SEBERANG VILLAGE

Chapter 13 - The Little Child

As they said last night, they decided to go to town today. From the morning they were in the city, stopping to the residence of Dekka's parents to receive a spiritual flush and dusk then they returned. With a dark day they went down the streets of the city to return to the village. The piggybacked Dekka and the piggybacking Bertan.

Damn all shit, the motorcycle tire was even leaked in the middle of the road so they had to lead the two-wheeled vehicle first to the nearest workshop. The condition of the workshop was quite quiet, there was only him and the other two people who seemed to be lovers. Fortunately there are more than one mechanic there, so their vehicle can be done immediately at that time.

Dekka turned around, the streets of kpota so beautiful after looking around. Pamper the eyes with street lights of various colors and lovers who make small outbursts under it. Many hawker sellers are also in the vicinity, it is appropriate because across the street is a city park. Dekka smiled faintly, forgetting the last time she was there, as she remembered before she was 17.

"Ber, across yuk. I want to buy a lick, another crab, I haven't eaten for a long time."

Dekka said, his eyes expectantly asking. Bertan nodded, he had also long since felt the sensation of eating snacks as Dekka said. The two of them finally walked to the other side, waiting for their bikes to be ready to be carried back on their way. The queue is quite a lot, because there are some small children who also want to buy a peek there.

And then they went back to the other side, to the workshop. But not yet they stepped to cross, the second step compact stopped. In front of them, there was a figure of a child with a face so pale. Seeming to be a tear wound on his cheek area, his pitch-black eyes stared blankly at them. His hair and body look so wet, sprinkling like wet kuntilanak aka mbak Endah which was seen by Dekka a few days ago.

Dekka stared at the figure flat, as well as Bertan who even casually continued his steps back across with a crest in his mouth. Dekka followed Bertan's footsteps, sitting where they had been while continuing to meet the figure in front of them. Dekka focused, trying to listen if the figure said one or two words. But nil, until they pay the figure did not say anything just staring at them.

This time Dekka who rode and Bertan who was hugged, Seberang Village atmosphere was still quite crowded at that time. Gathering at the house of Bu Darmi who Dekka can immediately guess there must be something strange there. Both do not care, enough with yesterday's warning from the figure to make them decide not to interfere. Plus Dad's spiritual flush and Mom's earwax are enough to make their decision unanimous.

The two-wheeled vehicle was parked in front of the house as neatly as before. Indeed, Bertan rarely use, so the motorcycle was not uncommon he brought to the back of the house. At that time boisterous voices of citizens were still heard to their ears from home. Then they decided to eavesdrop on a little bit of what was heard while eating the crab and cilok that they had previously bought.

Bertan sighed, just a few words that he dnegar dnegan clear.so he finally decided to give up and eat his sempole with anteng. let Dekka who still want to eavesdrop there. The atmosphere of Seberang Village that is so quiet makes the sounds of the house of Bu Darmi can even be heard until their home, yes not really from his house. Just a strait of a few houses from the house of Dekka and Bertan and Bu Darmi there is a group of mothers who are bumping.

Dekka cursed, when something sounded interesting in his ear. Bertan put the last punctured crest that had been exhausted and brought himself closer to Dekka. Follow him eavesdropping but this time no talk was heard, Dekka had also started to finish listening. But now the older one justifies the position, the vertical water available before staring at the seriud towards the brother.

"What?" ask Bertan. He's been broadcasting at the moment, so he'll put his ears on well to listen to every word that will be thrown from Dekka's mouth. Long Dekka did not say anything, just sighed and looked at Bertan who was getting upset. No longer able to resist he finally laughed at the face of Bertan who was so funny in his opinion.

"I'm not serious, I think from the conclusion that I'm holding. The figure of the little boy we saw in the workshop seems to be related to Bu Darmi. From what I heard earlier, Bu Darmi's youngest son died just now, he said drowned in the river." Dekka.

"Dog, let him follow him to the city of De. I thought to myself, God, I was horrified." Bertan was upset and left, intending to change his clothes and prepare for sleep. But when he entered the room, from the window he could see the figure of the little boy he had seen there. Monitor himself from the window of the room with his mouth open and closed. The boy's hair and clothes look dirty, with a few blood spots there, don't forget the tear on his lips which adds to the level of gloominess of his figure.

Bertan could not hear what the figure wanted to say, so he was forced to drag Dekka who was still eating his cilok. Damn it arrived at the room the figure of the little boy instead disappeared, making Dekka hit his head slowly. Bertan could only laugh softly, then return to the bathroom to change his pants to make it more comfortable. While Dekka immediately broke down and fell asleep shortly afterwards. Tired of him on his way from the city to the village.

Out of the bathroom after making a short nature call, Bertan again met the figure of the little boy who was in the window of his room. Kesald's breath was hela, why did this child even appear to him who could do nothing but look at him.

"You if you want to disturb, disturb this brother only tomorrow. If you disturb me, I will not grow. I'm not afraid of you, tomorrow this big brother is just disturbing now just go."

With his leisure Bertan spoke as he pointed at Dekka who was asleep. And miraculously the figure according to him, he disappeared after Bertan finished speaking making Bertan immediately proud of himself. Jesus Christ he made a son err on a little boy's ghost according to him.

"For a long time I bowed down to all ghosts if gini," the monologue Bertan in silence. The sound of the night beast then began to meet the sense of hearing. Bertan closed his eyes, becoming the noise of animals as lullaby music for him. Moments later his figure fell asleep, following Dekka to dreamland.