Opung Tolu's
Testimony

“Togar, eat this” said Mr. Bram insert betel quack administration he met.

“Quick chew and swallow! You must promise to be a submissive child after your desire to marry the girl reached” said Mr. Bram again while making sure the betel was completely swallowed by him.

“What is this dad? Unpleasant” Togar shut his mouth holding all the contents of the stomach that almost came out.

“Don't be chatty! Spend!”

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On the green balcony, there are some red and brown scarves still hanging there. Relics belonging to the wife, Mr. Bram who is still loyal to this day is reluctant to find a replacement or give another space for love in his heart. All the property and layout of the house remains the same, in the big house Mr. Bram often daydreams considering the togetherness of his wife who has died.

“Mawarni! if you know your son is getting married, you will be happy and happy. I know your nature is very indulgent Togar dulua” muttered Bram withstanding the drizzle puddle that almost stopped at the corner of his eye.

The large painting is displayed on the wall near the mattress, a balcony separated by glass and white curtains adjacent to Mr. Bram's room located on the second floor. Formerly around the edges there are various kinds of flowers in a small pot, Rawarni likes to take care of and care for it so that during the day and night the scenery is beautiful and fresh-scented natural flowers. Mr. Bram rubbed a picture of Mawarni, he could no longer bear to shed a cry due to his chest that was too tight.

“My wife, Togar loves the wrong woman. He has a science that can make a disaster on our children. What am I supposed to do? I don't want him to hate me if he's against this marriage.”

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“All is clear, my sister must have done something wrong. I have to stop him” muttered Ani walking up the stairs.

“Not locked” said Ani.

Dark room, no window vents. In the corner was an old bed made only of bamboo mats. Ani watched the table which was covered in a large black cloth inside. He almost fainted from the pungent smell of frankincense. Slowly Ani's hand pulled the edge of the black cloth.

Sreekk.

“Arggghhh!” a shrill scream saw the skull head gritting its teeth approaching it.

“Kakak, don't ever go into this room again” Tolu pulled his hand.

Ani stomps her hands and points to the table, “katakana! What does all this mean!”

“Didn't you see it? I did this all for our survival while voluntarily treating the villagers without expecting any reward, Tolu replied.

“It's not like this! Don't you always teach us not to go the wrong way? Hiks” cried Ani pushed Tolu to hit the wall.

“So I'm sorry, but if I wasn't like this maybe we'd starve to death in a remote village and find work hard. I did everything for family” Tolu tightly grasped Ani's hand while crying.

“You should have been lazy to perform worship and obligations as a religious people. Just so you know Tolu, until whenever you're against all this! From now on you choose brother or all this shit?” said Ani with a snapping tone.