MY name is Naima
Stories at night
Tonight....
The clock shows at 19:00 WIB, the air is hot, I take my towel and I go take a shower.
" Stop, why follow me? I want to take a bath, sit there "I said to the girl's spirit a little irritated, because she wanted to follow me into the bathroom. I was a little girl, it doesn't mean she can follow me to the privacy of my life.
The water felt fresh in my body, and I cleaned my body to relieve the current sultryness. After the shower I put on my pajamas, after which I came out of the bathroom. Then I lay my body on my soft bed, the girl sat beside me, she was constantly staring at my face.
" Sister, why look at me like that? " i said to ask
" You're a good and beautiful Naima, maybe when you grow up you'll be a very beautiful girl" she said
" Sister is also pretty" I replied to the girl
" Whose brother is he?" much
Tok tok tok.
" In.the door is not locked" I said.
Suddenly, Ms. Warti entered my room.
" Why haven't you slept, son? " said mbok Warti asked
" No mbok, I'm not sleepy yet" I replied briefly
"Tomorrow help me, make me a license yes mbok" I said to plead with Ms. Warti
" You sick Naima?" ask her as her hand touches my forehead to find out if I am sick.
" No mbok, I just want 3 days I don't go to school mbok" I said to mbok Warti
" Daughter, you'll miss your lesson and if your mother finds out she'll be mad at you" said Ms. Warti
"Mom's mom won't be angry, after all she's not at home for 1 week, besides I'm also a smart child, I won't miss a lesson" he said.
Mbok Warti just smiled and stroked my hair, I knew that Msbok Warti would not be able to refuse my request, then mbok Warti agreed to my request and told me to go to bed quickly, then mbok Warti out of my room.
"Actually whose sister? " just ask the girl again.
" Naima I was an orphan, my father had died before I was born, and my mother also died after I was born. I'm not the son of a rich man like you Naima, my life is full of struggles. I was raised by my grandmother, my grandmother lived alone, she must be sad because I didn't come home these few months" said the girl then she cried. I touched the girl's hand, and I felt her sadness. The spirit continues the story .
" Naima I went to High School, so I could go to school, I helped my grandmother sell around and become a oddball, because I was smart I got a scholarship from school, it helped my life a little. At school I liked some of the boys at my school, but I rejected them" said the older brother.
I'm just a kid and at my age I try to understand adult problems and be a good listener.
" One day came a new student, the son of a rich man, and he expressed love for me Naima. At first I refused him, how could the rich man's son love me who to eat alone had to struggle to squeeze sweat, but he showed me the sincerity of his love and I accepted his love. Since then my life has been more colorful, but some people are jealous and often do bad things to me, bully me, insult me and demean me just because of my social status. Until one day when I got home from school, a car stopped in front of me, on that deserted street 2 men kidnapped me Naima, they raped me and killed me, cut my body and threw it somewhere different" the brother said to me. At first he told his life story with a feeling of sadness and then he seemed so angry, hate and revenge.
I listened to all the stories carefully, I was able to feel all the sadness .
" Sister knows who killed you brother?" much
" They covered her face, I recognized her scent, her voice and the look in her eyes, they were going to die Naima "
I didn't dare to say a word, I just kept quiet .
"How can I find your body, brother? " many
I just nodded .
Tok ....tok ...tok.
" Naima you haven't slept? " there was a voice from outside the room.
" Not yet, I'm not sleepy" I said
Suddenly the door of the room opened, when she came in and sat down beside me.
" Why haven't you slept, son?" ask Ms. Warti to me.
" I'm not sleepy yet" I replied briefly.
" You were crying, son? " tanya mbok Warti while looking at me sharply.
" No mbok, who cried "I tried to cover things up.
"I took care of you from childhood, I know you, you can't lie to me" said Ms. Warti trying to get an honest word from me.
" Are you sad because your mother doesn't care about you?" ask Ms. Warti to me.
I just shook my head, as a sign that I wasn't crying because of my mother's attitude towards me.
The story of the brother that made me cry and mbok Warti did not know that there are actually other creatures in this room, besides me and mbok Warti .
Tonight, Msbok Warti told me about my childhood story, my little mischief story and told everything, sometimes I laughed when I heard how to tell her a pretty funny story to me.
Long enough we told the story did not feel the time showed at 10 pm, mbok Warti forced me to sleep. I followed his will and I turned off my room lights, the atmosphere became pitch black, I stood up and turned on my sleeping lights. Mbok Warti then left me and once again he told me to go to bed immediately, then he closed the door to my room .
" Naima who's that grandma?" ask the brother to me.
" She's been my nanny since I was a child, to me she's like my grandmother" I answered briefly
" Naima, sit down for a while" the brother told me
I followed my brother's request to me
His hand touched my chest and he was shocked.
"Naima how can inside your body dwell a lot of spirits?" ask the brother to me.
" You are like a room for them to stay, your kind heart is able to calm them down Naima" the older brother told me.
I just kept quiet and didn't understand what he meant.
" Naima don't let anyone hurt you, if a little blood comes out of your body because someone hurt you, then death will threaten his life" the brother told me.
I just kept quiet, not a word out of my mouth.
" Sister, I'm sleepy, I'm tired" I told the girl's spirit
" Sleep beautiful sister, I will take care of you" the spirit told me. I put on my blanket and tried to sleep, though in my head I kept asking if there was a spirit in my body ?
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