GHOST VILLAGE

THE EXTRA PART 2

After the Asar prayer, I continued my conversation with Parto.

"You're into this exhausted rice field, To?" much

"No, Im!" the answer.

"Loh! Wh why? Shouldn't you be afternoon at the rice field? You told me yourself. He said in the fields there were more birds. If the afternoon is not guarded, it could fail to harvest your crops," I said.

"Well, there it is! Nobody takes care of my nieces, Im!" answer Parto.

"Isn't there your mother?" my many.

"My mother is now less fit. My mom's not as healthy now, anyway, Im. He is old, Im. He was often sickly, so I had to take care of my two cousins" replied Parto.

"Hope everything gets better soon huh, To?" my spoken.

"Aamiinn" replied Parto.

We both finally got to Parto's house. There I met the two Toddlers, Parto's niece. Her son is funny. His face looks like twins, but it turns out the ages of the two babies are at odds of one year.

"The parents of these children have already left for the city, To?" much

"" Oh yeah? Did these two Toddlers cry when they saw their mother leave?" manya curious.

"His mother said she wanted to go to the river for BAB. So her two children did not cry" replied Parto.

"Pity them huh, To?" my sergeant.

"I couldn't bear to see my cousin when I kissed her two children before they split up. My cousin cried, and our family cried, too, Im. But, what else. This we have to face for the future of my cousins and these children as well. So that they can escape debt bondage," replied Parto.

"How did the two Toddlers react when they kissed their mothers while crying like that?" ask again.

"The five-year-old firstborn asked why her mother was crying. While the youngest said, 'Don't cry, Ma!'," said Parto.

"So, what did his mother answer?" my many.

"His mother replied, 'No, my mother was crying because of stomach pain. You two can't be naughty as long as there's no mama, huh?'. And the firstborn replied, 'Yes, Ma. We're both not going to be naughty. Mama's gone for a second anyway, right?' and my cousin said again, 'Well, if there's no mama, you can't be naughty. The same goes for Mbah Man and Mbah Ti. Continues to recede also the same Om To, huh?' then they replied, 'Yeah, Maaaaaa', '" Parto said at length.

I didn't feel like I'd shed any tears hearing Parto's story.

"Sorry, To. I'm so crybaby" I said, wiping my tears. Parto smiled at me.

"Ntar, if you're any more relaxed, help me take care of them both, huh Im?" parto.

"Ready, Boss!" I answered while wiping my tears.

"Grandaa .... Echiii ... Recognize this is Om To whose house is in front of our house," cried Parto on the two krucils.

"Well, what's this brother's name, Om To?" ask the firstborn.

"My name is Imran. What name would you two be if you knew?" my spoken.

"My name is Echa, brother. And this is the bald one, his name is Echi, my sister," replied Echa rather hastily.

"Gee ... Your names are good, huh? Then you guys aren't naughty dong?" my spoken.

"No, we're not bad. Kan, can't be the same mom if there is no mama," replied Echa.

"That means if there's a name for you, you're getting naughty again?" kataku fishing.

"Thonggaaaaaaaaaak dong!" answer them both compact.

"Yepuuuuuuu!!!" answer them compact back.

Finally we both accompanied the two Toddlers to play. It was great to see the joy that was emanating on the faces of the two innocent Toddlers. In my heart I plead, may their mother soon be able to pay off her debts so that these two Toddlers can live a normal life with her mother.

Parto and I taught the two toddlers to play marbles. It's funny to see the way they hold marbles. Their hands had difficulty grasping them and when their thumbs pressed against the marbles, the throws were very weak. His name is also a child. Although we have not managed to train them to play marbles properly and correctly, but seeing they can smile happily, it has made us both happy. Both of these children have different characters. His son Echa likes to talk, but his physique is rather weak. While his younger brother, Echi, spoke a little, but his physique was stronger than his older brother.

"I'm choosing Mas Im!" shout Echi.

"I choose Om To" cried Echa.

"Well, why even play groups? It can't be" cried Parto.

"Om To is not exciting!" shout Echi.

"Hus!! Inget message mom, Echi, we can not fight if said Om To.

" Yes ... Yes ...," replied Echi in a tone that still seemed insincere.

"Emang why did you choose Om To, Cha?" tanya Parto tries to find out why Echa chose Parto.

"I chose Om To because Om To is patient. It would be nice if it was the same Om To, so Echa was not scolded," replied Echa smoothly.

"Yes, not Cha either. If you make a mistake, it will be reprimanded and advised," said Parto.

"So, why did Chi choose Mas Imran?" ask Parto again.

"cn .... I picked up Mas Imran because the marbles were hard. So I can continue to win if it is the same with Mas Imran," replied Echa stammering and somewhat slurred on the letter 'R'

"Where not hard hit Mas Imran, Mas Imran there is a help," cried Echa did not accept.

"How are you helping, Cha? Imranmu Mas is strong hit. He also drops when playing marbles," asked Parto.

"Yes, Mas Imran was not playing alone. Someone helped him hit the marbles, so the hits were strong, "the Echa protest surprised me a little.

"You're all there, Cha. Lah wong we see for ourselves, Mas Imran played himself no one helped start earlier," replied Parto.

"I'm really, Om. I'm not lying. Mas Imran was there who helped if it fit to smash the marbles forward," replied Echa.

"Who's helping, Cha?" ask Parto.

"That's. Starting earlier who helped Mas Imran, the person started to stand there," pointed Echa towards me.

I was wailing in search of what Echa meant. But I saw nothing around me. I also shook my head because I never found what I was looking for.

"Already, Cha don't joke around. Kasian Mas Imran so confused," said Parto.

"I'm not joking, Mas. Mas Imran is there to help! There are only people sometimes," replied Echa.

"OK deh ... The one who helped Mas Imran, what kind of person?" ask Parto.

"The old man. She was a grandmother. But the hit was very fast.

" What, Cha?" ask me curious

"Yes, there are grandmothers who help Mas Imran. But her grandmothers sometimes exist, sometimes they are," replied Echa.

"Astagfirullah!!!"

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