MOM
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Upon Sezha's arrival at home, he immediately rushed into the room. He still feels uncomfortable from this house Nova until now, he is at home. Sezha locked the door to her room because she didn't want anyone to come in.
"Why am I so nervous ? what was that water that Nova's mother sprinkled ?" Sezha wonders.
Not only the anxiety that Sezha felt, but suddenly his neck also felt itchy.
"It's my neck, it's itchy. Why oh my goodness, is there-is there a-is-there ssshhhhhh ?" Sezha did not know the reaction of his body, he continued to scratch his itchy neck.
In the middle he was busy scratching his neck, from the outside of the door his mother called him.
"Seezha ! you're home already ?" Ask Sezha's mother.
"Yes, Sezha has come home !" Sezha from the room.
"The door is locked, I want to go in ! Excited mom while turning the door handle.
"But Ma'am, Sezha wants to take a bath first. Later if Sezha has finished Sezha came out, wait Mom !" Reply Sezha is still in the room without opening the key.
"Yaudah, I just want to say, if mom and dad want to go for a while ! you keep the house because you're learning together at home !"
"Yes ma'am, just go !"
Mother's voice was no longer heard, Sezha continued scratching her itchy neck.
"Diihh not clear this shaman, the new age once already itching gini my neck. Jeez can not be let this, mending me hunted there aja deh."
Sezha walked towards the mirror, she wanted to see the itching on her neck.
When he saw it from the mirror, he was shocked by the condition of his neck. Her itchy neck, a reddish rash, and her nails scratching her neck.
Amidst his regret towards Tukijan, suddenly appeared the figure of Tukijan in his room.
"You want to see me, I don't need to be here." Tukijan's voice spoke to Sezha.
Sezha who was still looking in the mirror, felt that he heard the voices of the fathers talking to him.
"Why do I hear someone say that, huh ? am I hallucinating this itchy country, in this bad." Mumbled Sezha was still busy scratching his neck.
"Based on girl b*doh ! I'm behind you." Sentak Tukijan's.
Sezha turned around.
"Lho, father ?! can you enter my room ? the door to my room is the key." Sezha was surprised not to be upset because Tukijan was already behind him.
"I can tell you are anywhere. Now I want to ask, why are you saying my name ?" Hardik Tukijan's
"Mother also heard me ranting ?" Sezha put up a tense face mimic.
"No need to ask enough questions to answer what I'm asking."
"Aisshhh.iya deh sir. This I want to protest, I just one time dabbled last night is this why my neck so itchy keep red gini ? it's getting longer, it's getting hot again. What kind of oil did you give me ?" Sezha asked about the oil.
"Before I answer your question, first I want to ask. Where have you been today ?"
"Geez sir, each of me is not an answer I get but a back question, this is what the meeting point is. My neck why is this sir, is this a side effect ? please tell me sir, I can't stand this, it's itchy."
"That's a side effect of the oil you applied." Tukijan.