Bedouin Girl Bunian

Chapter 3

That night when Raksi and Aisyah accompanied Airin to sleep in her room, Raksi also had a nightmare. Well the middle-aged man also woke up from his deep sleep. Cold sweat was still pouring out on his body. He also saw the state of his wife and children who were still asleep at his side.

"Astagfirullah why can I dream like that? What's the real deal with all this?" Inner Raksi. The man went to the kitchen to get a glass of water so he could feel calm.

Raksi gulped down the water that was in his presence as he sat at the dining table. The man was still imagining and thinking about his dream.

"What does that dream mean? Why did the black shadow ask me to hand over Airin to him? His time has come. What time do they mean?" One by one the questions came to his mind Raksi at that time. The middle-aged man was perfectly unable to understand the meaning of his dream just now.

"Is all this related to what Airin is?" Ask her again to herself.

Exactly seventeen years ago, Raksi came home from his wanderings using his horse-drawn carriage. Well as a merchant, of course, the middle-aged man always ventured to sell his cloths.

At that time Raksi passed through a forest where the forest there is a large cave there. When it was raining heavily on him. Raksi was forced to take shelter in the cave so that he did not get wet.

Not so long ago, Raksi also heard the sound of crying babies who were also in the cave. Of course Raksi was shocked and also frightened to hear the sound of the baby crying. There is a forest and there are no settlements at all.

Between fear and curiosity, Raksi went deeper into the cave.

"Like a baby's voice, is there a baby in this cave? But whose baby? Who would have the heart to throw away the innocent baby" His mind continued to wander through the cave, to see the source of the voice he had heard earlier.

Raksi and Aisyah have been married for a long time. For nearly ten years they sailed the household ark. But not given the gift of a child. All the traditional treatments they have been taken. But the creator has not yet granted their prayers.

"Astaghfirullah, brother, sister is not okay" Raksi said as she met the young woman who had finished giving birth.

Raksi approached the woman and wanted to help her.

"Sir, help my son. Please take care of my son and love him like a father's own son" said the woman stammering. Well the woman who was not recognized was bleeding very badly at that time.

In a state that was half shocked and could not believe the sighting in front of him made Raksi still dumbfounded.

"Sir, please take my son and take him away from this place" he said again with pain all over his body.

"Take him sir all the way from here. Please take good care of him. Think of her as your own daughter" said the woman again until she breathed her last.

The cab saw the baby. What a beautiful baby with pure white skin and thin red lips adorned his face. Maybe this was God's answer all along. Although God did not give them descendants from their own flesh and blood, they were given children from others.

With a happy feeling Raksi brought the baby home. In the cave named Bagiri it was he had obtained a beautiful princess so that it was named Biduri. The name was given because it is not far from the name of the cave where it became a silent witness of the birth of Beduri.

"Oh, I see this buk. You found a beautiful baby buk" cried the man with a happy heart when he arrived home.

"Whose son is this, sir?" Ask Aisha in surprise.

"Brother doesn't know buk either. Father met him in Bagiri cave while sheltering there on his way home from rain" explained Raksi.

"Pity him buk, this baby's a kara. Her mother had died in her childbirth. And he left this baby to my father. Maybe this is the answer to our prayers. God has given us a child from another path" explained Raksi with a sense of joy.

Aisyah took the baby that was in her husband's hands. He saw the baby's face. And how amazed he was to that baby who was so beautiful. Well anyone who looks at the baby will be fascinated and fall in love with the baby. Until it is big like this it still happens.

Since the presence of the baby, Raksi never again ventured to sell his cloths. He decided to open a shop in front of his house in order to continue together with his wife and children but had to leave them a minute. And Airin's presence in the couple's household made a big change for them. Where the economy of a couple this changed drastically. They always experience such a huge advantage. All the officials of the state bought the fabrics sold by the Raksi as their clothing material. Not only from within the country, many dignitaries who came from abroad bought cloths from the Raksi. Indeed, the presence of Airin brought blessings for the two married couples.

Airin's life was excessive and Raksi and Aisyah's affection for Airin was very big. They were willing to do anything for her daughter. As a child, Airin grew up like a common child. Play, laugh happily with his friends. But after turning seventeen this year, Airin even experienced something strange. Where she's always in terror with her nightmares in every night.

Back to the present.

Raksi continued to gulp down the water he was holding earlier.

"Mother, please help Airin" shouted the girl from inside her room. Hearing that Raksi who was enjoying her drinking water rushed up and ran towards her daughter's room.

"What's buk?" Raksi asked as she arrived at her daughter's room.