Pickup Transportation
Section 132: Saba Alkamah 17
After the third year Alka lived in the village, there was no longer a schedule of feeding Alka done by the residents, because their land was already very fertile, no longer need saliva which is still hidden the origin of which is the reason their soil is healed again from illness to be unable to make plants grow like nature.
Alka also grew up well because once she was three years old, she was preoccupied with all the happiness her foster parents gave her, because money was no longer their problem.
Time went on, although Alka no longer provided the benefits that were in her for the village, but Alka was still a child hero for the village, so everyone still respected and loved Alka as the golden child of the village.
Today coincides with the age of five years Alka, her adoptive parents prepare a birthday event that at that time is usually celebrated by making tumpeng, a, inviting children of his age and preparing snack parcels as a hand, the same as now only tart cake has not been too popular in the village.
The big house has been decorated in such a way for the village's golden boy, his birthday celebration is even planned to be celebrated three days and three nights by considering wayang people and also regional dancers as night entertainment.
Festive, Mr. Kades intervened to contribute to the birthday event, because he thought Alka's contribution to this village was very large, no matter how old, no matter how old, but he deserves to be loved because of all his services.
“Bu, all the food for the parents of the children who come is ready?” his foster father asked.
“Already dong Pak, look tuh, later on parasmanan meal only if the children are already glorious celebrating our children's birthdays.”
“Alka dear, here Daddy fat Nak.”
“Dad, Alka is no longer a child, so let Alka walk. Alka does not really like celebrations like this, Alka thought it was a pity to waste money on trivial things like this.” Alka said gracefully, she is indeed no ordinary toddler.
“Son, my dear, come on, don't sulk, everyone is very excited to welcome your birthday, everyone loves the same Alka.” His father persuaded Alka not to show an upset face.
“If you guys love me, should have heard me talk, should know what I like and not, lastly, should not force me, because that dear definition should be comfortable.”
“Smart dad's son once, surely abis read romance books again huh? you are still a child to read adult books so.”
The house of Alka's adoptive parents indeed there was one special room to read, the books there were many, Alka's request, no one taught Alka to read, she taught herself, she taught herself, most villagers learn to read from their parents who also learn self-taught from other families or from their parents as well.
Rarely villagers who attend the People's school, Alka is also not allowed to go to school because they are afraid that someone will harm Alka at the school.
So as a substitute for school, Alka called the teacher to the house, they of course can afford to pay, although in fact Alka does not really need assistance when she can read. His thinking power is very fast developing, he can capture well everything he reads, science books, astronomy books from abroad that have been translated, he said, the book was bought by his father in the city when it came to business, to romance novels.
Alka grew up to be a carefree child, a smart child, beautiful and very graceful, because her mother always bought the best clothes in town.
“Yes Dad, let's start meeting the guests and greet them politely, is that what Dad wants?”
“My son is indeed the best child.”
“Of course.” Alka then walked in her father's sidecar, they were in the courtyard to welcome guests into the house, some small children began to enter and sit in the place that had been provided, as they had been prepared, there was already a neighbor who used to help become a host who also started filling out the show while Alka and her father welcomed the guests present.
Children enter the house and sit on the carpet in their house, parents sit outside where the tent has also been set up, worried about the heat, because the rainy season should be three months away.
Parents are also welcome to eat snacks provided at the front desk, snacks that are free to take. Parasmanan food is not yet welcome because it will be eaten after the event starts later.
Guests have been many, Alka forced her parents to stand in front following the direction of the host, there are various games they play so that the birthday event is more festive, and the, of course there are also gifts for Alka's friends who dare to come forward to join the game.
Alka was not very fond, but she was forced to put on a sweet face, as both her parents from afar begged Alka to smile and follow the show obediently.
Birthday events are almost finished, the parents who took their children are also busy eating the available dishes, gifts are given so much and big, big, of course it makes the little Alka who, although thinking far above her age, still happy.
Everyone is happy, the event is smooth, Alka's adoptive parents are also happy, because the food is quite even abundant, the guests also seem to enjoy the food.
In their minds, how happy it was to have Alka as a child, a child who had completely turned their life around to be happier, who used to live in a hut, now had a big house that people said, he said, gedong house.
Making his son's birthday party every year with a festive celebration, inviting many guests, respected all the villagers. What an achievement they never imagined they would get.
But ….
When everyone was happy, suddenly lightning struck, sinking, sinking, the trees around his leaf house and his branches swayed to the right and to the left violently as the wind grew longer and firmer, the tent also began to shake, and so on, all of that was then accompanied by a speck of rain that fell.
At first it was just a drizzle, then the longer the rain was getting thicker, the falling water was no longer a grain, but like spilling from the sky.
Everyone who was sheltering in tents, finally chose to go home the rain, who was carrying umbrellas in summer like this, the strange rain that suddenly came, there is no usual cloud that starts the rain, only lightning and rain that suddenly jointed.
The villagers dispersed, Alka's adoptive parents used the opportunity to start several houses so that the workers would not be able to clean their houses.
There was one tentmaker who took the initiative to clean up the bench in the tent, in order to shorten the time, so he still cleaned the bench despite the heavy rain, alka's father had said that later he would clean the tent and also the stool, he even said that the night would pay more.
But the tenter said it was okay, than he was there idle, because the others were busy cleaning the house and he was just a handyman who was hesitant to help because people ‘luar’. Therefore, he chose to clean the bench first, stack the plastic benches a few piles and will be taken by the tub car to pick up the tent, all of you, so my brother's plastic and his tent is rented simultaneously to one tent businessman in the next village.
When everyone was busy, including Alka and Alka's parents who helped bring her gifts into the room, suddenly the thunder boomed, so tight, so tight, the sound was similar to a jumbo firecracker being dropped, everyone was shocked, then laughed as the sound made several people so yell at the same time.
But among the screams was a very strange scream, that is, a shout.
“Please!!! help!!! please!!” From the front page.
Everyone ran to the origin of the sound, once their person got there, only the shouts and cries they let out.
“Ya Allah .. Yes Allah ... why can it be so?” His father Alka sat down in shock, because with his own eyes and the eyes of the heads of everyone who saw, they watched, the charred body that fell on the ground.
The tenter was struck by lightning!
“Pak, the tent has iron as a foundation to stand, iron is a lightning conductor, earlier I accidentally saw him holding the iron foundation of the tent when lightning struck, so his body was immediately struck by lightning and charred instantly, the lightning was really very fast the strike, even the flash was very visible earlier, as if it indeed struck directly in front of this house.”
His father Alka was confused and afraid, although he was not the cause, but the incident occurred in his home.
Alka came and was almost in the front row, but her mother was in the hunt to prevent Alka from seeing the charred corpse, she hurriedly pushed her son back, she did not want Alka traumatized, she did not want to, and after that Alka will find so many visions worse than that.
“What the hell is Mom? alka again finish gift, trus fitting out room, quiet, what's out there?”
“Nothing son, you are here only yes, in the room only, do not go out, later I call if you can go out.”
“Bu, what's up?”
His mother forgot that Alka would not stop if her curiosity was not met.
“Begin Nak, there is a handyman who was struck by lightning, his body is charred, Alka don't see ya, later you are afraid.”
“Astagfirullah, what a pity, is he still alive Bu?” Of course Alka knows, the final effect of being struck is death, for a five-year-old actually it is still too early to understand.
“Not Nak, his face and head are already charred as well, even his hair is not visibly.”
“That's a pity Ma'am, we must take responsibility for his family.”
“Iya Nak, definitely Nak. You take a break, Mom and Dad will take care of everything, open your card one-on-one yes, you must like it and are impatient right?”
“Yes, I wish someone would give me a book to read.”
“Son, you already have one room full of books, still so like books.”
Alka smiled, her mother finally left her alone in the room to take care of everything again, the rain seemed to slowly subside.
As Alka was focusing on opening her card, suddenly in the window, she saw something strange.
“You ... tentmaker?” Ask a man standing in front of the window of his room.
The man who looked charred nodded.
“You why are still here?” ask Alka again.
The charred man tapped Alka with his eyes that were about to pop out as there was no more flesh left on his face that was perfectly burnt.
“You, mad at me?” Alka guess.
The charred man looked at him more and more sharply, his hand he extended towards Alka's neck, the charred man broke through the wall, he was an unsettled spirit of sudden death.
“Ikut akuhhh ..” The hoarse voice said two words that made Alka pale and frightened.
“No! nay! release me.” Alka tried to take the hand off her neck, but when she touched it, she was overheated, her neck also became hot from the giggle, she wanted to scream, but could not, his voice did not come out at all even though he tried.
As her breath was already at the end of her throat and she began to lose consciousness, Alka was finally able to grab the vase that was on the window-side table, she nudged it with a very hard effort at the end of the rest of her breath, which she had been unable to reach, the vase of flowers fell with a very loud voice, someone was heard opening the door.
Checking it off, Alka whose body had been lifted fell down, she held her neck while adjusting her breath.
“Why Nak?” It turned out that his mother who entered, he was indeed near Alka's room while helping to clean up the carpet that was held for the event, the event was done right in front of Alka's room.
“I-it's Mom, it's Mom, she's strangling me!” Alka pointed at her bedroom window.
“What Nak? there's nothing there.” His mother was confused, as there could be no criminals, Alka's window was indeed open, but it was set up in a tight trellis, so that strangers could not enter or even reach out through the window from the outside, so tight those trellises.
“So there's a tenter whose body is charred it's Mom, he's giggling Alka.” Alka crying.
Alka had always been able to see ‘they’, but her parents always dampened that ability by saying that Alka was wrong to see, Alka was only fantasizing or hallucinating, so Alka tended to ignore her ability, but it was so clear, he saw the charred man standing in front of the window, extending his hand through the window and strangling him.
“But earlier Alka see Mom, really.” Alka was still crying.
“Tuh right, mother said also what, if you do not want to tell a story, Alka should understand, you must have been scared and finally hallucinated seeing the charred man, already now you just sleep first, then, maybe you are tired, open the card later just continued again.”
His mother pulled Alka away from the window, closed her window and accompanied Alka to sleep.
Although in his heart he was a little frightened, but he did not want Alka to know and see that, because he wanted to calm Alka now.
The thing his mother was afraid of was that, in fact, he smelled a charred smell earlier when he went into Alka's room, but he did not want to think far, but he did not want to think far, maybe it was because he was shaken by the incident of the tenter's snatch in their house, so his sense of smell seemed to smell a bad smell.
Isn't lying to yourself easy?
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Author's Note :
I want to say thank you to everyone who has supported AJP and I am, sorry yesterday I was too mellow, for readers who still survive here even though they may sometimes be hurt by my words, thank you for being understood and understood.
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