Home On The Grave

Wife to my father

With great difficulty I was finally able to take my father out of the mayit market which almost made my father one of its inhabitants.

"It's a gift for you son" said the father while giving me a package of banana leaves, I open the contents turned out to be a beautiful doll like a barbie

"Thank you father", as I continued to look at the doll, my sixth sense saw that she was no ordinary doll, but a beautiful woman only in the form of a doll.

"hay introduce my name as unjust", Iwhy for the first time the doll was the incarnation of a goddess

"Yes, please introduce my name Sharira, I can invite me to talk, that means you can rain a human child" said Sharira smiling.

"take me into your room unjustly" said Sharira

Sharira quickly familiar with me, he was apparently a creature from the land of jinn and trapped in the maze of the mayit market, but thanks to his intelligence he was forced to transfer his spirit into a doll that was sold in the mayit market

"Dad is there any intention to get married?", I asked my foster father.

"no woman wants to marry your father, son, your father is just a graveyard digger and there's nothing to interest a woman" my father said.

That's the answer my father gives me every time I ask him about marriage.

I have not told my father about the doll that incarnate a beautiful genie, the color I have to explore first the contents of the heart sharira.fear sharira refused or sharira already have a patchwork of hearts.

"Sarira already has a husband huh or gimans?", but sharira did not answer just laugh

"don't husband, love alone sharira don't have" replied sharira

"I guess sharira want not, the husband of the human class?", slowly I asked sharira so as not to offend him as a creature from the genie

"why not, as long as he accepts me for who I am", answered Sharira steadily

But I haven't told her that I'm looking for the right mate for my father, and I think sharira deserves to be with him

"Wahh, it's true cuisine", cried father when he opened the hood made of rattan woven by the inhabitants of the baranti cemetery.

"Dad likes?", I asked

"Certainly like son, the father's son has grown smart to cook again" said the father praised me, even though I am not the cook but sharira, but until this moment, but until this moment,I haven't opened up to you if there's a beautiful creature as pretty as an angel in this house who always cooks my father's favorite food

"Well, can't a man marry a genie?", I asked curiously

"Dad does not understand about it son, try asking uncle tempor, usually he most pretentious to know the problem so" replied the father

"Lazy asked my great uncle yahh, the end of his end later tanya2 there is not a beautiful genie who does not know?" I said

"Emang why if uncle is nervous asked, if anyone is upset, let's end his status as a play boy frog class", continued the father with a laugh

"For example, what is a beautiful genie married father?", ask me again to lure father

"Dad gk want to marry son, fear later not dear zalimah" said the father

I was moved to hear my father's words that always worried me, even though he was only a foster father but he was the one who poured love for me,and is a mother and father for me.he willingly spent his youth to take care of me when I was only the son of a friend who transformed into kuntilanak for dying curious.

In this world, Dad is the only family I have.

Still fresh in my memory when my father took me to my grandmother's house, the mother of my biological father, his welcome was very cold and did not want to accept me even though my father only brought me acquaintances.

"I'm sorry January, I have a lot of work, I can no longer take care of and take care of small children" my grandmother said

"I didn't bring him to live here ma'am, just introduce him if this is his son sukardi" replied the father at that time

"Oo this yes, kuntilanak's children, please take it away again nuar, I'm afraid here just make trouble again", kats granny without feeling

"Let's go home" said the father who immediately carried me again to bring me home, all the eyes I passed looked at me one eye and sneered at me, even though they were still brothers of all fathers

From then until now, there was more family for me besides my foster father.

"The father of righteousness promises to give you a good soul mate and be your happiness", I promise in my heart

incidentally, there is another great uncle walking in a style that makes amused.

"Uncle gemporr, here doong!", I shouted

"Uncle, about about humans and jinn can not marry?", I asked

"Oh Allah Cah ayu, too simple your question, the answer is no" said uncle tempor

"Ustadz did you say uncle?", I asked again

"It's not ustadz who said tp uncle tempor himself", replied uncle tempor

The answer is not to be satisfied, I have to ask directly to mr. ustadz tomorrow heart, because it's night I choose maduk room

I looked at the beautiful doll on my study table, I smiled, she smiled too

"sarira's brother appears", but I don't know how many times I've mentioned his name, it doesn't appear as well

"where have you been?", I murmured, has he returned to his realm without telling me

3 Days my sister Sharira disappeared from my life, making me feel sad, my spirit seemed to disappear, even in school my learning concentration felt lost.

"Are you sick, son?", tans mother teacher when I saw me from earlier silent and always pensive, think of kak sharira

"no ma'am, zalimah is just sleepy" I replied

"Let's go to the UKS first rest", take the teacher's mother while leading me who staggered

"You take a break here and have some warm tea" said the teacher, my homeroom teacher who was very attentive to me

"You're a boy named despotic?"tanys the old man in front of me who might be a teacher too

"Yes, teacher" I replied

"Father is not a teacher son, the father is just an administrative officer here, just call the bondan sir" said the friendly bondan sir, he gave me a small meal 1 large crackle

"Bring your house home later, son" said Mr. Bondan

"Thank you sir", I said

I resumed my rest on the cots that were specially reserved in this room for the sick students in the study hours

I saw my sister Sharira cooking in my house with a smile she was wearing a green dress, very graceful and charming.

"Sarira" my bath, when my headache was gone

The home bell has sounded

"Father between home, son" said Mr. Bondan offered his services

"Don't bother sir, zalimah let's just walk" said I feel heavy

"it's okay wrong, let you be ushered bondan sir yes", persuaded the teacher

"iya ma'am", I said yes

Finally, Mr. Bondan drove me to the front of the house

"Thank you so much sir, sorry to bother you" said my father, who was standing on the doorstep

"Yes sir januar the same, this is not a hassle" replied the bondan with a smile

"don't stop by first sir", said father

"the next time yes sir January, excuse me" said the bondan sir while menstater his motorbike and drove back

I immediately ran straight into the kitchen, I opened the hood of food, already available rice complete with vegetables and side dishes

"sarira's brother is back", I smiled and entered my room with a heart of flowers

"sister sharira, finally brother came back too", I hugged my brother Sharira who stood in front of me and kissed my head.