The Angkara Murka
The Book of Warriors Verse Seven
“Maryam is the wife of Carik Darwen's youngest son. He is my master the owner of the house. His son's name was Jati. So Maryam and Teak are a couple. They live in the third house building in this large Carik Darwen house complex.
“At first I tried not to get too dizzy with this feeling. Moreover, Maryam had never really noticed me. Every time he passed, his face was smiling, but I was sure it was part of his charming facial water, not specifically for me.
“This is what makes my tongue always dull. Like I do not know human language I do not even want to try to open my mouth to say hello, afraid even the growls that come out of my esophagus instead of words and sentences. For a long time, I realized that something was growing in my soul. It was love that blossomed in my heart, growing up like a human disease called a tumor. Sometimes I don't even have the power to withstand the turmoil anymore, like wanting to explode and destroy my body.
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“Have been five years, or more (well, I've never been good at counting time), since I first saw Maryam. It hasn't changed at all. Teak has not been able to give him a child and time like stopping spinning because wrinkles that usually occur in normal humans never perch on the face of his father. But Maryam's treatment of me slowly changed until it changed completely. No more smiles on his face. First there is fear, then fear. Though I have tried as polite as possible when passing by him. Or maybe I was horrible in his eyes?
“Over time I started to realize this because we didn't know each other very well. This love that blossomed in my chest needed a stage for him to see. This love is forbidden. I need to be aware of who I am in this family and this house, what my job and responsibilities are. I also understand that Maryam is Jati's legal wife, Darwen's youngest child. But I need to let him know. I don't want this feeling to whip my heart as it pleases to be alone.
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“’What is on your mind exactly? Maryam, my daughter-in-law, is getting uncomfortable with all your actions. You should be good at keeping your face,’ Darwen told me one day. He is quite old, although almost invisible to his original age.
“The body is still quite contained and strapping. His white hair seemed to try to cover up the awkwardness of his head at this age where there was no visible meaningful wrinkles on his face. Apparently Darwen has started to see my strange movements towards Maryam.
“’What do you mean, Darwen?’ I said I was trying to pretend I didn't know.
“’Don't you make a show again. No son of mine knows what kind of man his father is. So there is no need for you to add and make everything runyam,’ he said.
“See once Darwen starts to get exhausted with his life. His body can resist the old, but his soul is porous.
“’You mean, I have to go all the way from your kids?’
“’Ya! But you know what I'm not talking about. Maryam, my son-in-law, has been very disturbed by you for the past few years. I ask that you no longer dare to show your nose in any way in front of him. She is the wife of my son who of course has become my own son.’
“I feel no need to cover this all from my master, “’I'm in love with Maryam, Darwen.’
“’Stuck! You should realize who you are!’ Darwen exploded. I've never seen him this angry.
“’Why am I not allowed to love, Darwen? Is that how I am in front of you? Is it because I've served your family so long that I don't deserve someone's attention let alone love?’
“’What kind of creature are you?! Not only do you not know yourself, you are also stupid, stubborn and ...,’ Darwen is out of words.
“”Enough, I don't want to dispute with you.’
“’Why are you avoiding, Darwen? Isn't it true what I told you?’
“’I said shut up you!’
“’Why don't you ever call me by my name?’
“Darwen. It takes a deep breath and exhales slowly, ‘Alright, genie guard. You are indeed nameless, but my ancestors called you Jin Obong! I think it's time you were brought back to your responsibilities and authority.’
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“I looked up at my large, tall body to the ceiling of the house, my hands and almost my entire bare body covered in feathers, as well as the sharp claws on my five fingers. Both of my lips also felt fangs sticking out of my mouth. Slowly I said, “Give Maryam to me, Darwen. It is my right, as I promised your ancestors.”
“’No. No Jin Obong. Your agreement never applies to anyone else, only to me and my descendants.’
“’That covenant asks that your descendants be counted from your ancestors, or a woman from your family circle to be my companion.’
“’Will never be Maryam.’
“’Come, Darwen. Give Mary to me, and I will free this covenant forever. I see you're tired of working with me. The wealth I have given you will not run out until seven generations.’
“’My ancestors came to me now have embraced black magic. I too was not spared from the curse. I don't want to seek justification for my sins all this time. But that's enough for me. I will not bring my descendants into Hell. Everyone should stop here,’ he said staring intently at my eyes.
“I shook my head, ‘Darwen, do you realize what you're talking about? I didn't ask for much. I'm just asking Maryam and you and your children to be healthy.’
“’No. There's nothing healthy if I give up Maryam. That's a depraved act. I'm asking you to take my life now and leave my family forever,’ Darwen's pair of eyes burned my body.
“I know his intentions are round. No one will be able to change it. For hundreds of years I've been looking after this family, I just asked that I have Maryam. I also don't know why the love that man has can enter my soul. Maybe I've been under Darwen's family for too long. I also want to escape this excruciating feeling. If you cannot get Maryam, the only way is most likely to untie this covenant forever.
“I stared again at the long, sharp nails at the end of my fingers. The black nails slowly lengthen. I saw Darwen standing up straight. He breathed, puffed his chest and closed his eyes, “Do Jin Obong, do it. I set you free.”