Rania's Invisible Search
PART 274 AND IT TURNS OUT?
I ran against the speed of the motor driven by Wati. He hooked both eyebrows staring at me questioningly. He got off the motorcycle and approached me. Immediately I pulled Wati's hand away from the crowd.
"What are you hiding from me, Wat? I feel like you're covering something up for me, even if you're avoiding me!"
"There's nothing about Ran, your feelings only times. We will talk later, yes, Mas Pram is waiting at home with Mom. If I'm late, he can go berserk later. Poor Mother bothers to take care of her."
I exhaled a deep breath, and let Wati go. It makes sense, too, that's why I let him go without giving an explanation.
"What are you doing Nduk outside?" Ask Mr. Jarwo who just drove out the annoying demons on the outside terrace.
"Rania suspects the same motion of Wati. He's hiding something from me. Wati has never been like that before." Answer me by lowering my head.
"You are sensitive to the people around you Nduk. But if I tell you, pretend you don't know anything from Wati. He doesn't want to make you worry more." Imbuh Mr. Jarwo while raising his head to the dark sky.
Mr. Jarwo took a cigarette from his pants pocket, he lit a match and enjoyed the cigarette in his hand. He explained that it was possible that Wati had violated the warning we gave. My mind just went to that one thing.
"You mean they've done that, sir?"
Only a nod of the head became Mr. Jarwo's answer. He said nothing more, and his silence made me even more anxious.
"How could that happen sir? Pramono who was that innocent could not have thought to the thing that led there. Rania wasn't sure if they did."
Astarghfirullah's. Wati should have changed immediately when I touched on this matter. He must also feel guilty for not keeping his word to us. But it is also true, said Mr. Jarwo, we can not entirely blame him. Because after all they have officially become husband and wife, and both are already both adults. But the problem is, if all that happens, there is certainly another figure that affects Pramono's mind.
"Why are you quiet, Nduk?"
"It's okay, sir. Rania was just agitated thinking about everything."
At exactly one midnight, there was a sound of a car engine that stopped right in the courtyard of the funeral home. A couple got out of the car and went straight into the house. From behind, a tall young man with a well-proportioned body just got out of the car. He walked into the funeral home. I ignored them, and continued my conversation with Mr. Jarwo. Vaguely heard the grapevine residents, who said if the new guest came was Mr. Langgeng's biological child with his adoptive parents. I don't know what happened inside the house, before long the sound of the screams of some people. Some were crying and some were screaming in anger. Mr. Jarwo immediately ran into the house to make sure what happened. Not wanting to interfere with the family's affairs, I just sat outside thinking about the possibility that had happened to Wati.
Tap tap tap.
There were footsteps running towards the empty garden. My focus was diverted, I saw someone stop under a big tree by banging his hand against a tree. It looks like the man is Mr. Langgeng's biological son. Somehow he seemed shaken, whether he had just learned the fact that this family was his biological family. I approached the man, and stood behind his body. It seemed like he was completely shaken and needed some time alone. But the conditions in this village are gripping, he could be possessed by supernatural beings if he stays here. So I decided to stay behind him, to make sure nothing would happen to him.
"Who are you? Why are you standing behind me?" Ask her with a trembling voice. It seemed that he was holding back the cries and resentment.
I just kept quiet not answering her questions. I am no stranger to his body and voice. Maybe this is just my feeling.
"I'm sorry if I bother you or make you uncomfortable. I just want to make sure you're safe."
There was no answer from that man. I just stood quietly behind him. Until finally the man turned his body by lowering his head. He asked me to leave him alone. The man spoke without looking at my face at all. Oh, no, it's up to him. I warned him, but he was annoyed by my presence. So I let him stay there, and I went back into the funeral home. And there I saw the faces of a couple who had just come up in the car. As I rounded my eyes, I was very surprised to see the faces of the two.