SPIRIT AND DEATH

THE OTHER SIDE OF DAD

From the end of the door to Dad and Mom's room, I saw Dad hitting and slapping Mom. At that time, Mom just kept quiet and cried. Mother did not dodge or reciprocate my treatment of him, my tears were pouring down and I never saw Dad like that.

Unknowingly, I saw him from inside his room. Dad came out of the room and called the mbok, it turns out Dad saw me.

at that moment I could see Dad's teary eyes as if enduring a deep pain.

"Mboook, mboook ..." said Dad in a high tone.

"Yes Mr. .. " said the mbok while running to the door of Dad's room.

"Take Sarah out of here! " said Dad in a snapping tone.

"Yes Mister .. "said the mbok in a hurry, and I withdrew my hand so that I might go with him.

"Bok, do you often do that?" asked in a soft tone.

"Do what Non?" ask the mbok pretending not to understand what I mean.

"Hit Mom" I said as I ducked.

"Non, the mbok has been with you for a long time, his father the non. From a small age the Master was educated with affection. According to the mbok, it was possible that the master could be rude to the mistress if there were no really big problems or truly fatal mistakes made by the Madam. "

"Mbok sure?"

"Hurt animals too Mr. ngak tega Non."

"But I was so sure of what I saw earlier, Dad beat and yelled at me. "

"Non, there are many things in this world that we find difficult to understand sometimes the mbok also feel that but all of that must be the tip of the base" he said while advising me.

"Try mebok asked non Sarah, has his father ever hit non Sarah? or has it ever been as rude as yelling at a non Sarah?"

"No mbok, never. "I replied as I kept my head down.

"Makanya non, do not misunderstand the attitude of Master yes! " I listened to the mbok samnil nod my head while the mbok advised me while washing the dishes.

Seeeeit...

From the side, I saw someone passing by quickly. My eyes were turned to that shadow.

"Non, non-Sarah." holding my left arm.

"I - yes mbok", jolted and surprised.

"See what non?" he said while watching what I was seeing.

"So there mbok." I said while pointing to the sampin. "Something was passing by and moving quickly. "

"Noooon, it's just the two of us here. While Mr and Mrs are in the room, there's nobody but the two of us here. "

"Bok, can I go to the room?" I said because I felt uncomfortable

"Yes please non but go straight to the room huh! Girls can't sniff, not good."

"Yes mbok, I understand." I said and immediately walked towards my room.

But the moment I wanted to go back to my room, I saw Dad and Mom coming out of their room. Out of curiosity I went into Dad's room and stood by the sink where Dad hit Mom.

Here I saw some pieces of medicine that fell on the floor and the bottle that was on the sink. On the bottle it says it's a high-dose sedative.

"Who is taking this drug?" I said while holding a white bottle with a blue lid.

In the middle of my question, I felt like something was pulling my hand. But by the time I saw him, there was no one.

Actually I intended to get out of dad's room immediately but as I stepped up, my foot hit something I didn't know myself.

I fell on the chair that had my father's briefcase on it. "It's Dad's briefcase" I whispered as I looked at Dad's bag with his unlocked zipper. I accidentally saw the same medicine as in the sink earlier in my father's bag but this time in a large number of bottles, about 5 bottles.

Afraid to be seen by Dad, I went straight out of his room and went to my room. In my heart I asked, why do you keep such high doses of sedatives? Is Dad sick? Or is Dad depressed because of his job?

I sat down glumly with a tangled mind in my room. It's getting late, "Maybe fresh air can help me." I said as I moved towards the bedroom window.

I stood looking at the view in my yard. "Oh .. That's Dad, it turns out Dad's home, but where's Mom? This time I did not dare to ask and I chose to remain in my room.

At 21:30 wib, thirst and hunger began to sweep me away. Maybe Dad's asleep I thought, maybe the mbok is not home, and I want to know where Mom is?

I came out of my room and I filled my empty stomach. I took a glass of water to bring to my room but as I was heading towards the room, I listened to the sound of crying.

"Huhuhuhuhuhu.. huhuhuhuhu...." The sound of a loud cry. I'm looking for the origin of the sound.

My footsteps stopped in front of Dad's office. Without knocking, I went straight in because I immediately wanted to know about what was going on inside Dad's study?

Sure enough, Dad was sitting in the work chair holding something and crying, it seemed like Dad was unaware of my presence. What are you holding? I asked in my heart.

"Dad ..." my bro and Dad looked at me and rushed to hide the thing I saw and cried.

"Sarah ...."

"Dad .... "

"From boy, come in....!"

"Can I be yah?" asked with a slightly frightened feeling.

"Yes.." said Dad in a soft tone.

"Didn't I bother you?" Then I saw Dad smiling. Hemh, a tense conversation, I said in my heart

"Sarah .." said Dad as he walked and sat in his chair. "I'm sorry, son, today I must have scared you. "

"Does that scare you?" he said while looking at me with dim eyes.

"Honest .. Yes Father." I said as I walked and sat beside Dad.

"Sometimes we can't stem and hold ourselves back son, something bigger churns out of our original attitude. The triggers are diverse but definitely something great. "

"What mistakes did you make, Dad?" asked with a face. "I've never seen Mom do anything wrong, Mom's a good woman, beautiful, submissive, I never even saw mom go out having fun

it's nice to be out of the house when Dad's not home." I said.

"I'm sorry Sarah's father" he said with a sorry face.

"Did you love Mom no more?" I asked again with a stupid expression.

"Dad loves your mother more than anything, more than anyone, even more than Daddy loves himself." Talking with teary eyes.

Looking at Father's face, somehow my angry feelings towards Father disappeared, as well as my suspicions.

I was very clear and firm in saying that I love my mom very much. There may be other household problems that I don't deserve to know about. Actually I want to ask you about where mom is? My lips seemed to be unable to move.

"Dad tired and want to sleep soon sarah, tomorrow I have to go out of town to deliver the file, dad to the room first yes son." said Dad standing while holding my head.

"Yes yeah .. " said me while nodding my head.

"You sleep fast too! it's not good to sleep too late !" Then he left his study.

It was this attitude of concern that made me love you more, "Well yeah .." I cried from inside the room.

Not yet sleepy I sat down while laying my head on my father's recliner. Long enough to sit in this recliner makes my eyes feel heavy, it feels like I don't want to move to another place, my room feels far away.

Teng teng teng....

A large wall clock rang woke me up. But my eyes still felt heavy, my back hurt because I slept in a sitting position, I also moved from the chair intending to return to my room.

I stood up and walked slowly. "Switch ...." I think someone stuck my leg until I fell. When I wanted to stand back my feet hurt, in a sitting position I heard laughter from my father's desk.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. " Sounds of his laughter were simple to each other, I looked more sharply. That's Tania and her sister, and who's the guy sitting at the table? I couldn't see his face because my eyes were only on the belly of the man.

I tried to stand up to see the man's face, but my legs hurt so much that I couldn't stand up.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. " I went back to listening to the sound of laughter.

From down here I saw Tania and her sister running and chasing each other, the beautiful looking Tania with the flower patterned white shirt on the bottom of her dress looked very cheerful.

"Ayaaaah, we love you so much" Tania said in a cheerful voice.

"Saraaahmu .... " Suddenly I heard another voice calling my name and as I looked towards the origin of the voice, there was no one. Surprised, I looked back at the desk, but Tania and her sister disappeared.

Again, I tried hard to stand up, I had to go to my room I said in my heart. Slowly I stepped towards the door and opened it.

Traaaa

Suddenly I heard the sound of something falling, I quickly looked back and I turned my steps towards my father's desk. While dragging my sore left leg, I tried to reach my father's desk quickly.

"Huh, that's ...." The bloody painting I saw that night. My heart started pounding, reflecting on the night as I touched and stared at the painting.

I have to save this painting back, otherwise you'll be angry. With a bit of my courage, I held and took the painting, I ducked down and opened the drawer under Dad's desk.

When the drawer was open, I was again shocked to see the floral dress that Tania was wearing was in the drawer, so it was not wrong that I took out the dress to ensure my view.

This was indeed true, this was indeed the dress that Tania was wearing. Is this what you were hiding from me? Something that made you cry? I'm getting confused about this situation.

"Tomorrow I must ask this to the mbok, yes must." I said confidently.

From a distance I heard footsteps leading to my father's study. " That ... Don't-don't Dad." I muttered. I peeked and watched, but there was no one.

Seeeeit ....

I saw someone moving quickly in front of Dad's office. Scared, I kept back Tania's paintings and dresses. I stood up and walked quickly, leaving my father's study.

Seeet ....

The shadow flashed once more and I was lured to follow the shadow.

"Who?" ask me in a loud tone half-shouting while continuing to follow him. I stepped up quickly, dragging my feet which hurt a lot.

Seeeet

The shadow continued to mysteriously appear before me and quickly disappeared again.

Without hesitation, I continued to chase after him until the shadow completely seemed to disappear from my sight. It was dark, and then I looked around me."i - this ...." Stairs to the old barn.

While I was still very confused about how I got near the old warehouse, I heard screams and moans from inside.

An extremely powerful and extremely slashing voice, it seemed as if the owner of the voice was enduring immense pain. I don't know why as if I felt the same pain all over my body.

I felt like blind torture, no compassion, no humanity. I really feel pain.

In my consciousness, I screamed out loud, I cried as I could, it seemed like I could really feel what the owner of the voice felt.

Seriate....

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