My mother's a ghost
The Part 61
My mother's a ghost
The Part 61
“Excuse me..” said Ragil in front of Dara's house. Dara's house looks deserted.
“From..” call Riki later.
The twilight that holds the package looks around the house. There was a small shop selling across from Dara's house. He crossed into the shop.
“Siang, Mom.” Say hello to the seller who is playing his mobile phone. Instantly the seller turned his head and smiled at Dusk. “You bought what?” Ask the seller's mother is friendly.
“The mineral water is one, Bu.” Sahut Dusk later. “I want to play to my friend's house across the street. But suddenly thirsty.” Connect Dusk. Mother's eyebrows are raised to hear the words of Dusk.
The mother then handed over a bottle of mineral water responsibility at Dusk. “The theme is Dara?” Ask the seller's mother to make sure.
“Betul, Mom. Do you know Dara?” Ask Dusk carefully. His eyes then glanced at his other friends entering Dara's house. A man opened the door and let them in. “That's who, Mom? Her father Dara?” Ask Dusk later.
The seller's mother then looked across the street. “Not. That's his mother's lover.” His mouth whispered as if afraid that his words would be heard by someone else.
“Loh? I think Dara lives with her parents.” Reply Dusk began to issue an action to find information.
“Neg. Dara does not have a father. Her mother's a bad girl. It's not clear who her husband is, knows how to get pregnant, keeps having children. In fact some time ago Dara was entrusted to his mother's parents in the village. To the extent that Dara moved schools.” Mother of the seller.
“Moving school?” Tanya Dusk was astonished because she felt that something was strange. Neighbors around Dara's house do not know if the girl has been kidnapped all this time.
“If at school, Dara never had any information about changing schools, Mom. I knew I had never been to school. Hence the holidays, we are on play here.” Sahut Dusk as it is, but did not mention the kidnapping.
“If I too am not sure. Another neighbor said that Dara was sold to his mother.” The mother of the seller again.
“Sold? How are you selling, Bu?” Ask Dusk pretending to be astonished. Though their initial speculation did predict that Dara's parents were traffickers.
“That's never been considered his mother's same child. From childhood, they were tortured, used as helpers. All the housework he did. I feel sorry for that kid. Until one day I saw his hands and feet bruised. I asked him, he was not honest. What worries me the most, his mother's lover often stays there. I'm worried that there's an adult male who's not a family on one roof with a daughter. My mind is what it is.” Obviously the seller's mother is not responsible. “But if Dara is now home, I am relieved. Then the rumors circulating about Dara being sold are not true. Impossible also the hell it feels, where maybe yes, a mother who laboriously gave birth to want to sell her child.” Continue the seller's mother.
“Indeed Her Mother Dara what is her job, Bu?” Ask Dusk again.
“Not clear, he said he was a designer, if we say we are more worthy to be called a tailor. Just masang button clothes, zipper, or just shrink clothes ngaku designer. But if I've never been there. Lazy! So jutek. Where to ask for expensive fees. Take it somewhere else that is friendlier. So we suspect that Dara was sold with his mother, cook anyway just sewing so that it can buy new electronics. New motorcycles can also be purchased. Kan, weird?” Mothers of sellers really attract Dusk to try to dig up a lot of information.
“If Dara's school is notoriously smart, but quiet and shy. What about neighbors, Mom?” Ask Dusk again.
“Ya same. The same neighbors as well. Just smile. Rarely interact. Can't be with her mother. Inside the house. Poor Dara. He wants to play with the neighbors. I've been a little relieved that Dara was invited at his Grandma's house, who knows treated better than his mother. Uh, know-know it's back here.” Sahut Mother seller full of regrets.
“May Dara be happy with her mother yes, Mom. Listen, Mom told me, I feel sorry for Dara. I bought bread and these snacks for Dara.” Said Dusk to the seller's mother who was greeted with an increasingly friendly smile.
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Dusk entered the house and found his friends had been sitting on the terrace of Dara's house. “Hai, Sister Dara. How are you?” Ask Dusk who started the introduction.
“This is called Dusk, her sister Sena.” Call Ragil as Dusk approaches them. Dusk put the parcels and groceries he bought earlier near Dara.
“To nemenin watch TV, Kak.” Dusk.
“Thank you, yes. Troubles everything. I've come so happy.” Reply Dara semringah. “If you can come here often.” Dara lowered the volume.
Not long after, Ibu Dara came to bring drinks in the form of iced tea, without a companion.
“Come children to drink first. Sorry, just tea. Aunty there is no stock of any snacks. It's nothing yes.” Mother Dara said to them.
“Sorry to trouble, Aunt.” Saying Dusk to Mother Dara.
Dara's mother then left Dara and her friends on the terrace.
“With, I want to pee. Can I borrow the bathroom?” Tanya Riki started the action. Although Riki was only briefly explained when they were on the way to Dara's house. On a dipper bike driven by Ragil, Riki listened carefully to the orders of his best friend.
“Bby, can. Please.” Sahut Dara while moving to deliver Riki into the house.
Inside the deserted. No sight of Dara's mother or her lover. Riki was stunned to see a large television screen hanging on the wall of the family room, along with a soft sofa in gray added to the luxurious impression of Dara's house.
“That's my bathroom, Ki. Sorry, but the bathroom is dirty. I haven't had time to cleanin.” Said Dara while pointing at a room with the door closed.
“There's someone in it, Ra?” Tanya Riki was suspicious.
“Neg. It is usually closed, so that the smell does not come out.” Dara grimaces shame.
Riki opened the bathroom door and found the room small, stuffy, and slippery. For a second Riki held his breath and tried to breathe in the air slowly adapting.
Riki had not been able to do his activities, a voice whispered from outside the bathroom. Riki brought his ears closer to the door to strengthen his sense of hearing.
“I don't like it, which is if the child interacts with others. What else until taken home.” Bram whispers softly.
“Yes how, indeed we can say that the child is not at home? Impossible, it will be suspicious. Keep them reporting to the police. You want to deal with the police?” Sahut Damara, Mother Dara.
“Although if they do something strange. I don't hesitate to finish all those kids.” Bram's reply was fierce.
“Don't be loud when they hear. Some of us may not be suspected, the teacher has been caught. He also did not know that we were dealing with the principal. Never mind. Don't dilate the problem.” Reply Damara whispered.
“Lagian, how are you still alive son? Why aren't you all dead? My astonishment!”
“Not even good he's not so dead. We can still blackmail the principal. We can threaten him to report to the police, if the principal forces us to let Dara go. Easy, right?” Reply Damara again.
“When necessary, we can sell to others the child.”
Riki seemed to lose his heart when he heard the conversation of the two people. He set himself up so that the bad guys would not know of his existence.
