
Fathir is trying to find a way to help Kirana. He paced around in front of his study desk while patting the jidat with his index finger.
His steps were stopped when he remembered Ustad Sahir. He thought he was the right person who could help Kirana. But Fathir was confused to find him where, while he himself did not know where to move Ustad Sahir.
Fathir immediately exited the room, hoping his mother would know where Ustad Sahir lived.
"Mom, Mommy." call her while knocking on the door of Ms. Nuri's room, her Mother.
Bu Nur just took off praying isya, he was even still wearing his mukena astonished to hear Fathir's voice calling him that, he said, it was not usual for the boy to knock on the door hard and like a person in a hurry.
"What does he call that date?" asked Bu Nuri as she opened the door of her room.
"Sorry Mom, I want to ask you about Ustad Sahir.You know where he moved?" fathir to the point.
Bu Nuri frowned while exiting the room and sat on the worn wooden chair. Fathir followed in his footsteps and sat in the same chair. He waited for answers from his mother by continuing to look at the mother's soft face.
"What is it that you ask about that?" search Bu Nuri.
The middle-aged woman was astonished by the attitude of her son who suddenly asked about Ustad Sahir. It was almost two years ago that Ustad moved from this village. And Fathir never asked that question.
"I-I want to help a friend.He's got a subtle-disease" replied Fathir.
"Friends? Who?" Bu Nuri was more surprised, because Fathir did not want to have many friends other than Dodo, Fauzi and Rahmat. Ms. Nuri knew exactly they were fine because of the close distance of their house.
"That's.anu Bu.The son of Pak Bahari whose house is big is loh Bu, who just moved to our village" he replied hesitantly.
"Kira?" back Bu Nuri asked a question. His face is now slightly bent.
"You know Kirana?" Fathir asked because he thought he had never told her anything about Kirana.
"Mom don't know the person but I heard the story from your mamang, Mang Nur." replied Bu Nuri with a slightly unpleasant face, not as usual.
"Mom asks you not to interfere too much in their affairs.They are rich people, respected people, not our class.Mommy believes your mamang can help them even bring in people more than Ustad Sahir." continued Bu Nuri.
Actually, Bu Nuri is not happy that his son is close to Kirana, because he knows exactly the background of Ki Demang's family. However, he could not possibly talk about it, so he sought another reason for Fathir not to interfere with their affairs.
Fathir also believes his mother's words, if you think the Kirana family is able to bring any Ustad maybe even more powerful than his Master.
"Fathir is only worried about Kirana, if he is not dealt with immediately, he will be more tormented" he said with a blank look ahead.
"Torture because of the actions of his own ancestors." grumbled Bu Nuri slowly while struggling to enter the room.
Fathir who did not really hear clearly his mother's words immediately linked his two thick eyebrows.
"Not say anything, it's been learned.Let's not be late in his sleep" said Bu Nuri while closing the door.
Fathir was surprised by his mother's attitude that seemed to dodge, clearly his mother said something even though she faintly heard.
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While elsewhere, Kirana who is still accompanied by her mother in the room asks the mother to sing a song that usually accompanies her sleep lately.
"What song?" ask Ms. Ratna.
"That's a song you used to sing when I was going to bed. Mom forgets." said Kirana who fell asleep on her mother's lap.
Ms. ratna frowned, she did not understand what was being discussed. Even just tonight he accompanied Kirana to sleep, but many times Kirana said that she was often accompanied by him to sleep.
"But I don't know son, nina bobo song?that was a long time ago I sang, when you were Kindergarten." said Ms. Ratna.
Kirana even chuckled, thinking her mother was pretending to forget to comfort her.
"The udders swing in my swing swing aside.that's the ma'am who uses the language of the region here." Kirana sings some of the lyrics she remembers with a slight mispronunciation.
Mr. Bahari who was standing at the door listened to them immediately enter after listening to the lyrics of the song that his daughter sang.
"Who sang that??" Pak Bahari suddenly appeared startling the two of them.
"When have you been there, Mas." asked Ms. Ratna.
"So I'm gonna check on you guys, I didn't overhear your conversation on purpose. Kirana, who sang that song?" said Pak Bahari.
"Mother.Every night I sing to me, although I don't understand the meaning but it's very good to hear and make my eyes sleep fast and then sleep." explained Kirana who was still sleeping on her mother's lap.
Pak Bahari and his wife looked at each other, then his wife shrugged her shoulders indicating that she did not do what Kirana said.
It was obvious that Ms. Ratna could not do that, because Ms. Ratna could not speak the regional language. Only Pak Bahari understands its meaning.
But he refused to say the meaning of the song in front of Kirana. His memory goes back to the past when Dewi Larasati the mother told him that her great-grandmother often sang the song.
His great-grandmother was named Nyi Laksmi. Women who really like the color red until the collection of kebaya clothes was much red. Pak Bahari remembered Kirana's words when she saw a horrible woman with a red kebaya in the pavilion.
'Ah.it is impossible.Why do I have such a stupid mind.Perhaps Kirana is just hallucinating.' grumbled Pak Bahari in heart.
Kirana felt her eyes were very heavy, she fell asleep because of the medicine given by the doctor at the time. The doctor accidentally gave Kirana sleeping pills to get enough rest.