Inherited Blood
Chapter 9 Don't Come Again

"Malik!" malik's father called. However, the man did not care and continued to step out of the house.

Malik's mother was cleaning the courtyard in shock. He saw the only boy walking towards the car. Malik's mother turned and looked at her beckoning husband, so that he would stop Malik. Malik's mother put down a broom, then walked quickly to her son

"Don't come back there, son." Malik's mother said.

Malik, who was by the side of the car, looked at his mother.

"Why, Mom? Let Malik go there. Malik wants to say goodbye, ma'am."

"You don't need to be alone. Free of you to come there, he won't know you're coming, son. Besides, Mak Nairah will definitely not let you meet him." Malik's mother said softly

"He must have known Malik was coming, Mom. If she meets him, Malik can feel her looking at Malik." Malik is telling the truth. His feelings could feel, when visiting Kemuning, the girl seemed to look and smile at him. His heart was very happy, staring at the beautiful face, as well as the smile of the girl he loved so much.

"Hhhhh, I am sad to see you like this. You must be aware, son. You will never be able to be with Kemuning again." said Malik's mother lirih.

"Yes, Mom. Malik had already noticed it, but Malik had to meet him today. Malik wants to say goodbye, Malik will never see him again."

Malik's mother was silent for a moment.

"If you insist too. Go, but you must go home soon. Don't stay there long. I'm afraid, Mak Nairah will do something bad to you." eventually, Malik's mother allows. Although, he had a feeling of fear for Malik's departure.

"Yes, Mom. Malik go first, huh?"

"Yes, Son. Be careful on the road."

Malik nodded, then got into the car

Malik's mother stared at his son's departure, with a worried heart.

"Don't hurt my son, Nairah. If you hurt her, I won't let you." Malik's mother said sharply. Malik's mother didn't play games, with her words. He knew, how the nature of Mak Nairah, the woman who had been his playmate, would do anything to realize the desire.

Malik's mother walked towards the house. Her husband was sitting on the porch, he approached the man and sat down before him

"Why did you let him go there."

"Let's, Bang. This is the last time he's been there. Let him say goodbye to Kemuning."

"You are just there. How could he say goodbye to Nairah's daughter? You're the same kid as you!" malik's father said loudly, then got up and went into the house.

Malik's mother only sighed, muttering.

"Don't worry, I'll do anything to protect our son."

Malik drives a car through a hollow road. The condition of the road in the hamlet where he lives is indeed concerning. However, the condition of the road never broke his desire to meet Kemuning. Just like, when they were dating this Street became a witness, every one Sunday twice visited Kemuning. But, this time was the last time to meet, with the girl of his heart.

After almost half an hour of travel, he finally arrived at his destination. The car stopped at the most magnificent house in the hamlet. The most respected shaman's house, Mak Nairah.

Mak Nairah was sitting down enjoying a drink on the porch of the house. Seeing the arrival of Malik, the woman's face looks dislike.

What'd he want to come back for? inner Mak Nairah.

Then, the woman stood up, as Malik got down from the car and stepped closer to her.

Malik smiled, got a cold face welcome Mak Nairah.

"Good afternoon, my beautiful mother." Malik smiled sweetly, then took Mak Nairah's hand to kiss her. However, Mak Nairah brushed off Malik's hand.

"To meet my fiancee, Mom. I haven't seen my boyfriend in a month." Malik smiled showing his white teeth The handsome man did not care, in the tone of Mak Nairah.

"I told you before, you never come here again. You are no longer welcome here." Mak Nairah's tone did not change.

"Can't, Mom. I have to come here, I have to meet my fiancee. I miss him, Mommy." Malik put on a sad face .

"No, you can't see my son anymore."

"Please, Mother. I miss him, I miss Kemuning my beloved heart." Malik's voice was clear

Mak Nairah was speechless, throwing her face away and looking straight ahead, with both hands crossed in the chest.

"Yellowing is no longer your fiancee. Your relationship with him has broken." Mak Nairah said, without looking at Malik.

"No, I will never break with Kemuning," Malik knelt in front of Mak Nairah," Don't torture me by severing our relationship, Mak. Was it my fault that Mamak did this to us?" Malik pleaded, with a sad face.

"Wrong you, you made Kemuning your future wife. If only you had stayed away from Kemuning, my son would still be in this world." Mak Nairah looks angry.

Hearing Mak Nairah's words, Malik lowered his head.

"Yes, Mom. I know, I was wrong. Because, I am Kemuning to leave this world." Malik blamed himself, "If only I hadn't taken him away that night, he would still be by my side at the moment. And, we must have been husband and wife and lived happily." tears slowly trickled down Malik's cheeks.

Mak Nairah looked at Malik, hatefully.

"Because of you, I have to do something, that will put me in hell at the end of the world!" Mak Nairah shouted.

Malik looked up and looked at the stiff face of Mak Nairah.

"I'm sorry, I. It was all my fault. But, Mamak shouldn't torture Kemuning." Malik said softly.

Hearing Malik's words, Mak Nairah's eyes bulged.

"Torturing you said? I can't torture my son. I love Kemuning so much." Mak Nairah's voice was slow, but sharp and cold.

Malik sighed, then got up and stood face to face with Mak Nairah.

"Mamak knows that Mamak's actions can make Mamak go to hell. But why did Mama do that too? Mamak said, because he loves Kemuning. But, Mamak didn't realize that it hurt Kemuning?"

"Shut up! You don't have to advise me. I know what I'm doing. You better go home!" Mak Nairah snapped at Malik.

"Alright, Mom. I'm going home, but let me see Kemuning just this once. This is the last time. Because, I'm going to get out of this hamlet." Malik pleaded again.

Mak Nairah did not say anymore, her face remained cold.

Seeing Mak Nairah silently silent. Malik felt the woman was allowing herself, to meet Kemuning. Malik went straight into the house. His feet stepped lightly towards Kemuning's room. After opening the door, his eyes looked at one figure of a beautiful girl lying on the bed

Pointing out a smile, Malik approached the bed.

"Darling, your fiance is coming......." Malik said, with a happy face.

Malik sat by the bed, then stroked the pale face of Kemuning.

"I miss you so much, Ning? You must have missed it too. Aye, right? But.." Malik's words stopped, his face became sad, "