Monkey School
Blood tests Carxide
Knowing his wife had two different sides, he was increasingly surprised. Seeing his wife like a ghostly figure suddenly appeared inside two places. Aryo felt his heart pumping faster. For a few weeks, he has been taking drugs. The lazy man had been lazing on the bed for three days. He was used to living a life of contentment and possessions. Considering the trivial work, all the responsibilities of the backbone are released on his wife.
The feet in the wobble lifted up to the edge of the window. Hearing the powerful music, magazine books scattered on the floor. It was a beautiful morning for the world she lived. Laze all the time, even though his body temperature is normal but still he said the word pain as an excuse to relax at home.
In front of the house the teachers got down from the vehicle to visit him. Lilia glared as she saw her husband's legs sway out the window. “Yes my brother Aryo! Said sick! If the teachers see it, I'll be ashamed!” his murmur tried to take over the attention of showing the ornamental flowers offered near the front side away from the distance of the window location.
“Eh look whose leg it is? At home mom there are others huh?” ask Bu Bana.
“Iya ma'am, my cousin's sister came, Maklum ma'am, the boy's young soul so still a bit labile.”
A worker opened the door, Lilia let them in. He whispers to Aryo that the teachers are coming to see him. He told her to turn off the music, change the pants that the teachers had seen when her feet came out the window.
“Quick bang!” whisper it while pinching small.
“A sick! You are so cruel yank.”
The visit was warmly welcomed Tuja and Karsida who had just arrived at his son's house. No half-hearted teachers who were present greeted the hands of an envelope whose contents were rather thick. Their happy smiling faces received the grant money from the foundation owner.
“Wah, wow ! if gini sir Aryo must often absent father, mother. Let us get tips. Heheh, I'm just kidding Aryo” sir
Tuja orders ready-to-eat food, she also gives a pack of fruit hands. Coming to the house is like getting a lottery prize. Only Dimas seemed absent, he got so many distractions that every night his body seemed to be overwhelmed by something. The attack of supernatural disorder is not only from the school of monkeys but also from the figure of a creature that hides behind the beautiful face of the Jewel.
Aryo has not obtained a Bachelor of education degree, deed four is also not in his hands. But Lilia began to whine asking her parents for her husband to be the principal at the junior high school foundation. Tuja is very fond of her two daughters, especially Lilia. He felt deeply guilty for subverting his grandson to uphold his efforts and wealth.
“Bu, dad. Anyway bang Aryo this year so the principal yes, otherwise Lilia sulked.”
“Duh, you can't do that. Brother has not finished college, the teaching experience is still shallow. Especially as a school principal. Never had a dream like that.”
“You've been quiet Yo. My mom and dad support you. Isn't it bu?” said Tuja while smoking.
The man's body was thin dry. Every night he sat at the table reciting a mantra. Often he was possessed, swallowing all the bananas presented to the corner of the room. So did Karsida, no one thought he should be in the top loft doing his duty.
Incense smoke filled the room, curtains waving in the wind. From the top of the roof appeared a white monkey figure leaping closer to his thigh. He approached Karsida, the woman holding him in her arms like a baby to be suckled by her mother. Tuja is fifty years old, she can no longer conceive or have a child. His uterus was closed with a major operation.
The figure of the monkey suckled the blood he sucked all night. A request from one of the provisions of the pesugihan that snatched blood changed his world increasingly blackened. After passing through the night every monkey figure asked for blood conditions on him, his face paled even more. Body shaking open door. Once a year under the full moon, Karsida does the routine. But tonight, at his age, he could not bear to feel the pain of a very sharp jagged knife.
Thinking today that he was going to die, Karsida also wrote a secret letter that was only allowed to be opened by his two children. The signature stamped with blood, he fell unconscious on the tile all night.
Brughhh_
“Karsida! When did you finish your job? don't forget next year you'll have to give me a mash or I'll eat your son!”
“No! Don't!”
He opened his eyes, the oddity of feeling his body recovering did not hurt in the slightest. Karsida stood up straight, he stuffed the written paper into the envelope. In the living room, many jumping monkeys let out strange sounds.
“Pak! The father! Help me!”
Crekk. Tuja turns on the lamp, he sees Karsida banging his forehead against the wall. Tuja ran holding her head. He pulled his wife's body firmly and led her to the sofa.
“You why the hell mom? I told you I want to go upstairs with dad!”
“Master monkey doesn't allow anyone to enter sir. He wants to take our son if next year doesn't give him a crash. Hiks.”
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All the merry teachers received a windfall, not with Geha constantly staring at the envelope and the fruit on the table. He's still traumatized when he receives money from Tuja. Thinking about changing schools and giving back those gifts. Geha sets out her heart and mind to write a letter of resignation. He raised his hand, giving up if he was always in trouble with real or unreal monkeys.
Early in the morning, Geha waited for Karsida in front of her. He holds a letter and requests permission not to follow the rules of organizing a farewell event because it says there is a very urgent need.
“Hah, where is Mr Geha going anyway? How to rush the duck to his partner?” said Mr. Wala noticed his very serious face.
“I heard he wanted to resign sir. But maybe my hearing is wrong, it is impossible that Mr. Geha just stopped working” replied Wiro shrugging.
“Yes the father is right, especially in this school there are students who are the dream of his heart. Hihi.”
Mr. Wala rubbed his chin thinking Geha's attitude was different than usual.
“But something is strange sir. We haven't seen Mr. Dimas in days. The number is also inactive” he added then took the phone from a shirt pocket.