Those Who Want My Body
Women Who Love Mas Anwar

Mas Anwar told me of an incident that I don't remember at all. Mas Anwar said I kept crying with my eyes closed as well as tears that did not come out of my eyes at all. Even as hard as Anwar called me, I was completely tidal flinch. Panicked, Anwar called his mother. It turned out that my mother came with my stepfather and Mr. Amar. Mr. Amar is a 'smart man' who lives not far from his mother's house. According to him, the situation I experienced was one of the disorders of the subtle creatures. Believe it or not, Anwar was just listening. My fingers and hands are very painful as a result of the process of expulsion of delicate creatures carried out by Mr. Amar.

"It's all because of the spirit of a woman who loves Anwar's son."

Me and Anwar just fell silent, thinking whether to believe it or not.

"Did Anwar ever work anywhere other than in this company?" Ask Mr. Amar.

"Yes sir, I worked out of town for a long time."

"What company does Anwar work for close to the port."

Mas Anwar affirms every word Mr. Amar. I whispered to my mother, asking if it was my mother who told Mr. Amar. Mom said no. Then Mr Amar know where?

"May you ask for the same paper pencil or pen can also."

"Attent sir."

Then Mr. Amar began to scratch pencils on the white paper that mas Anwar gave. Long enough Mr. Amar made a sketch, so that now it began to be clearly seen the appearance that Mr. Amar described.

"More or less like this. Sorry my picture is not good."

"I've seen him sir." My speech was stammered because I was surprised by the figure of the woman described by Mr. Amar.

"Mas remember that? I told the same story. The beginning of marriage is the same. I saw it at the old house, before we had a house. At that time I said the same mas, there was a woman in front of the bathroom behind her hair long black eyes, whether it was because her face was covered in hair or indeed her eyes were not there." I remind you of Anwar.

"Ah. yep remember now. Until the bath even seemed to be someone who noticed, after you told me about what you saw."

"I'm sorry about Anwar, son Aish. This woman has loved Anwar for a long time. So he wants her body for Aish." Obviously mr. Amar.

"What father do you mean?"

Hearing Mr. Amar's words, I felt very surprised. Even feeling very scared. What if indeed what was said by Mr. Amar is true. I didn't feel my cheeks wet from tears I couldn't stand.

"Then we have to what, sir?" I expectantly ask Mr. Amar.

"For now I don't feel sure, what in this way the woman can go and not bother nak Anwar and nak Aish again. Try it first, I ask son Anwar and son Aish read al-Baqarah letter every night, as much as possible remove from the pictures of animate, diligent worship, worship, try not to heed any form of 'them' disorder'. In addition to the son of Aish, try to recite the letters of Al-Falaq, An-Nas, Al-Ikhlas and the verse of Qursi. Besides God willing I will petrify as much as I can, make protection for you."

I am very grateful, it turns out that the way used is not things that smell of idolatry. Because mas Anwar would not want to do it, of course because mas Anwar knew that the teachings of Religion did not justify it.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Amar, I'm sorry I can't take you home."

"It's okay, son."

"It's a little for the fare to return Mr. Amar." I gave an apmlop to Mr. Amar.

I don't know, whatever the father did I always felt uncomfortable and often I ignored the father.

"Mothers stay here, yes, just come home tomorrow if you feel better." Father who always tried to take my attention, but never once did I give a pleasant reply.

Mas Anwar allowed my mother and father to sleep in the second room of our house. In the house there are three rooms of different sizes. But since it was only me and Anwar mas who lived here, the other two rooms were always empty.

"Mommy's sleeping?"

"Seems like already. You sleep too, you're tired."

"Mas too, sorry that I always bother you." My head's bowed.

"Mas never once felt that all this was troublesome. It's my duty as a husband, to protect and love you."

"Thank you very much, sir." My hug immediately landed on Anwar's body.