TITISAN MY DAUGHTER
37 TURN TO THE LORD

Morning at 10:34 Anggara got a call from Shabita. He was asked to come to a large mosque near the city of Samarinda. Anggara initially wondered why the girl had asked him to come there

and asking him to buy a gold banana, he initially thought Shabita was just joking because of what the rare banana needed for, but because Shabita explained about the incident last night, so he immediately executed the girl's request.

"Where should I look for that banana?" anggara muttered.  When he went from market to market.

"Hasn't he come yet?" ask Mr. Meruqiah Sukma. The name of the father was Lukman, he was the imam of the mosque there.

"Not yet" Shabita answered, wiping the head of Sukma still lying unconscious.

"Why not ask someone else to help us?" ask Lukman.

"I'm afraid they'll misunderstand me and think I'm evil" the girl replied softly.

"What is your burden?" ask Lukman. He watched Shabita closely.

"I entered Kuyang," Sighed Shabita, looking at Sukma.

"Did that last long?"

"Since I was a baby. I've tried so hard to throw it away, but it always fails, sir." Shabita looked at Lukman with a pleading gaze so that Lukman would understand his feelings. "My family was not black magic and I did not study at all. I was chosen at birth" he added.

"My phone is ringing, I'm sorry" said the girl. Shabita immediately went outside and received a call from someone.

The girl furrowed her forehead when she realized that there was something strange ahead, she immediately walked out of the mosque fence. Look back and then look ahead again. Not feeling his feet step up to the front across the street. There was a truck with high speed hitting it. Sariani could not get inside Shabita's body, only able to silence with a hand that wanted to prevent, but too late. Sariani searched Shabita throughout the area, the girl was swallowed up by the earth.

"Where is he?"  He looked at the truck that had disappeared around the corner. Sariani was confused to detect the trace of the girl.

Anggara has arrived and directly entered the mosque. "Asslamualaikum," said his greeting before taking off his shoes and entering.

"Greetings," replied Lukman. The person looked at Anggara who was still complete with his uniform.

"Where's shabita?" Anggara confused there only Lukman and Sukma only.

Lukman exhaled and then threw it away slowly and said, "From that moment he didn't come back. Starting at 6, he said, looking at the wall clock at the right corner. The clock has shown at 11:07

Anggara checked his watch, then tried to contact Shabita. There is no answer only a loyal telephone operator answers. "Where is this kid?" anggara muttered. He sighed his next hand laid on his waist and his gaze focused on Sukma lying between them. "Why would anyone sleep there?" tanyakanya.

Lukman looked at Sukma. "That girl brought him here and now she's gone."

"Keep before that anything delivered before leaving?"

"He will take a call that I have not told him, either" Lukman replied as he was.

Anggara sat opposite Lukman, occasionally trying to contact the girl. "I went outside first" she said. Still with a cell phone ready to call Shabita back. His feet stepped outside the terrace of the mosque. There was an HP ringing sound as he tried to call her back, Anggara was astonished and immediately ran small and found the girl's posel was beside the road. He put the phone in his hand and immediately contacted Aji. "Ji, you're here. There was a man named Sukma. Take her home while I look for Shabita."

"Good, sir." Aji, who was sitting in the post, got up and brought the car keys behind the door.

"Where are you going, Ji?" ask Ali.

"That's it, boss. He said to be sent between people, "Aji replied quickly, as soon as his steps immediately entered the car and immediately left.

"Where are you going Aji?" ask Adi who just came and accidentally quarreled earlier. The sweet young man still looked at the car that Aji was carrying away from their sight.

"Say there is a duty from Anggara" replied Ali.

Adi immediately picked up the phone located at the post desk. Ali wanted to seize, but Adi already said, "Borrow first. Pulsaku's gone," he said, staying away.

"Every day is gone. You stingy! No girl wants to!" tease Ali's upset.

Anggara sat on the terrace of the mosque while patting his thighs. "I'm confused, Shabita is gone again" he said in a soft tone. "I've tried to call, but his HP was thrown on the side of the road."

"Feature, every time you go anywhere, call me first" Adi suggested.

"Why?" Anggara moved his phone to the right hand.

"It's an order!"

Anggara stood up immediately. "Woy! I'm your superior! Why dare to order?! Devout subordinates!" yelled stuck by him.

"No matter! If you don't report I don't want to be your friend anymore!" Ali pressed his words. The young man was also furious with Anggara. "Remember that time you would kill yourself, if it happened again and died, your body was slapped back and forth!" threaten him, after that turn off the phone and throw it to any place. Fortunately Ali caught on.

"Bangke ni person, already minjem, reinstating him using this torturous event. You know this HP can be credit from the house next door?!" he screamed right in Adi's ear. Adi moved away and scratched his ears with his little finger.

Ali frowned as she looked at Ali, then nodded and ran away. Ali was annoyed he kept his HP and immediately sat down. He was still angry until Irwan came and took the crackers at the table. Irwan looked at Ali's red face holding back in anger. He knew for sure Adi was the culprit, the nosy young man often made a riot.

On the other hand, Samma sensed that something was coming. The tables, chairs and all the furniture in the house were shaking. The wind was blowing so hard that morning there was no sign of rain. What feeling is this? Samma tried to get out of the house, but he had not yet advanced, the door suddenly opened tightly and carried a stormy wind until the girl was pushed and crashed into the wall. The affected wall shook violently, dropping a few displays. The display fell on his head. "Aw!" Samma Jeers. Bleeding head. Tried to stand against the wall, but his efforts were in vain because his legs felt paralyzed unable to stand. "W-why me?!" He panicked and tried again. The result is nothing, still so. The blood is flowing more. He rubbed his head and looked at the blood on his palm. His gaze watched the living room again, nothing. The atmosphere was silent again and he tried to stand up, it turned out that his paralysis was only temporary. It was proven that the girl was currently able to stand up without having to target again.

"Momamma!" The hoarse voice made him stupefied. He was scared to death, he recognized the voice. His messenger.  "Sammas...."

Samma wiped her bloody head again with the back of her palm and wiped it with her blue shirt, right at the waist. The girl was still wary, moreover she was currently injured, blood could kill her if she was not careful.

"Sammas! Sammaa!" The sound echoed to make the house shake and strangely only Samma realized that, while her grandfather was even engrossed out there drying rice.

"You want what you?!" Samma hissing.

"Damor...."

"Don't laugh! Say ...!" Samma is still watching the situation.

Samma was suddenly shocked to see Kuyang was exactly two fathoms in front of her. Showing her fangs, the girl shifted from the wall trying to find another way. My red eyes are watching his movements. Samma gulped, horrified to be too close to the demon's face. The blood dripping from behind his wound makes Samma want to wipe, but his efforts are being held back by something strange, he knows who it is.

"Blood!" His tongue licked the blood on Samma's head.

Samma closed her eyes, scared and trembling. "Please go, forget all our covenants, "please.

The blood lick-licking activity stopped, the Kuyang retreated. Samma can open her eyes and breathe again. But it was only temporary because the Kuyang darted forward and pressed his forehead against Samma's forehead. Almost the hang of the girl made especially the intestines and stomach contents of Kuyang had touched his chest, until the clothes of the girl were now stained. The fishy smell was so pungent that it almost died plus this pressure.

"Done, gone? That's as easy as you say human! It won't."

"A-what's your ma-ma?"

"Your mother's been cleaned and now I don't have a home anymore. I want you to be my container!"

"Ja-ja-don't! I don't want to!" Samma opened her eyes, but she was only able to squint as their eyes clashed against each other. He could not bear the blood red look.

"Should! I have to, Samma. You call me, you accept me. I still have a grudge against Shabita after all! I can't take it! I'm still curious to try my magic with him" he said, retreating.

Samma opened her eyes and looked at Kuyang who was looking at her. "Please forget, if you want to reply, answer yourself, ' plead with a half-fear face.

"Night, wait for me tonight!" it was Kuyang who did not reply to Samma's plea and just disappeared.

"No!" yelled Samma hysterically.

The atmosphere returned to normal, all the furniture returned to normal. The blood on his head had been drained, he wiped the wound and astonished there was nothing at all, miraculously healed. Run outside and see his grandfather scratching rice in their yard. Samma retreats involuntarily by him, he sheds tears, begins to regret his actions.