GHOST VILLAGE

GHOST VILLAGE
SECTION 41: BIRTHMARK



Me and the wolf team friends went home to be picked up by their parents.


"Cock until the night just finished, Im? I'm waiting for you to start the afternoon," asked the Father.


"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. My group was straying about it" I replied slowly. I was actually lazy to talk to my father. But also pity Father, if I keep cuekin.


"Cock to stray everything? Didn't you pay attention to the explanation of your big brother or your teacher? How do you pray?" ask the Father again.


"Already, sir, but the floor plan we brought was suddenly broken. If the sich prayer problem is solved, sir. We always take the time to pray on the way," I replied again.


"Other times more careful, because in this area, many places are still haunted" said Mr.


"Yes, sir" I replied.


When I was about to ride on my bicycle, suddenly behind me appeared Dawn was being rammed by an old motorcycle by his father.


"Im, don't forget tomorrow to bring accessories to dance, huh?" shouts Dawn.


"Okay, Jar" I answered as well, shouting.


I also went home with my father. Arriving at home I immediately perform prayers isya'. Waiting for bedtime to arrive, I invite Mom to talk while helping her peel vegetables that want to be cooked tomorrow. I've been preparing to take out everything that's been on my mind since I was in school. However, I also have to set a strategy so that Mom does not get angry when serving my questions.


"Why can you be so beautiful, what's the secret?" my praise between seducing my mother and telling the truth.


"Oh, you say so, there must be a desire," replied Mother, but from the look on her red face, I knew she was quite blushed by my deathly appeal. Already from its nature, women are most happy to be said to be beautiful, even though it is dreadful.


"No, Mom. I think she looks beautiful because there's a mole under her eyes" I said pointing at the mole on my mother's face.


"Yes, Im? You're not lying, are you?" ask Mom to blush.


"In fact I'm not lying, Mom's mole looks like an artist who's what I've seen in a magazine tear, it's a pack of fried food" I said again.


"The forehead of this fly includes the birthmark of Mother loh, because this mole has been there since the little mother. So this is the hallmark of Mother." replied my mother again.


"I also have a birthmark, Mom. It's my birthmark, right?" I said as I lifted my scabbard slightly so that the birthmark on my calf was presented in front of Mom. Mom's face changed immediately when I showed her the birthmark.


"Come, the quarry finish peeling the vegetables. After this we go to sleep so that tomorrow morning we do not have bad luck," My mother switched the conversation.


"Mother, I was sorry if my words hurt my mother, but since I was a child until now, why has Mother always distracted me every time I ask about this birthmark I have," I said slowly while holding my hands. To be honest, seeing the expression on Mom's face that was uncomfortable with my words made me feel guilty as well. However, I have to get information about this birthmark of mine.


"Im, I'm sorry, I can't tell you about your birthmark, because I can't tell you. I'm not strong, Im" replied Mom with her eyes starting to drip. I felt sinful for making my mother cry.


I hugged Mom and kissed my mother on the forehead feeling guilty for making her cry.


"I'm sorry Imran, ma'am. I made Mom sad. I have sinned a lot on my mother" I said.


"Don't you ever wonder about that birthmark again?" my mother said as she wiped the tears that had dripped down her cheeks.


"Mom really didn't want to tell me about this birthmark on my calf?" many reassuring.


"Is the story behind this birthmark so painful for you?" I come back slowly.


"It's not just painful, Im. But more than anything, even more than Mom's own life," said Mother again.


"Don't sharing the story with Imran, it can be a bit of a relief, at least the sadness can come with me too, maybe it can help relieve Mom's feelings too?" my spoken.


"No, Im. Mother can bear it herself. The point is you don't wonder or talk about your birthmark anymore, just like Mom was happy," said my mother again.


I see my mom is not as sad anymore. His feelings seemed to have stabilized somewhat. Seeing the mother's condition that began to stabilize, I also continued my efforts to extract information about my birthmark.


"Mother ...," I said.


"What, Im?" replied mother.


"So I was trapped in the coffee garden when exploring around the school," I said slowly.


"M-I-You mean?" Mom gurgling.


"Yes, Mom. My five friends and I were trapped in a coffee garden. And in that coffee garden, I met Ki Barong and a dancer," I explained. Mom nodded at the words I said.


"I-I-Imran, son. You're okay, right? Ki Barong didn't hurt you, did he?" suddenly Mom became like a thump and both her hands were holding my cheeks.


"No, Ma. I'm fine, we managed to escape Ki Barong without any injuries." My answer convinced my mother.


"Thank God, son then. If anything happens to you, I won't forgive Ki Barong, I'll chop him up" replied my mother angrily.


"So, are you ready now to tell me the mystery of this birthmark in my calf? You see, when trying to escape from them, I was injured in the calf. But when we managed to get out of their territory, the wound on my calf suddenly healed completely," I said rather firmly.


"Yes, Im. Mom will tell you. That birthmark wasn't on your calf when you were born. The sign began to exist after Mother had the incident," my mother told me.


"What incident, Mom?" my question is getting curious.


Mother took a deep breath, wiped away the remaining tears that were still on her cheeks and looked into my pushy eyes. I as his son immediately kissed my mother's hand because feeling sin had forced my mother to tell him something she did not want to remember anymore during her life. But at this time my mother's position was desperate, inevitably she had to tell me. Moreover, I have told you about my bad experience meeting Ki Barong. And my instinct says, the reason my mother didn't want to tell me the mystery of my birthmark is also related to Ki Barong, the supreme ruler of the ghosts in the coffee garden.


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