TITISAN MY DAUGHTER
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It has not been three years since Anggara married Shabita. Currently, Shabita is pregnant for three months, while unfortunately Anggara with his wife. Dara was playing in the living room, suddenly the door of the house opened by itself. He looked at a woman who was looking at him. Dress white with shoulder hair. Pale-faced as he widened his smile, waving Dara to him. Dara, who is under four years old, is now walking towards the woman. He walked down the porch of the house that was high enough for a child his age.

"Where is the boy?" muttered Shabita. He walked from the kitchen to the room. Dara did not see him, he then walked into the living room.

The woman vanished when Shabita found Dara walking in the middle of the field. "Become!" Shabita immediately ran. He was surprised to see Dara walking there. "Kok, can the door open on its own?" He then noticed Dara who was now holding her face.

"Mama, there was an olan" he said. Typical language toddlers who have just learned to speak.

"Who?" shabita asked, holding Dara and bringing her into the house. "Don't go out at night. Dark, it'll bite the cat."

"There was olang, Ma. It's jolly!" He pointed outwards, then to the ceiling. "He's there!" whining.

Shabita does not see it, he watches something Dara points to, then approaches. If he is away from what is appointed then Dara rampages and cries hysterically, but if he approaches then Dara will be quiet and play.

Something is strange. Shabita suddenly goosebumps, feeling that something is bothering Dara. He then ran out of the house and came to the house of Ms. RT.

"Mama, she's upstairs!" point it at the top of the pole at the end of the house.

Shabita did not knock on the door of RT house he moved away and stood in the middle of the field while praying. He looked around him again.

"Mama, he's there!" show Dara. He cried asking Shabita to take him under a tree.

"Don't, Son. It's not your friend, it's evil!" whispered. But Dara still did not understand. He was crying so much.

The neighbors heard, they went out to see. When looking at Shabita in the midst of trouble with Dara, they came to him.

"He why?" ask the blue-clad mother.

"There's a bang there!" screamed Dara hysterically. He pointed at the roof of Anggara's house.

Then they looked there. There was no one but the black bird that was now perched on top of the house.

"That's Kuntilanak" the mother whispered to Shabita.

Shabita tries to calm Dara down. He was silent, because he knew. That Kuntilanak was no ordinary Kuntilanak, it was the spirit of the curious dead due to black magic. It may not be Kuntilanak, but Kuyang.

"He'll keep chasing even if you take the boy." Ms. RT is now coming with them while grabbing Dara and calming her down.

"Throw with a stone!" exclaimed a blue-clothed father in a box. He invited them to throw the roof of the house with stones.

The bird was showered with stones, but not a single one hit his body at all.

Anggara came, he wondered why his house was stoned. "Hey!" He broke them and took the stone in their hands.

"There's a bird, sir! Strange bird that makes Dara cry!" show a girl in white.

"Figures, you better not be in that house. Just take your wife and child somewhere else" advised Ms. RT. "Your wife is pregnant too, it's not good there. Me and the other people will clean your house."

Anggara looked at Shabita who was calming Dara down. "I took their clothes inside first" he said.

"Don't! Better to wear a new one. We don't know what's in your house" prevent the mother in blue-coupled clothes.

Anggara then took Shabita away on his bike. Dara was still crying, she did not want to stop still pointing back. The woman followed from behind.

"Mama she's in it!" shout Dara.

"Shut up, Son. Shut up, don't look, don't listen!" shabita orders while hiding Dara in her arms. He knew the ghost was following from behind. However, Dara was still crying, even convulsing like ayan. Shabita panicked, she was afraid her son was possessed. It moves Dara.

"What's up, Ma?" ask Dara. He was surprised when Dara no longer cried and even Shabita who panicked calling Dara's name.

"Because!" eve. Anggara would stop, but Shabita prevented. "File!" his orders.

Shabita still whispers to Dara. He prayed that the child would come back to his senses. The woman darted quickly, almost reaching Shabita's back. "I'm not willing!" shabita Shouts. "I don't want you to take my son!" his yell. The woman stopped and disappeared. Only then did Dara limp down, she fell asleep quietly.

Anggara heard Shabita crying. He stopped his motorbike when he arrived at someone's house. "Aren't you papa, how's Dara?"

Shabita shook her head, she hugged Anggara. "Maybe this is what my mother felt when I was a baby" he said.

Anggara gently stroked Shabita's back. "Patience, we're temporarily staying here first, yeah."

"Whose house is this?" shabita asked in surprise. He never knew there was a house around here.

"My uncle, he just built this house. Just occupied," replied Anggara. Anggara then knocked on the door of the house.

"Eh, Anggara. Tumben's coming, this wife of yours?" ask a girl in pink.

"We can spend a few days overnight?" ask Anggara.

"Come in. Your room is also here. Intentionally made when at any time you play here."

Shabita looked at the place in amazement. This house is very luxurious on the inside even though the outside is quite simple. "Sorry, Aunt. Ngerepotin," said Shabita.

"No papa. Oh, ja. Um you're on border duty, so Aunt lives with Gina, huh."

Anggara's aunt takes Shabita and Anggara to the room right in the middle of their room. "Here we go. Moga at home, yeah." He smiled then pinched slowly on Dara's cheek which was sound asleep. "You eat, take a shower, or whatever, do it yourself, yeah. You're free here."

Anggara invites Shabita in after her tantamount leaves. "You tired? Take a break, yes. I'll take care of Dara tonight" Anggara said, wiping Shabita's stomach.

Shabita according, although in the heart is still wary if the ghost will disturb Dara back. He lay down while Anggara changed his clothes to his usual clothes.