TITISAN MY DAUGHTER
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Shabita was curious as to who Dara was talking to, she seemed to be engrossed in playing outside. When asked to come in, he would get angry and cry.

“I suspect that the ghost is still following him,” Shabita confided in the young man

sitting on the bed, rubbing her hair.

“Suutt …. Don't talk about it. Heard Dara.”

“But I'm not calm.” Shabita turns to face Anggara.

“Shut up first, I'll find out who it is that's bothering our son,” Anggara replied.

“Hurry up, I've been worried once,” the door.

“Iya, but you should not offend it in front of him,” Anggara's advice. “Remember our son not only him, but inside as well.” He touched Shabita's stomach.

“The problem is that the house is clean, outside he makes a tantrum. It wants everything cleaned!”

“Wear what, hem. Was this town watered?” anggara Goda.

Inevitably Shabita laughed while hitting Anggara's chest softly.

“The name is children, where can we prevent his eyesight. We must understand for ourselves, advise him.”

“Hem,” Shabita replied. He cannot dispute Anggara. It is true, we adults may be able to avoid, but which children can be without being guided by us, even then sometimes escape their attention and memory. Moreover, Dara can only talk, where he can distinguish unless threatened.

***

Talia receives a message from Anggara, she is astonished. Tumben the man contacted him.

Anggara: Your sister is in trouble. I don't know who he is. Keep on pestering Dara. Even incited him to hate his sister-to-be.

Talia put her phone back on the meeting table. He was discussing the construction of their new factory. “Message me a ticket to Indonesia!” orders to his secretary. He was sitting next to Talia.

Talia drinks a cup of coffee at the cafe in front of her office. He looked at Lay who was reading the documents he had given. “You take care of the company first, I will pay a visit to my stepmother's place,” he said.

“Believe you I, if I rob how” Goda Lay.

He knows Lay's volatile nature, can be good, can also be evil. He doesn't even know what Lay's heart is, whether the young man takes revenge on his family and Shabita for causing his mother's death, but for now only he can be relied upon. “My sister is in trouble. I have to make sure he doesn't follow father nature.”  Talia looked at Lay's handsome face. “You Sunday not to Church?”

“Why indeed?” Lay's attention now focused on Talia.

“OK,” reply Lay.

Talia looked at the surroundings, many were actually attractive men, but she had no desire to glance at them. After his love ran aground with Anggara he is very difficult to like other people, just Lay for this time became his friend. Lay himself did not glance at anyone, why did the young man turn his eyes on everyone. It's like closing yourself off, unless you're reprimanded first. Not infrequently they call it ‘tuan pompous’ even often juxtaposed with Talia because Talia is the most familiar with it.

***

Aggara silent, he wondered why the ghost instigated. Like knowing his secret and Shabita, he is suspicious. Tono patted his left. He was snapped from the daydream.

"Think what?"

"I'm confused, my house has been cleaned, but the ghost is still disturbing." He rubbed his face rough.

"House may be clean, but the little boy's heart is plain. How to forget it, especially when familiar. Medium that made him afraid he remembered to scream, but it was no more disturbing. Especially those who are familiar and friends with him. The little boy was wayward, the more forbidden the more he secretly violated. So, yeah. There's no other way. First move, second dumped."

"The thing is he followed where we went," Anggara sighed.

"The problem is difficult, wait until your child grows up if so. I'm confused too." Tony finally gave up.

Anggara just kept quiet, he returned to thinking while Talia had not replied to her SMS yesterday afternoon. He wondered if the phone number was correct or incorrect. When she was about to check the number, Talia sent her a message.

Talia: I'll be there Monday afternoon. Just pray that I don't die on the road because my plane exploded overhead.

Anggara laughed silently reading Talia's message just now.

Aggara: okay, we're waiting for you here.

Talia read Anggara's message. He is currently wearing short-sleeved silver pajamas. This girl is packing, putting clothes in her suitcase.

"Miss, do I need a friend?" ask Jesica.

"Just keep the house. I was just there for a while. If it turns out to be just trivial I'll be home soon."

"Well, who can be helped?"

"Looks not. You just take a break."

Jesica then leaves Talia, who has now closed her suitcase.

Oh, yes someone said, gini thor why not display this verse that verse? Why is this and so? I told a little yes. I used to be a one-year-old mother. I can't speak yet, just learned to talk. Salat, diligent even njai as well. Also displayed this verse and that as an antidote to bala. Why are they still disturbed. I still have chills until now when I tell stories. As a mother, I was scared at the time. Confused my son is approached by a ghost. He pointed it here. I have read prayer, I have heard it but there is no calmness. The house was cleaned, but still followed. My son ended up traumatized, he had convulsions. Four years mute, can't talk at all. After five years passed thank God my son could talk, even then I always pray, finally granted. I believe God has another way. I'm so glad he called "mama" for the first time. He eventually forgot his memory and began to recover at the age of nine. He told me he had seen a ghost so he could not talk. Until now I still have the creeps. In conclusion, the child's memory is difficult to dispose of, even though it has been purged unless we are persistent in giving advice and diverting their minds.