TITISAN MY DAUGHTER
GRANDMOTHERS

Dara grabbed a black dress. He plans to walk well today. Lani sits on her bed looking at her brother choosing clothes in their mother's room.

"Sister, are you seriously going to wear your mama's shirt?"

"Yes, here. Em, there's only this black shirt. Even though you've seen a beautiful purple dress. Said he bought papa while mom was still dating papa."

"Eh, no more times, brother."

"So not sure there is. You ever helped clean up the house." Dara sat with a flash black dress with white lace on her chest. "Where are those pretty clothes, huh?"

"Udah, just wear this, brother. It's beautiful, it's."

The sound of a good motor was heard from outside. "Good come again!"

"Buruan, Brother!"

"Eh, where are you going?" dara asked as her sister grabbed the bag.

"Anu .. I'm scared myself, brother. In our house is scary. There's a ghost" he whispered. He also shakes.

"Oh, so. Yeah, already. Who are you going to?"

"Friends. It'll be picked up."

"But, by yourself, loh."

"Let's wait outside, brother."

"Fool." Dara immediately put on the black clothes earlier. When about to use lipstick her lips flowed fresh blood.

"Eh, Brother. Waiting!"

"Eh, yes!" Dara soon regained consciousness. Then she put the lipstick back on.

"Long time very dandy. Not pretty either!" ledek Nice while leaning on the motor.

"Bad brother asked to be hit by his mouth slippers, nih!" Lani's upset.

"Yes, here. He deserves to be digitized."

"You guys, compact wants to torture me, huh?"

"Already, ah! You take Lani forward. I'm on foot, you know!"

"Three bells only," joked Bagus.

"Broot two that butut motor has your friend!" nagel Dara's.

"Connected!"

"No need, brother. Lani can walk alone."

"You said you were scared at home. If you are here you will be afraid. Never mind, brother can, how to walk alone until the front."

"Come, Lani!" bring Good.

"Wear helmet?"

"Appaan, anyway. Front alley 200 meters away wearing a helmet." Good grumbling.

"Slap Lani's mouth if there's a lot of mouth!"

"Ah, sadist!"

"Sister, Lani first, yes."

"Yes." Yeah."

They finally left first. Dara is now on foot. On the way he saw several pregnant and nursing mothers. Dara's blood rippled. His hunger is beginning to grow. But with all my heart held back. He also had wondered why lately always tempted to see blood.

"Become, eat them. They are our food!" whisper a voice. Here's Wati.

Dara closed her eyes and then breathed. Not long after he arrived in front of the alley. Nice and Lani is invisible. "Where is that guy, huh?" muttered. He dyed.

"Dek, ask where is the Peace Gang address, huh?"

Dara smelled fresh blood. He glanced at the stomach of the twenty-five-year-old woman. "Nangka," he said.

"Dec, listen I don't?"

"Eh, yes. What was?"

"Where is the Peace?"

"Oh, that. Well, on the left there. Mom straight on there's a Peaceful alley."

"Oh, thanks, yeah, Deck."

"Yes, Mom's the same." He looked at the young mother. "Ais, don't come!"

"Why is he under arrest, Dara? Come on, don't you need it?"

"It could be quiet, no! Sick of me!"

"Bara," reprimanded Good.

"Eh, where are you going?"

"Pity Lani herself wait here later. So I'll take you to his friend's place for a minute."

"So you feel more sorry for Lani than for me?" Dara means to come back.

"Eh, cranky! Come, honey! Masa, I'm evil as sister-in-law."

"Your head is triangular! Since when did you date. Never shot me!"

"Eh, not yet. I thought you thought I was a boyfriend after being close to each other. I even slept in your house."

"Oh, so need a new shot to admit."

"Here, insensitive pretentiousness!" Dara immediately grabbed the helmet. "Come, go!"

"Hem." Good to bring the vehicle soon.

They arrived at a simple house. Dara glanced at the house with a wary look. "Well, why did you bring me here?"

"This is my grandmother's place."

"Oh." Dara just had a fuck.

"Mr, Grandma!"

Not long after the grandmother came out. "Good, right?"

"Yes, Grandma."

"Grandma just memorizes your voice. Sorry, grandma's eyes are myopic."

"Sir, I brought your future grandchildren. Wife-to-be, Grandma."

The grandmother then looked at Dara. Initially faint. However, then strangely he can see clearly the form of Dara. "Yes, god!"

"What's up, Grandma?!" Good panic.

"Where did you get that girl? Go!"

"Good, why is your grandmother?" Dara was disappointed.

"Mom, don't be. She loves it good, Grandma."

"She's exactly your mother, but this one is so terrible!" He paled. Almost fell if Good didn't hold. "Don't talk to this woman anymore!"

"Mom, please calm down. She's very nice, Grandma."

"No! He's evil. He has horns and a tail!"

"Tails?" Dara doesn't believe she has a tail.

"Sorry, Dara I brought my grandmother inside first."

Dara did not answer. He still thought about the horns and tail. "Tails, horns? Do I have that?"

Good back. "Because, we'd better go somewhere else."

"Your grandmother?"

"He's sleeping. I gave you the medicine."

"How can he see me?"

Bayu silent. He could not have told me that his grandmother could actually see the supernatural because of the trauma of ever seeing his mother turn into a meyang. "That's it. Let's get some food, yuk!"

"But, Gus. I'm still curious about the horns and tail. I'd like to ask your grandmother. Why can't he see while I'm not?"

"That's it. He is currently sleeping. It's just free."

"But-"

"Shut up! Already, yes." Good to give you a helmet immediately.

Dara had to shut up. He was invited back to Good. They arrived at a tourist orchard. Dara's face was still pouting.

"Alright, baby. Why pout?!" Good even grate Dara's face with the right hand.

"Aah!" Dara immediately brushed off. He headed to the rambutan tree which was only as tall as an adult.

"Sit, dong. We eat rambutan while sitting."

Dara sat down violently. "No way!" He refused when Bagus gave rambutan.

"Putted instead of being happy and angry. So overall. What do girls want, anyway? Dumped into the sea?"

"Your mouth!" snapped it.

"Let's go, my mouth too!" Nice to casually eat rambutan.

A couple was sitting leaning against a tree next to them. It appears that the woman is spoiled to her husband.

"Why do you see that woman?" sindir Bagus's.

"She's two weeks pregnant." Dara's eyes sparkled.

"Well, steady. No need to see a doctor or buy a pregnancy test. You were told to have a prophecy."

"Ah, nice joke!"

"Eh, that's right, right?"

"Basic!" Dara pouting.

"Eat this instead of you eating a fetus" he whispered.

Dara grabbed the rambutan then chewed it. "It feels bland."

"Sugary, really."

"Yes, tasteless. Sweetness taste da ...."

"Blood?" sindir Bagus's. "Don't make it a habit, Dara. Controlled, my dear."

"Yes-yes!" Dara answered with an annoyed face.