Am I Different?
(S2) ~ Father's Stories

Grandma came to them both, she panicked when she saw my father lying on the floor. At the same time as the arrival of the grandmother, the father opened his eyes. But there was a blank look that was being emitted.

"Le, wake up." Said the grandmother while shaking the body of the father. (Le name used by the Javanese to refer to boys)

Grandma said the father of Pakde Hadi's story looked panicked.

"Why, Le? How can your sister get a gini?" ask grandma.

Dad suddenly laughed out loud, his eyes glaring upwards.

"Call your Father, Le. Why is your sister?" grandma looked panicked.

Pakde Hadi obeyed the wishes of grandma, after which grandfather came with eyes that look sleepy.

"Why, Brother?" ask your grandfather to Pakde Hadi.

"Said he was followed by a demon, sir. Suddenly fell that way, I do not know why," replied Pakde Hadi at that time.

"What is your son? This possession," said the grandmother.

Grandfather with knowledge taught him to try to be aware of the readings that he understood, and of course he was helped by Pakde Hadi.

At that time my father realized and he was already in the room. I dyed to see everything that looked panicked.

"What's up, Mom?" ask the father who doesn't understand.

"Couldn't you? What are you doing?" ask grandpa.

I looked down, wanted to tell a story but hesitated. He was afraid that the grandfather would scold him. Pakde Hadi still forced, even he threatened Pakde you want to try asking his friends who are used to being with him.

"I asked Rudi if I didn't want to tell a story" said Pakde Hadi.

And after that, the father also admitted if in fact the father was idle and tried to open the inner eye. He also before that did fasting tirakat as prescribed. It turned out that of the four children only the father of his inner eyes was able to open.

He was also shocked and astonished. I didn't think there would be something like this. Dad felt sorry.

The day keeps changing, grandparents try to close their inner eyes but it is not that easy. Father was often possessed, but the word father gradually could accept it.

The obstacle is that I can't control his ability. Almost a year on, the father began to accept all that but remained constrained by frequent possession.

Grandma and grandpa had some ksli bring it to smart people to close but still unable. Until one day, his neighbors told him there was a mass ruqyah in the city and could heal with complaints that his father had.

Dad had rejected it, but both parents still insisted because they could not bear to always see father like that.

The next day the father and family went to town by renting a neighbor's car. They deliberately set off when the sun rises, so that the city does not bad luck.

The show starts at 07:00. They were hoping to arrive before that time. And sure enough, they got there at 06:00 but the people there were quite full.

"It's full of people, sir. We're not going to be?" said mother.

"I'm the same Mas Hadi tried to ask yes, Mom," said the father.

Father and Pakde Hadi immediately approached a group of people there. He tried to ask about this event, apparently they had to register with the committee. Without being told by parents, they also went to the registration committee and the father registered.

After that they approached grandma and grandpa after the list. It took a very long time until the father was called, the father was asked his complaints and wishes. So that he wanted to not be able to see the devil again and of course to divide his body so as not to be possessed again.

Ruqyah was started, it took a short time for that. After completion of the father is equipped with several letters of the holy verse of the Quran to fence his body so as not to be possessed again.

They came home in the afternoon, since then you can see again invisible creatures. He felt alien again to his incompetence. He could not see invisible creatures at first, but could still feel their presence.

But after doing the practice given by Mr. Kyai who handled it, I could not see ghosts and could not feel his arrival as well. Father said it took a long time also for the adaptation to return.

His father said he was looking for something missing from his body.

*****

"So the short story is more or less so, Dek. That was also the father when possession only heard from the story of the late Pakde Hadi," said the father.

I smiled at my father.

"Then why do you want to close my eyes? I even from small loh can, how many years to adapt? It can be crazy I feel something is missing," I said as I smiled a little at my smile.

"Your mother, Dek. I refused the proposal" replied the father.

I rushed to look at my mother.

"Mom don't know if that will be the effect, Dek," mom gave an excuse.

I scrunched my forehead.

"Dadn't really tell a story?" my many.

I just shook my head without saying anything.

"Dad deliberately buried deep in the way Dad used to, Deck. Not to mention that ability comes down to you," said the father.

I smiled, as if in my life I was like my father. I just realized, it turns out my father always supported me and directed about my abilities because he once had the same ability.

"Had you always directed me as if you knew. This is the reason," I said.

Dad stroked my head while smiling.

"Entah Dad used to want to shut up. If you weren't the one who made Dad, you probably wouldn't have told me" replied Dad.

"And if Dad told me a long time ago, maybe I would never feel inferior or different myself, Dad," I said with a frown.

"I'm sorry, Dek," said the father.

I just nodded my head and hugged my dad. Not feeling the adzan magrib was reverberating, we decided to end this story and immediately rushed to pray magrib congregation.

After the prayer ended, we went out of the room and joined the gathering with grandma and Aunt Santi.

"Hello, Key." Jeje.

"Hello, Je. Why?" I asked to see Jeje sitting at the dinner table and there was a book lined up in front of him.

"I learned, as my Grandma and Mama cooked, he he he," Jeje replied.

I also moved my seat wheel with my hands toward Jeje.

"Kangen's studying too, can I help you?" my many.

Jeje looked at me, not rushing to answer my question.

"Don't be, Key. Don't be forced, pity you" Jeje said.

I looked at my mother with a pouting mouth.

"Can you, Mom?" my many.

Mom and Dad both shook their heads at the same time.

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