Dwarf
52. Does Parakang Exist?

"Well, you like to look at the stars and the moon, but look now you're so dirty then don't complain in the middle of the night if you feel itchy."

"Well, Indo," Saoda replied with a smile.

"Quick go upstairs!" his parents took off the jacket Saoda was wearing.

Saoda ran up the stairs and his steps fell silent at the dark door of the house above. Not a single bit of light was visible. There was only a darkness of the night that looked very frightening.

Saoda turned around and decided to sit on the steps staring at Indo and his Father who seemed to be busy washing dirty clothes.

Not long after he saw his father who filled the bucket with water and covered it with zinc.

"Why not cook it, sir?" saoda asked that made the two men look over.

"Soda, why haven't you boarded yet?" asked Sambe who looked astonished.

"I'm just here."

"Why don't you want to go up to the house?"

Saoda is silent. He turned his head and looked up at the door of the house that looked dark and then looked back at Sambe who was now looking at him.

"What's wrong?"

"House looks dark, Indo."

"Why is it dark?"

Saoda. He glanced at Jambe who was also looking at him.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?" ask Jambe.

Saoda remained silent.

"There's no way he's scared. How could he be afraid? He is a brave boy. What would he be afraid of?"

"Maybe he's scared. Just ask him!"

Sambe now turned to look at Saoda who was still sitting quietly on the steps.

"Why don't you go up to the house? Are you scared?"

Saoda looked up and not long after he nodded.

"Fear of what? You're never afraid of anything. Just ask you to be brave and then you're afraid of what?"

Saoda who had been bowed had now looked back at Sambe.

"Parakang" answered Saoda, making Sambe and Jambe look at each other.

"Parakang?" sambe's question made Saoda nod.

Sambe let out a long sigh then immediately stepped closer to Saoda and knelt right before him.

"What do you know about Parakang?"

"The parade is creepy. He eats people and walks. Saoda's afraid."

"Where do you know about Parakang?"

Saoda turned to look at Jambe who was now quickly busying himself with the clothes he was squeezing.

Sambe looked over at her husband for a moment and then looked back at Saoda.

"Soda, there's no such thing as Parakang. Now get up to the house and get to bed!"

"The parade exists. I told him in the rice field."

Sambe sighed and then rubbed his son's hair.

"Yes, already. Let's go up!" invite him then grabbed Saoda's fingers and pulled him to make Saoda quickly rise from the steps.

Saoda ran to the bed with a brown wooden bed that was covered with a cotton mattress. There was no bed sheet on the mattress so it was only on the base with a holster that had been split into two in order to widen.

"Wait a minute!"

Saoda stopped his run making him turn to look at Sambe who was holding a broomstick and sweeping the bed surface.

"Did Indo do it so that there is no Parakang?" tanya Saoda made Sambe's hand movements that swept the mattress to a halt.

Saoda is silent.

"Ride up!"

Saoda ran up to her bed and immediately laid her body on the bed. His two eyes were now glancing at the window slit that had its curtains open. Not long after his eyes diverted staring at the hands of Sambe who immediately closed the gap with curtain cloth.

Sambe looked at Saoda who had been looking at him since.

"Did Indo close it so that no Parakang would see us sleeping?"

Sambe let out a long breath.

"Soda, Indo shut it so that cold air does not enter the house and bothers you to sleep. Do you want to get sick?"

Saoda. He looked at Jambe who was now stepping into the room. He was seen pulling the curtains that managed to cover the surface of the entrance.

"Sir, why don't you just make the door there?"

"Why indeed?"

"If Parakang enters how? If there's a door, it's impossible to get inside the house."

Jambe just smiled. He glanced at Sambe who now had a flat face.

"It seems like the story you're listening to is pretty good," Sambe mentioned then he stepped past Jambe and climbed onto the bed and laid his body right beside Saoda who immediately hugged him tightly.

"Ah, later you make this room a door," said Jambe then put a torch in the corner of the room and turn off the fire to make the atmosphere of the room now become pitch black.

The sound of a crickets that sound gives the impression of silence and tranquility tonight. Silent and quiet accompanied by the night wind that blows through the window and roof gap slightly hollow.

"Indo!" call Saoda.

"Emm?"

"Did Indo close the window tightly?"

"It has. Why why?"

"If it's not a meeting maybe Parakang can come in."

"There is no such thing as a parakang."

"Then why would his name exist if no one had ever seen it."

"That parachute is an evil creature? Or is he a creature that only comes to bad people?"

"He can come to anyone, Saoda especially to people who don't want to sleep like you," Sambe explained, causing Saoda to quickly fall asleep.

He closed his eyes tightly with his hands hugging Sambe's body tightly. Saoda pulled both of his legs and folded them.

Sambe furrowed both his brows. This time, her daughter slept this way.

"Why are you folding your legs like that, son?"

"Soda was afraid that there would be a Parakang who pulled him and took Saoda away from here."

"Not to think too far, son! If you always think bad, bad things will happen to you."

"But if you think well then you'll get a good thing anyway."

"That thought affects everything. A brain that thinks well affects the heart and body well."

"Remember the good and you will forget the bad."

"Forget about the Parakang!"

Saoda nodded. For some reason after hearing what Sambe said made him feel comfortable. Not long after he began to fall asleep after Sambe patted slowly Saoda's buttocks who had now completely fallen asleep.

"Sir, you better not tell the figure of Parakang to Saoda. Saoda should not have known the figure that had frightened the villagers."

"Yes, I know. But I'm just telling you about my experience."

"I know, Sir. Your experience is a lot. What experience can't be saved and told later."

"How else to? It's already gone."