INDIGO “SANG INVISIBLE MATA”

INDIGO “SANG INVISIBLE MATA”
SKID 3


(Sunday, March or April 2010)


This holiday I just stayed with my father, mother and sister to go to grandma's place. As usual when 2 men at home of course one thing can happen.


When the mother goes to leave the child or baby to the father, of course, everything will be different. The child will be a toy for the father, whether teased or used as props for toys.


There was even a child left with his father, affixed to the wall or on the face of the child filled with scribbles of color when his mother came home.


But that applies to small children and babies only, when a child father will do anything for his child so as not to grow quickly.


If it is another adult to take care of it, not spoiled let alone angry. Especially for a boy who has grown up, the father must have told him a lot to help work both important and not.


I'm a boy and first in the family much to be told by the father. Even so I did not refuse or hate him, I was even happy if I got an order from the parents.


When the mother left for 2 days, there were no side dishes in the fridge or dining table. I just got home from a friend's house. Go in and see my dad sitting in a chair watching television.


This hot day and hot, of course, I want to eat and sleep immediately, but the nature of men is different from women. Dad can't cook let alone me, just cooking noodles is enough for me.


It's not healthy to cook noodles for lunch, so dad told me to buy some food outside.


"So don't buy satay just to eat" cried the father from the family room


Sate, skewer meat and roasted long ago then draped by peanut seasoning. It's nothing but waiting for it to be so long, I'm a little lazy to buy it.


"Well, where's the money" can't refuse me to obey


"This is the money" said it turns out the money is in the father


"Where?" I extended a hand


"This" father gave me 20 grand to buy satay


"Why not rice Padang alone, it is the same origin" said my inner


At that time I was 7 years old, buying satay using a bicycle because the place is quite far. At that age, I understood the ability of my eyes.


Once there people queue up quite a lot, but that's not what stupefied me. But a white cloth stood in front of the satay stall, upright standing and large, white using a shroud that was quite dirty because of the spotting of the ground.


I thought it was just a mistake from sight. But when passing through it it really felt real, my body goosebumps did not stop. For a moment I felt he was looking at me, but I decided to go find another shop.


When I pedaled back the bike, the figure was already inside and was in the middle of 2 people eating satay. Either my feelings or not but a water seemed to fall on their plates.


The water came from the figure of the pocong, at that time I still did not understand. Because of my fear I left quickly. And when I was far enough away from the stall I ventured to look back.


There is a look back the figure of the pocong standing in front of the stall. But quickly a surprise came, he suddenly showed me a face, I knew it was quite a distance away. But with a hunch I knew he realized it, if I saw him.


At first glance his old face with torn skin and was black in color, his eyes were big and his mouth looked like a stroke person.


It was scary.I was speeding away looking for protection. A place where many people gather.


So I bought satay somewhere a little far away, and to go home I turned the road so as not to meet the figure of the pocong.


A few months went by, I myself still remember the incident, an apparition I thought was just a dream. Afraid that I would never pass in front of that satay shop again, it was fortunate that I rarely went there.


The shocking news sounded to the ears, it turned out to be a reality. Warung satay in front of it precisely there is a figure pocong that turns out to use "Seller".


"Ohh it's worth it that the stall is always crowded" my mother said when her friend came to visit


"Yes ma'am, I'm also a weird pepper. Meal time at the satellite place is good, but the time at the satellite house is mediocre"


My heart doesn't know if it should be happy or sad to hear that. Though I want to think that the pocong is just a ghost wandering around. But it turns out that the figure is a pocong, the "Seller" tool Warung satay.


SELING 3.... FINISHED