The Struggle of a Child
Wake up
"Sir, sire !" Our neighbors started to panic.
"What's wrong?"Said my father
"It's beginning to wake up, sir."
My dad immediately got out of his chair to see my mom. Is he really conscious or not?
My own father from earlier he wanted to see and sit next to my mother. However, it was blocked by that smart guy. He said, "don't be near"Eventually my father, undoing his intention to sit next to my mother.
"Lo, what***?"
My father, too, was silent while staring at our neighbor. My father, when he saw no sign of him coming to his senses.
"Yes, sir there was!"Said our neighbor.
He too, looked closely at my lying-down contact mother.
Time is it! but it was already moving his fingers.
Meanwhile, boisterous rumbling sounds had already been heard from the crowded neighbors crowding the house. They were like, looking at a free spectacle exhibition.
My mother's action today was so stunning. The style of the stings so long like, made-up acting.
Another with the words of the smart man aka shaman.
"It's possessed!"While standing he continued to surround my mother. Rushing with his spell and splashing water that sprinkled it into the body of my mother who now wet her body visible.
"What's the hardship?" Ask neighbor.
"It's like it's a kuntilanak possession."
"Buck off!"
Hearing that even the neighbors who crowded in our house were staring at each other. Holding the nape of those who are goosebumps. Make their hair stand up while stroking their own hands.
I takuuut! I kept moving closer to my father who was sitting in a chair.
Hearing the words of Mbah shaman. My father's face instantly turned sour hearing that.
"What's the hardship?" My father was straight-faced. With a faint sound to my ears.
"It was the time! Know me that getting possessed by kuntilanak is impossible, like that!" Neighbors.
"Well, how could it be like, that's weird! While frowning.
"It seems, this is what he made up so that the longer the problem is."
"Eh, or don't-don't! While looking at that shaman Mbah, "this seems to me, I know him?"
His face was full of deep question marks.
"Yes, I already know. That's not a smart guy like you said." Pointing towards Mbah shaman.
"The father was just an ordinary man. He is often called by people. But only, to massage. There's hell! You know, aka his sixth sense but, he's not who you know like this."
"If I knew he wasn't possessed! He's just pretending."
"When did he have a show ?" Ask the one.
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Because of the crowd in my house my father didn't cook today.
However, my father took my mother seriously. Seeing my father keep staring at my mother. I, too, watched them both. First, what I noticed was my second father, my mother. My eyeballs too, turning alternately to see them.
"Hm!"Instantly the shaman took a long breath. It was as if he had given up on the look of his face that was starting to tangle.
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Let go!
Looking at my mother who was lying helplessly. Her anxious face looked at my mother as if she was saying, why not be sober as well?
"Oh!"He got up from his seat and put down all his tools."Sorry, there's something we need to talk about."
"This is how I apologized before."
Looked at my father but sometimes looked down too.
My silent father stood like a statue in front of him staring at the shaman Mbah fixedly.Waiting for the answer from the man in front of him.Small grasping his fingers.
What the hell answer would he give me about my wife.Why? He opened his mouth to talk to me.
I was waiting for a moment, but not a word came out.
"Mmm,***!" Mbah shaman took a deep breath.
"What next ? What do you want to say, talk I've been standing here for a long time."My papa.
"Be, this sir. Seeeactually the wife of the Father is not possessed or the like."Mbah shaman's.
"What's? So, you guys here are just wasting my time. You'll know what someone's supposed to be home at this hour, right?"In a high tone my father spoke to Mbah the shaman.
"If you knew nothing had happened! Wh why? You're still here for a long time, you should've left earlier, huh!" My father was angry with an annoyed face closing his eyes while taking a deep breath.
Hearing my father's anger, the shaman was silent. Looking down though, occasionally he also saw my father, who spoke.
Meanwhile, our neighbors and some people including me. My father shut up and left our house.
"Sir, sir, I'm home."In front of the door, put his foot.
"She, thank you ?" Ask dad.
"No sir, change at home."
Huh! That Mbah shaman makes us tired, dikirain was right.But it turns out,**huuuu! Cheers they left our house.
Our house was instantly deserted. My mother, who was still lying, was left alone. Including my father also left him lying in the living room by himself.
Just-there!
"Sir, wake up !" My father said and left him.
I guessed it was just now. When I saw his hand. The time of his finger movements right, it is impossible to faint like that.So, hindered cooking, where do not pray Dzuhur anymore.
"What time is Liyan?" Ask my dad from the kitchen.
"Hour 13.00 WIB dad."
I'm still sitting next to my mother.
"Go there quickly! Find your sister what time is it? Not back home."
"Good Dad." Hurry up to leave my mother alone.
If my father knew. I was sitting next to my mother, watching her pretend to faint. My dad must be mad because my dad knew he didn't faint. But my father kept quiet to see them. Do they feel or see the same thing? Like My Dad. My father doesn't want to embarrass the shaman.
He still respects her. Although, my father did not believe everything he saw. What else did the shaman say to him.
"Liyan!"
There's no answer!
Where is this kid? Has he left?
My father, who had been in the kitchen preparing the lunch menu, was now approaching the living room.
*No* !
Suddenly his eyes were fixed on the woman who was lying weakly with her eyes still closed and her hands still tense.
My father approached him curiously watching his body!
There was a bow yes, his hands twitched.My father also opened his eyes wide.
Turns !
There are! My father said with his eyes pointing fingers at his hand in motion.
Hm! It turns out he was just pretending. My father said in his heart with a cynical face.
"Hey, hey, let's get up!" My father said with annoyance while shaking his body.
However, he did not react when he heard my father call him.
Seriate......