SPIRIT AND DEATH

SHORT CHAT

Dad's face and hands started to sweat, I knew this was a good thing. Not wanting to be far away, I decided to lie under Dad's feet (his knees). When I saw Dad's broken leg, I thought back to my war with Dad.

In my heart I again lamented, clearly in my mind saying, Father is handicapped because of you, Sarah. And at that moment, my tears were dripping. There is a deep sense of guilt, I want to quickly work and succeed in order to tell Dad that he no longer needs to find money to support me.

"Sarah," said Feli from the outside with his distinctive smile.

I looked at Feli and hid my tears so he wouldn't worry. Before long, Feli gave me a gesture with both of his hands without making a sound. That is, let's eat! Everything is ripe and don't bother Dad, he just fell asleep.

I was slow enough to get up because I didn't really want to be away from Dad. But that butcher's Feli style scared me. Looks like this time he doesn't want to be bargained let alone in about.

I stood up and walked with slow steps. When I got to Dad's door, Feli immediately welcomed my hand and pushed me to the dining table.

"Come Brother Sarah, eat a lot!" said the sisters while pouring clear vegetables into a white bowl for me.

"Thank you."

"Therefore, you take a bath with warm water, then lie down again. Later in the afternoon, we will sit in the park," said Feli who was arranging my schedule which was actually not necessary.

"Yes, let it be fresh" added Rian.

"I want to play a swing in the yard of our house only," said I because I miss the figure of Tania.

"Good, Non. I'll clean it up."

"Thank you, Mr. Antok."

"Together, Non."

"Yes, okay ...."

"Ha ha ha ha." Feli laughed amusedly when he saw me embarrassed. Maybe for Feli, I don't deserve to be ashamed of him.

"Yes, now lying. It's fresh, right? It's his shirt so loose, it's a sign you're so skinny now, Sarah."

Feli sounded really nice today, but I found her cute and motherly. I hope Feli will continue to love and care for me like this, until we both age and die later.

30 Minutes later, I haven't been able to fall asleep. I think there's a lot I want to hear and tell you about Grandma Nawang Wulan. But I don't know who to talk to and how to start.

I tried to close my eyes tight. But the sound of heavy footprints was heard in my right ear very clearly.

"You want to know how he lived and fought?" ask someone with a heavy voice, but very friendly.

I immediately opened my eyes and looked towards the right (to the source of the sound). "Cough," said I who tried to sit and lean on the end of my bed.

"I'll tell you everything."

Seriate...

Hello, I'm back up but can't be like usual. Especially typing the script on hp, so often lost itself. Like yesterday, almost 1000 words were lost, I was so cry. So now, as far as it can directly not up, so if the spread is not much, please understand yes.

Don't forget to help me. On the top right of the cover section there are 5 star symbols lined up. Please click on the asterisk and give your assessment of my work. In addition, do not forget to continue to follow the next episode, leave comments, click likes and favorites to get the next notification 🤗.

Plus give me support by pressing the vote button on the front page. Votes from readers' friends are all a passion for my author. Thanks and spirit of reading 😘😘😘.