Terror Use
Extra part of Gibran's behavior

"mama......."

I was making my favorite cream fried chicken Gibran turned

"yes, what's wrong?" ask me

"that's....Ari.." he said as he pointed.

"Ari....What's wrong with Ari ?" ask me

"Ari nangis ma, his rich are afraid of Aunt Lasmi" he said

"oh my goodness, for a while mama washed her hands first "I immediately washed my hands, connected mbok Marni middle to the market I also chose to turn off the stove and continue later

"yuk "take me while grabbing my eldest son's hand

Ari is a call to my second daughter and mas Rifki, her name is Nuari Alara her age is still three years while Gibran ten years, Nuari combined my name ,Gibran and mas Rifki , ' she is still three years old , Nu(Nuri ), A (Adnan) ,Ri (Rifkey) .

Nuari is different from Gibran who can see the invisible, he is more timid even sleep and the state of the room must be bright, he is most afraid of the dark as well as the sound of lightning .

Arriving in room , I saw a crying Nuari by covering herself with a blanket

"honey ..hey you why "I tried to open her blanket, but my daughter was reluctant to open her, she held her blanket while shouting

"go... go....do not get near.....huuu...."

"Ari..sayang ..ini mama nak " said me and Nuari immediately opened her blanket and hugged me.

"mama... huuuu "

"it's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid there's a mama here" I said trying to calm her down

"there is also an older brother, you do not cry anymore , later angrily brother deh Tante Lasmi his, let not deketin you again " said Gibran to calm him down 'with a little glance at Lasmi

I feel happy and moved to see Gibran is very fond of his sister and always spoil her, but wait ..not if my daughter can not see ghosts ..Batin I began to wonder

"Ari accidentally saw my reflection from the mirror, and it looks like Ari can also see us, but not directly" said Lasmi who had been silent in the corner

"really , but indirectly what ... how does it mean ?" ask me in my heart

"like the mirror earlier, Ari can see ghosts through the mirror "his word again

"oh so yes" my inner

"Gibran, please accompany your sister first yes, mama wants to continue her cooking again, soon papa must come" said I asked the eldest after seeing Ari was calm

"ok ,mama just trust Ari on me, I will take good care of her" he said

I immediately went back to the kitchen to continue the cooking show but just got to the kitchen I gasped when I saw Wewe and Wowo cooking .

"jeez ..astaga ....what are you doing ?" ask me

"help you "answer them briefly

"help me" I murmured

I saw that they were flipping chickens in the frying pan

"mumayan also, you are the most reliable indeed , alright now you can go, soon mbok Marni must come , pity her if you see the kitchen furniture on the fly "

"oh ..ya yuk Wo, we samperin Gibran, I want to play with her " invite Wewe

"eh ...wait, if it is near Ari , try to avoid the mirror or anything that can reflect your shadow" I warned those who were answered by the second thumbs up and they disappeared .

Coinciding with that mbok Marni came with mas Rifki .

"salama-title...."

"waalikum salam ,mas,mbok" sahutku as he grabbed the hand of Rifki mas and kissed him

"hm..the smell is very fragrant, so the more hungry I "said mas Rifki while inhaling the aroma of my cooking

"you call the children gih , let this mbok prepared" said mbok Marni

"well, excuse me, "I went upstairs to where my two children were

tok tok tok tok

"Gibrans....Ari..ayo came down, papa was waiting for you at the dinner table "say I invite those who are playing snake ladder.

"why are you home ?" ask her second

"yes, yuk." I also hold hands to both of them.

Not that I've never been angry, I've often been upset by Gibran's behavior, especially if Gibran meets another ghost, there must be a thing ,he often berjahili ghost , once we go to the water rides, there is a ghost head butts , ' there ,instead of her fear or scream Gibran I instead snatch the head held by the ghost figure, he plays it like playing a ball while laughing satisfied, he said, people who can't see it just assume that Gibran is hallucinating and that makes me very angry there are even people who blatantly say Gibran should be brought to the sikiater, astaghfirullaahal'azim......I wanted to feel my face mocked, but I realized that what happened to Gibran was beyond human reason.

Even so, Gibran was including children who do not talk much, tend to be quiet, and closed, his attitude will warm and chatty if with family alone.

"papa......"

"wrong...."

my two children let go of my handrails and ran to Rifki mas, Rifki mass stretched out his two hands then caught his second , took him into his arms

I can only smile at her

"let's sit here "I also scoop the rice and the side dishes on their plate

"salama-title....."

"waalikum salam.." I said.

Mama who just came was sitting in her chair next to Mbok Marni.

"fortunately grandma came on time, if not can not not be the same you" said Mama Dewi saw my two children

"ih grandma will run out of the cafe, why not bring food from the cafe anyway " complained Ari

"honey, I can't be so ah" I warned

"joking ma.." he said as he lowered his head.

"yes, it's okay, now let's eat, but read the prayer first, who wants to lead the prayer?" mama Goddess stared softly at Ari

making Ari raise his head, Ari enthusiastically replied

"i. I want to read the prayer "

"is her beautiful papa already memorized the prayer before eating ?" ask me Rifki

"god..." Ari nodded then he began to read his prayers

"bismilbornrahmanirrahim... allaahumma baarik lanaa fiimma rojaqtanaa waqinaa 'adzaabannaar "Ari covered her prayers by rubbing her face with both her hands.

"amiiin.." said Gibran.

"Alhamdulillah.

We started to eat our lunch, so that after it was finished suddenly Gibran moved

"where are you going, where are you going ?" ask me to see Gibran with a piece of fried chicken

"i'm done, ma, I want to go to the room "his answer

"why keep bringing the fried chicken?" ask Rifki anyway

"hm.

"in the room" I muttered

not to mention I'm talking Gibran already ran into his room first

"i see first" I said to Mas Rifki

"yes "

I also walked with Gibran to his room, it's nothing I just wonder why every time Gibran finished eating there must be food that he brought to his room .

I opened the door to Gibran's room slowly, but I could not find the bathroom door that opened slightly, then walked towards the bathroom.

I peeked inside her and heard Gibran talking to someone

"how kak , it's good, it's made by my mama , mama is very smart to cook whatever mama cook must be delicious, but I like this flour fried ayang "

"hmmm..ltc ...enac.... "

I also stepped my legs slowly, so I was wide-eyed when I saw the figure that was popping from inside the closet

in the picture looks his toilet dirty, but let's just say his closet is clean ya😁

"asthaghfirullah......Gibran "blown me