Junaidi sir who was enjoying a warm cassava.

both of them were shocked when they saw Zaka and Sekar who came by using an umbrella.

"where you going?" call Mr. Junaidi.

"loh father and Mbah are still at home, not to the house of Mr. Sukoco to serve," asked Sekar confused.

"for what, he had his own membership, Mbah had already come from there and the members of the association forbid us to take care of the body, so we went home anyway there was no benefit, too," mbah Tejo said casually.