Brother-in-law Looked at my Aurat

Always Want to Be Close

Brother Zian handed over to Grandma the collars that Ratih gave. Grandma poured it into the basin to give it to Mr. Adam.

Grandma also served boiled and fried cassava to me. I was back to wonder because I liked Grandma's fried cassava.

Brother Zian looks happy because I eat fried cassava.

The rain did not stop until it was almost Magrib.

"Just go, son. Call your dad for permission," Grandma suggested.

Mr. Adam agreed, because the road is certainly slippery, not to mention the descent and the turn is sharp enough to be an obstacle if driving in the rain.

"Yes, Grandma."

I picked up the phone in my bag and called Papa.

"Assalamualaikum, son."

"Greetings waalaikum, Pa. Fai is still at Grandma's house, it's raining heavily, tonight Fai and Mr Adam can stay here? Fear of danger coming home in the rain, Pa."

"Yes may, Son ...."

It's not over Papa speaking, Naya speaking. It seems he was close to Papa.

"Already, Mbak nginep next there is okay, really. Grandma's corn rice is delicious, right? The weather is also cold there. I'm sure you're loud and don't want to go home. That's the name ...." Naya laughed.

"Don't bother your mother, Nay ...." Papa was heard laughing softly. "Yes Papa ngizinin you're nginep there, son."

"Thank you, Pa."

Grandma asked me to rest after I closed the phone. I went into the room in the living room. Grandma said, this room provides if there are relatives who come.

Mr. Adam slept on the floor mattress in the living room as well.

Usually, every night I have trouble sleeping because of scratching hives until midnight. Thank God, tonight my hives are not as bad as yesterday. Oil from Grandma is also effective.

Because I was tired, I fell asleep easily. At what time, my ears heard a noise from outside the window. The rain outside is just a speck. The lights in this room I accidentally didn't turn off.

I sat down and rubbed my eyes. It sounded like someone was scratching the window from outside. What sound is it? Is that an animal? I wondered to myself.

My hair bristles with goosebumps, but curious as well, so my hand opens the window slowly ....

"Aaaaa .. poc-pocoooooong!" I screamed as I looked at the white face with eyes that had black edges. Those two eyes were glaring at me. His head was wrapped in a shabby white cloth complete with a rope over his head. The bodies that will be buried.

I kept shouting, the pocong jumped up and down into the dark place making my heart seem to be out of place.

"Fai, what's wrong? Open door!" Brother Zian knocked on the door.

"What's up, Ma'am?" Mr. Adam's Voice.

I couldn't answer, still yelling at the pocong while glaring out the window.

The knock on the door was getting tighter, my whole body was trembling. Just this time I saw the subtle creatures directly.

"Fia, open the door!"

I jumped out of bed, opened the door with trembling hands, then smashed into Brother Zian's chest to hug him. The effects of fear are so intense, I need protection.

"Fay?" Brother Zian was surprised.

"What's up, son?" ask Grandma, rub my head.

"Pocong ghost, Grandma. Pocongs!"

"Pockmarks?" Brother Zian, Grandma, and Mr. Adam asked.

"Yes ..," I said, this time my tears fell into the chest of Brother Zian who may be in a hurry to get up, did not have time to button his shirt.

"really? Aren't you having nightmares? There's never been anyone here who's seen a pocong, Fai." Brother Zian is not sure of my words.

"Pocong outside the window, brother. I really saw it." I'll keep hugging Brother Zian. Brother Zian didn't touch me back. His two hands did not touch my shoulders.

"Calm down, nothing will happen" said Brother Zian softly.

Grandma came to get some water for me. I drank some water Grandma gave me from Brother Zian's hand.

From the door, a man with a mustache appeared, followed by a mother and Ratih entered the living room Kak Zian. They woke up hearing my screams.

"What's up, huh?" ask his father, Ratih.

"This, Lek. Faizara was surprised to see there was a sighting outside the window," replied Brother Zian.

"Oh. So he saw a ghost? Oh, why do ghosts show themselves only to your guests, Zian?" Mr. Ratih shook his head, like astonishment.

Ratih's mother smiled, as if she couldn't believe that I really saw a pocong. As for Ratih, the beautiful girl narrowed her eyes looking at me who was still hugging Brother Zian.

"Somehow, there may be a prankster who scares Faiza," said Zian.

"Well, if you see a ghost, the ending has to be that hug?" What a sinister word Ratih said. He was like hot, his face flushed red.

"The name is also frightened, Rat," replied Brother Zian.

"That's all," Ratih grumbled. He also turned out. Hence, I hugged Kak Zian tighter, I stuck my cheek next to the masculine scented chest that made Ratih look up.

He came out first, clenching his feet, followed by his father and mother.

Adam came from outside. "It's okay outside, Ma'am. Perhaps what Ma'am Faiza saw was indeed a subtle creature."

"Yes, Sir. Let's not be afraid, you sleep in Grandma's room huh," Brother Zian told me.

"Come, just sleep with grandma." Grandma fondly stroked my hair.

"Yes, Grandma."

"Grandma prepare the pillow first." He entered his room first.

It felt comfortable hugging Brother Zian, and did not want to let go. At first, I spontaneously hugged Brother Zian out of fear. But now, another feeling arises when hugging Brother Zian. How, I love Brother Zian, huh?

"Fai, don't take it long, we are not halal" whispered Brother Zian.

What say? We're not halal yet? Then does Brother Zian still wish he could justify me?

I looked up, Brother Zian lowered his head until our gaze met.

"If it's halal?" tanyaku.

"If we're halal, want a hug a day last night is also not a problem." Her smile was obviously ridiculous, right Zian was just joking, I thought.

"Sister wants to be with me? My face is already ugly, my body is also itching a lot?" my chase. Want to know what Zian's answer is.

"I'm sure you'll be healed. And whatever you are, I still accept it, Fai ...." Brother Zian's smile grew even more mysterious, while raising his two eyebrows.

"Sister dreadlocks!" Pinched her stomach. My bottom hand can't be guarded. Brother Zian grimaced then bit his lower lip.

"Kok dreadlocks? We continue to talk seriously when I meet your father. Now off your arms, I'm a normal guy, Fai ...." Brother Zian said softly. I felt a change in Brother Zian's breathing getting faster. It must be because I'm clinging to a stamp.

"Seriously what's kidding, anyway?" I want what Brother Zian said to be serious.

"Two rius, Fai! Take off your arms ...." Brother Zian's breathing is getting worse.

"Ehhem!" Mr. Adam cleared his throat.

I was embarrassed and took off my embrace. Because it was so comfortable hugging Brother Zian, I forgot that Mr. Adam was in the living room.

Brother Zian is restoring his hair, it seems that he is also embarrassed.

"I-I'm going to Grandma's room first." I went to Grandma's room. Because of seeing the pocong, Brother Zian said a sentence that made me happy.

Uh, Brother Zian seriously isn't, anyway? Don't-don't just prank!

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