Those Who Want My Body
Aunt Beautiful

I counted to ten, it didn't feel too long. But Shahdan has disappeared from my sight. I searched every corner of the park, but nothing. Since the gate was still locked, I thought that Shahdan was hiding inside the house. Every room I've checked, but I haven't found Shahdan.

"What are you doing?" Ask Mala with a ketus.

Indeed, the brother of Anwar this one was never friendly to me. Unlike Ari mas, the first brother and sister of Lina, the third brother of Anwar.

Mas Anwar and his brother were four brothers. The first child of Ariyanto Lasmana, Second Son Sarimala Putri Lasmana, third child Hana Lina Lasmana and mas Anwar Yuda Lasmana the youngest child.

Mala often always put out words that I think sometimes painful.

"I was playing hide and seek with Shahdan mbak."

"Friday? Quickly, from then on I called the child was not nyahut."

"Sorry, this is me looking for Shahdan. But I don't see you anywhere."

"You mean Shahdan is missing?" Mala's tone rose by an octave, then struck a plate filled with food on the dining table.

"It's not so bad."

"Just look until you see, just see if anything happens to my son. You're the one who's responsible."

"What is this storm." Papa who had just come out of the room approached us.

"Daddy and lost pa."

"Lost how's mbak?" Anwar asked too.

"Just ask your wife." Madam Mala left the dining room to look for Shahdan.

"Yes..."

"Don't worry, we're looking for each other." Anwar held my hand.

Everyone is busy looking for Shahdan. Anwar and I tried to find Shahdan in the warehouse behind the house.

The barn looked dark, damp like it was never again visited. Smells of rat shit and cockroaches. Mas Anwar opened the door of the warehouse slowly, afraid that the door would come off its hinges because when it opened the door made a row.

"Daddy..."

"And, this is aunt. Come out, auntie give up."

There was no response.

"She.ha.ha.." There was laughter coming from an old cupboard near the window.

"Mas...what is Shahdan?"

"He.he.he.." Again. The laughter sounded again.

Anwar tried to open the closet door. Not as easy as expected. The closet door is locked.

"Daddy and are you inside?" Ask Anwar while banging on the closet door.

There's no answer.

"Huuu... I can't get out." Behind the closet was the sound of Shahdan crying.

"Mas seems like Shahdan is indeed inside. Let's open the closet quickly."

Mas Anwar was looking for something that could forcefully open the closet. Anwar finally found a hammer. Mas Anwar poked out the closet door, forcefully opening it. When the closet door opened, Shahdan was hugging his knees while crying. Seeing that Anwar and I found him, Shahdan hugged Anwar tightly.

"Om Adan is afraid. Huuu..." Shahdan was crying louder.

"Why did you get into the closet when the closet was locked?" I tried asking Shahdan.

"And just played with a pretty aunt, she said she had a safe hiding place." Shahdan replied with a sigh.

"Aish's aunt means that?" Anwar tried to convince himself.

"Not Aish aunt, but a pretty aunt."

"Beautiful aunt?" I was surprised to hear Shahdan's answer, I immediately remembered the spirit of the woman who liked Anwar.