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WEDDINGS

[it is fitting that I never felt fear when I saw ghosts, it is fitting that I could fight them] Nayra said in her heart.

The god noticed Nayra who seemed to be not focusing on arranging the fruit in the parcel basket. Nayra continued to shift the fruits to and fro without knowing when it would stop, the little chuckling God saw Nayra's comical behavior that seemed increasingly confused.

The god took the basket that Nayra was holding and said "it can bonyok fruit if you move on."

"Sorry" said Nayra.

"Sorry as good as the fruit, pity he moved around constantly."

"Sorry orange, apple." Nayra turned to her right and left while holding apples and oranges in both hands, the God chuckled with a joke of Nayra.

The Goddess then came and immediately sat beside the God, without the Goddess's permission to take and bite the god-ordered apple in the basket.

"Astaghfirullah is a son," dejected God.

"Pelit is asking for one thing."

"Don't be in the basket too" said the god, taking the apple in the plastic and rearranging it into the basket.

Nayra smiled so much that her white teeth were seen when she saw the Goddess rubbing her head on the arms of the Gods, just like a kitten that was spoiled with her mother. Preparation for applying for Adam's heart was ready, the next morning they would go to the family residence Syahla.

"Let's hurry." Shouted Karin told her children to put the shipment into the car.

"Geez mom, Adam's mom, that's it." God protested.

"He's not calm but he's got his heart to keep from exploding." Karin Ledek.

"Mother could have been."

Nayra was very happy to see this adoptive family, she never once hurt by her new family, she felt like she was the luckiest human being in the world.

They drove towards Syahla's house in a vehicle decorated with flowers, as they entered an alleyway the sound of tambourine music greeted their arrival.

His eyes throbbed as he passed a house, Nayra watched the house so much that she passed him.

The Kabul jurisprudence was well done, Adam made his holy vows with one breath, Shahla and Adam were lawfully husband and wife.

All the guests and family said, Nayra came out secretly, since Nayra was disturbed by a house not far from the house of Shahla. Nayra was standing in front of the house, before long a shrieking scream in pain, Nayra raised her leg to step but there was a clap of her hand touching her shoulder.

Nayra immediately turned her head towards the applause, The God who was initially smiling but changed, his eyes widened looking at Nayra's reddened eyes and cat-eye-like eyeballs.

"There is something strange about this house, Ka," said Nayra pointing towards the door

The god was confused by Nayra's flat face, "are you okay?" Nayra nodded but continued to walk towards the neighboring house of Shahla. The god quickly restrained Nayra's hand.

"What do you want, let's go back later Om Adam's looking."

Nayra looked at the God with a grinning smile looking terrible like Nayra was not, Nayra took off the grasp of the God possibly stepping forward and knocked on the door of the house.

"Nay, Nayra." God whispered he was confused as to what to do, finally God dialed the number on his phone. While Nayra continued to knock on the door faster because it was upset that the door was not opened by its occupants.

The god approached Nayra by continuing to put a cell phone in her ear that was contacting Adam. "Don't knock Nay out loud, maybe there's no one!" god calms Nayra.

The god took down his phone and left Sherlock, because Adam did not also raise a call from him. The sound of the lock being opened twice then the sound of the door being opened, Nayra's face returned to normal as well as her eyes but her gaze was still blank expressionless.

"Who is it?" ask the skinny man with his gray hair.

The god immediately offered his hand and introduced himself, "Sorry sir my name is God, this is my sister Nayra, I am a guest of the Dr family. Shahala".

The man shook the hand of the god. "What do you need?" ask again full of confusion that is visible from the face of the owner of the house.

The god held Nayra's hand trying to resuscitate Nayra, "Nay, what are we here to do?"

They were still in confusion waiting for Nayra with her blank gaze, Then a soft voice from within sounded again. Nayra's eyes glanced into the house.

"Sorry deck, my son is sick" said the owner.

"Nayra can come in?" His consciousness is beginning to return. But the father was reluctant to accept the arrival of guests at his house. The shrill voice turned into a shrill scream that sounded in great pain.

"Nayra wants to meet her father inside" Nayra said.

"But." The father looked confused.

"He's an unusual pain, right?" said Nayra made the father's eyeballs open in surprise. Nayra smiled and said, "I want to try to help the father."

Then the owner of the house opened wide the door of his house allowing Nayra to enter which was followed by God from behind while bowing her head hinting her thanks.

As Nayra walked into the living room, several people were sitting next to a thin, dry-looking teenage girl lying on a floor mattress. Everyone in the room stared at Nayra, but she screamed and greeted Nayra.

Nayra sat cross-legged near the girl's head, the girl looked very frightened with Nayra, before long the girl screamed in pain. A mother pulled a strange black object from the pores on her face, originally the object was only in the form of dots but when pulled using clamps or tweezers it turned out to be the length of a needle.

The thing appeared at a certain time and the girl was always moaning when the black thing appeared on her face.

"May I have hot water in an aluminum container" Nayra said.

The people there looked at each other but a mother immediately rose to the kitchen.

"The water is boiling, Mom!" nayra said again.

Nayra's mouth began to read something that could not be interpreted, God sat behind Nayra as well as the father earlier.

"My son in the mouth of people, he's been like this for a few months" said the father.

"He was in the mouth of his acquaintance, sir," said Nayra without turning his head.

"Who's Son?" said the father.

"I'm not going to show you the guy" Nayra said.

Five minutes later a mother brought Nayra the water she asked for and put it on Nayra's side. "Thank you" said Nayra, looking at her face, and she replied with a smile.

Nayra swept away the smoke that was billowing from the hot water, until the right palm of Nayra turned red like a burn, Nayra to grimace.