Indigo Girl Match

Indigo Girl Match
Deaths


"Mom we've been here 7 days, Grandpa seems to have improved. We're going home tomorrow, right?"


"We wait for tomorrow, if you come to pick us up we'll go home." Bu Joko calms Bida down.


"Bida wants to go home soon."


"Yes, I want to go home too. No one bothers you, right?" Mom looked worried.


Bida shook her head, not wanting to make her mother anxious.


Bida wants to go home soon. Bida is not at home grandpa. Although Bida felt safe there was a grandmother and aunt accompanying her. But inviting them also does not relieve 100%. The arrival of Grandma and aunt actually invited some other subtle creatures . As of this moment, there were 2 bald-eyed brats turning, his eyes wide and bulging out. They like to joke with their aunt. Their laughter deafened Bida.


There was also an old man with a white beard who always invited grandma to chat about his grandson who numbered 70 people.


Bida felt noisy with their voices. Bida once told Grandma and Aunt to meet their acquaintances in the backyard.


Bida wants to sleep soundly without interruption. Just as Bida closed his eyes, there was a gentle rustling wind making him goosebumps. Bida tried to ignore it. But hissing sounds disturbed his ears. When Bida opened her eyes. Bida was wide in shock, unable to make her voice, a black-clothed figure without body, as if a shirt that floated but showed a body shape without a form holding a stick. The tip of the stick is three Cobra snake heads that stick out their tongues and hiss sssh sssh sssh sssh


The figure pointed the tip of his wand at Bida's feet. Bida was very frightened, but was unable to make a sound. Bida was eager to call grandma and aunt. But his throat was choked. There was black smoke on his neck. Bida felt her neck suffocate, Bida closed her eyes while praying. There was a groaning sound, aaaaaaaa Bida ventured open her eyes as her neck felt free from the giggles. The ghost of the bamboo tree was squeezing the necks of the three snakes, until the tongues of the three snakes were stuck rigidly inaudible to the sound of hissing. Then the bamboo ghost brought a figure that only looked like his clothes by carrying the three necks of the snake's head out of the house through the wall.


Bida breathed a sigh of relief. Grandma and aunt came to Bida immediately to ask her how she was.


Outside the room was very noisy. Bida ventured to peek out of the window by revealing the curtain cloth, Bida covered her mouth. Looking at the bamboo phantom, with flaming eyes, its long, gleaming pointy fangs and thick fur all over its body were like beating on something invisible, like hitting something invisible, the moaning sound of a bamboo ghost that resembled Wowo was like a tiger pouncing on prey, the cloth shirt of the figure carrying the stick was torn tattered camping. His wand lay with the head of the snake that was not moving. The old grandfather and the two boys who were often with grandma bowed silently.


Krompyang.


I rushed to Grandpa's room. Grandma who was in the bathroom immediately completed her wishes and was moved to her husband's room.


Bida also entered her grandfather's room. "What's up, sir? Are you thirsty?" Grandma Bida picked up a glass of stainles that fell rolling on the floor. Water is on the floor. Bida immediately took a rag in the kitchen and wiped it. My mother and grandmother were with my grandfather. Grandma Bida feeds grandpa with water using a spoon.


Sweat covered my grandfather's forehead. Then Bida saw a huge figure that covered his view. Grandpa, grandma, and mother were deterred by that figure. Bida's body trembled, grandmother and aunt were nowhere to be seen. The figure was like doing a movement of pulling something out and then darting away. Grandma crying sniffles. I called grandfather. "Sir, Father, wake up..."


Bida finally understands that her grandfather is dead.


*****


In the afternoon, after the funeral.


Mr. Joko came, he saw a white flag placed in the yard of the house.


Bu Joko greeted him while crying. Joko sir held mom. Letting her mother cry on her chest.


"Prophe mom, please... " She rubbed my mother's back.


Bida was moved to see her mother and father.


I took my mother to sit down after she calmed down. Bida's grandmother looked very sad.


"Joko. let your wife and Bida accompany me until the seventh day. After that, pick them up. I don't want to be alone right now."


Mr. Joko looked at his wife's face and nodded his head.


Bida went straight into the room, slapping her body. Crying on a pillow.


I approached Bida. "Bida, don't you mind accompanying me here?"


Bida shook her head but her tears slid down her cheeks.


You know, what you feel. You were also once young. Sometimes we have to make tough decisions.


"Bida, the father will return to Surabaya but the father will stop by the house first, if Bida there is a message that wants to be conveyed to son Levi. Father will convey. Bida can write a letter if Bida is shy about delivering it to you." Bida smiled shyly but her tears slid down. Bida was very happy but also embarrassed.


"Bida only wants you to ask Levi to wait for Bida to return before going to ******." Bida was very embarrassed, not daring to look at her father.


"Father told Levi's son that the father who asked or Bida who asked for Levi's son to wait for Bida?" Joko Sir teases Bida. Mr. Joko is convinced that his house is not finished at this time and it is impossible for Levi to leave his job just like that.


I don't know what makes me believe and trust Levi. Maybe the happy look that had been on Bida's face since her presence made me believe so much. Mr. Muhit was my minister when I handed over the cow sales money to Levi's account. Mr. Muhit also thought I was careless enough to let the marriage contract happen. Mr. Muhit is an immigrant who does not want to know about the customary customs of the village. Mr. Muhit said, "If I were in your position, I would not only slap your neighbor named Sulis, I would weld his mouth. I'm not going to marry my son who's still going to SMK to a man I don't even know who his parents are and his address."


Mr. Joko often felt Mr. Muhit was right and blamed himself. But every look at Bida's face twinkle beside Levi, making him again convinced of the fate that has been engraved between Bida and Levi.


Mr. Joko just hopes, Levi keeps his promise to let Bida stay in school and pick him up later.


Bu Joko gestured for the father to follow Joko into another room.


"Sir, take Bida. I'm alone with you." Mr. Joko looked at the suspicious mother.


"Is Bida bullied by subtle-creatures?" Joko asked slowly.


"I'm sure yes. Bida just doesn't want to worry me. The night when her grandfather died, Bida's body trembled and barely held her body. He also often stared at things with a frightened face. Please sir, take Bida home."


"But you still have to go to Surabaya bu until next week. Bida will be alone at home."


"Bida's not alone, there's Levi at home."


"Mom, aren't you worried about leaving Bida with Levi?" I stared at my mother


Mom looked frustrated but she changed her face again. "Which father chooses? Bida with her religiously legitimate husband or Bida wretched because of the actions of a subtle creature? I drove my father stiff, I wouldn't be able to see if Bida ... "


"Mom !" Mr. Joko slightly snapped at Bu Joko which made him sob.


"I'm sorry, ma'am. You didn't mean to yell at you." Mr. Joko clutched his wife's head to his chest.


"I was pregnant for 9 months, I gave birth to her. For me Bida's safety is paramount. I don't care about the others."


Bu Joko broke free from Pak Joko's embrace. Even Bu Joko pushed Pak Joko's body hard with sharp eyes.


Mr. Joko was very surprised, he had never seen his wife this angry.


Pak Joko remembered the tausiyah Pak Soleh. "If we believe, we will not doubt what Allah has ordained. What's he afraid of? Was he afraid" of Bida's husband who had paid his dowry and said kabul ijab demanding his right?


Answer yes. Actually, Pak Joko wants Bida to graduate from high school before marriage.


But the fact that the kabul is already happening religiously.