Pickup Transportation
Section 139: Saba Alkamah 24
Alka approached Mr. Kades, Mr. Kades immediately grabbed him with a knife inserted previously on the back of his pants.
Got hit!
Alka's face was bleeding, her cheek was hit by a large kitchen knife. Mr. Kades laughed at that.
“You think I'll be quiet when I face a demon child like you?” said Mr. Kades. While the axe that Alka threw earlier had already been plucked from her leg, blood flowed from her leg. His hand was still holding a knife that had been covered in Alka blood. He forgot, that blood was the blood of the son of the devil, which brought calamity.
Alka rubbed her injured cheek. It turned out that the wound made her cheek tear quite deeply, Alka was not afraid of death. He was still approaching Mr. Kades, while Mr. Kades was still brandishing his knife.
“You're afraid, why retreat?” Alka asked while laughing. His laughter made anyone shudder, because for a five-year-old, whose cheek was torn from a knife, his expression should have been fear and tears. But, he laughed giggling.
“Return you, or I'm out!” Mr. Kades just kept trying to attack him. Alka did not back down in the slightest. He would not give up, if it was that easy he gave up, of course the charred corpses behind him would live again, because they died in vain.
Alka advanced by running, her legs are still short because she is currently only a five-year-old child, making her have to take big steps to be able to attack Mr. Kades, he said, but he had already taken his axe.
The axe he slashed into the stomach of Mr. Kades, Mr. Kades could not dodge, in an instant he collapsed. Alka's ripped cheeks, nothing, because Mr. Kades' torn stomach was much deeper.
Alka laughed again, she looked satisfied. But after he laughed out loud to see Mr. Kades who fell down while holding his stomach that was almost hollow, hollow because of a torn wound that was wide and deep enough, crying. Yes, Alka was crying like a child.
“You shouldn't have killed my mother and father, only those I have, I don't have anyone! you should at least let me go with my mom, we'll go. There won't be many lives that I kill. Because of your ambition, everyone dies!” Alka was crying loudly.
“You think fear at all times, fear that the central government will know that a little boy is what makes this village prosperous again, not me who is the head of his village, it is delicious. You know, even when your father was at the banquet between the village chiefs and he smiled as everyone praised me for being so great at building the village, I didn't take it personally. I know, that smile is a mocking smile. Your father did it because he knew all this prosperity was because of a little boy like you!
What's wrong is that you, you should never have been in this village and made everyone fall asleep with the blur that turned out to have an end.
I've planned so many murders against you. I'm picking you up, but the genie in charge says, you're even too dark for him. I sent people to kill you, but again failed, but they have managed to settle into your house. He said you look really scary when you're about to be killed. Your face turns to scaly and they can't move when you and my men are far enough away.
You know, even the waitress I assigned to poison you is sick, but you, you're still alive.
From there I know that you're not human. I can't kill you, I almost gave up and prepared for the secrets of this village to be exposed so that I won't be appreciated by the central government. But, suddenly the lightning came and grabbed the tenter, and he said you saw the demon in your house, from where I felt God had given me a way, a way to finish you off.
Slander, I will make a very cruel slander, even if I have to lose my most loyal man because he sided with your father, lucky he was stupid, he said, he believed it as soon as I said that the boss came because he wanted me to help him burn you down with the people.
You know, how innocent my man was, he believed and was so scared to approach your father with that fake news.” Mr. Kades laughed again, on the second waiting for death, he felt no need to defend himself, indeed he did everything.
“You know, I don't care about you, my dad and mom too, they admire you so much, but my instincts catch on, that you're not a good person. Honey, my father and adoptive mother are all too innocent, they just trust you.
My innocent father must endure the pain of being burned alive, so will my mother, then I will make you feel it too.”
Mr. Kades is still not dead, he is waiting for death because blood has come out of his stomach in large quantities.
Alka went to the kitchen looking for matches and kerosene, because in that year the stove was still fueled with kerosene, so every house must have kerosene in his house.
He took the kerosene that was still fully loaded and went back to see Mr. Kades.
With a flat expression, Alka poured the kerosene over Mr. Kades' body. Mr. Kades was silent, he could not move anymore, could not even ask for help or plead, who would help him, everyone was afraid of a child of that age, Saba Alkamah, the son of a jinn with high knowledge.
Alka burned Mr. Kades from under his feet. Mr. Kades looked in pain, slowly the fire rose up over his body, from his legs, to his thighs, the part of his stomach that had been torn off, he said, until the fire became more free to enter his organs through a ripped gap in the stomach, burning whatever he passed.
Alka moved out, still with kerosene jerry cans and matches. He doused the floor he passed and set fire to the house, the home of Mr. Kades close to the forest.
Then after that, he went to the house next to Mr. Kades, he entered the house, the house where Mr. Kades' confidants lived, they all hid when his master had just been finished off, by a five-year-old.
The five men were like chicks losing their mothers, they were running away. But alka had surrounded the house with fire, so that no one could run out. Alka approached them one by one, tearing their stomachs one by one with her long fingernails that had been out of nowhere. Her hair, which was often pigtailed in two by her mother, is now a mess, her long hair is messy, and her hair is, plus her white, torn-up nightgown on various sides and many black stains from the smoke from the fire she made in front of the bodies, making Alka look perfect as a demon child.
The bodies of five of Mr. Kades' men were scattered and convulsed, because his body was burned alive. Alka had completely darkened her eyes, until she was indiscriminate again, when she came out, she saw some people who were trying to put out the fire, she was chasing the person to be burned, some survived, some survived, some were hit by fire, although eventually rescued by other survivors.
Alka then walked, along the way people continued to avoid her, fearing the impact of her anger.
Alka walked into the forest, in the forest she saw there was a small cave that was not too deep, but the cave was covered by a thicket, and it was covered by a thicket, Alka tugged at the bush with her long hoofed hands. After clearing the cave he entered, a dark and stuffy place. But, enough to protect his small body, even though the cave is not too deep.
Alka sat down from exhaustion, fighting and having slaughtered many people made her tired. Slowly he spread his body with his legs curled.
Tears fell from both eyes.
“Mother, I want to be hugged.” Alka said so, she missed the mother who she said was the foster mother, but of course the real mother had taken care of her wholeheartedly.
“Dad, Alka hungry, hungry once.” Alka said again, though no one came to her to hug her and feed her.
Not long after Alka fell asleep, in her sleep she had a dream.
“Alka .. Alka dear ... wake Nak.” A warm and gentle swipe to his head woke Alka in her dream.
Alka opened her eyes, she was shocked as the cave turned brightly lit. But what made him shocked was that his mother was there, Alka was even sleeping on his mother's lap.
“Mother, Mother Alka is afraid, Bu.” Alka hugged her mother.
“Son, look, whatever they say and whatever you do right now, is wrong. You have to change, Alka's mother's son is a good son. Mom and Dad can leave you. But, God will never leave Alka, because Alka is a good child, Alka is not a child of the devil. Alka had to make amends for it, Alka had to live well and be a child that benefits many people.”
“Mother, Alka is afraid, Alka wants to join mom and dad.”
“Nak,” suddenly his father is in front of him too, “you still have to stay here, you have to do as much good as possible for God to forgive Alka and give Alka a better chance of life. Mom and Dad will always love Alka, remember that yes Nak.”
After the kiss and warm embrace Alka woke up, the atmosphere around her was dark again, Alka wiped the tears that had fallen because she was crying.
Alka woke up and realized, it was just a dream, a dream so beautiful, if she could be stuck forever into that dream, but no, unfortunately, she had to wake up.
It was morning as it turned out, Alka was looking outside, she was hungry, she was about to forage, maybe leaves or if lucky would meet a much better one.
Alka walked straight into the forest, she was looking for edible leaves, if her mother used to cook for her and her father always bought everything she wanted, now Alka had to find her own food. Leaves and twigs that he can suck because of thirst.
After feeling that it was enough, Alka returned to the cave, she did not want to return to the village or go far away from the village. He did not know what he should do, because right now all he wanted was to remain in this village, with the memories of his adoptive parents.
At night, Alka was hungry again, but she held it back, because she was lazy to go out, she held back her hunger and tried to sleep.
But Alka could not sleep, because she heard strange noises, voices calling her name.
“Alkaaa .. Alka .. Alka. Alka ...” Alka woke up, she came out of her cave, following the sound towards the village.
When he returned to the village, the village was quiet, dark and there was no one there.
Alka was confused, whose voice it was, without feeling she kept walking and finally returned to her former home, the house where she and her adoptive parents were chatting, from afar, from afar, Alka saw a black silhouette in front of her house. He ran over, as the black silhouette looked like his mother.
When it's close, right, it turns out his mother.
“Mother!”
“Iya Nak.” His mother hugged Alka.
They both entered the house, the house became brightly lit, the living room, the expensive carpet, then he was taken by his mother to the dining table, where his father was sitting preparing for dinner.
“Dad!”
“Alka, here eat first Son, you must be hungry right?” father said.
Alka sat down beside her father and saw that shady face, her father gave her an empty plate and fed her rice and side dishes.
“Eat a lot ya darling.” Her mother was also at the dinner table, the three of them had dinner as usual, Alka was very happy, she was greedily eating that had been cooked by her mother and provided by her father.
Alka was full of smiles while bribing her food.
“Enak Nak?” Mother asked.
“Enak Well, thanks ya.”
“Enak meat?” his father asked again.
Alka nodded.
“You want more Nak?” His father thrust out the side dish that was still on Alka's plate.
“No Well, this is enough, there is still kok.”Alka pointed at her plate.
“Why eat so little Nak?”
“Alka happy to see Father and Mother again.”
“You sure you don't want to add Nak?” mother asked. Same question as his father.
“Iya Ma'am, don't want to add.”
“But ... The meat is still a lot.” His mother looks disappointed.
“It's enough Bu.”
“If this is enough, then why are you burning that much meat, we will have trouble spending it.” His mother laughed out loud, and his father laughed.
Alka was speechless, she was shocked because her mother had never laughed like that, her mother and father had never laughed so horribly.
“I-mom, A-dad.” Alka called out slowly.
His mother and father turned their heads, the shady face turned into a scary face, the face was slowly charred, the two people before him became charred and still continued to laugh with shrillness.
“Who are you!” Alka yelled at the two bullies, obviously this was not her parents, she was also confused, why she could forget that her mother and father were gone.
“We? We are your father and mother son, here eat again.” The two men invited him to eat.
“No! Don't want!” Alka got up from the chair.
“Why? is the meat too charred, so you don't want to eat?” ask one of the two people who are angry.
Alka looked at her plate, a plate that had been filled with rice and side dishes, turned into a plate containing charred meat, very black meat.
Alka was startled, she tried to run, but the door was closed, the two bullies laughed and started to approach her.