SPIRIT AND DEATH

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I was very curious about what everything said. They are like a surprise in my life. Although they are not Muslims, they are all part of me. Inevitably, dislikes and I intend to bring them in my direction.

O God, you know everything. Is this really the desire and intention of Grandma Nawang Wulan, so he handed everything to me? Yes, so that they do not get lost and become Muslims who only worship Allah and have the opportunity to get the paradise of Allah, even if only in the most basic part.

For me right now, their black is my black. Dirty they are my dirty. Their fouls are my rotten. Their disgust is my disgust. I will try hard to embrace them all, even if I do not know, what I will face in the future.

Let's just say that all this is a sign of my love for a foreigner who suddenly fills my heart and becomes a teacher and a figure of guidance in my life. Nawang Wulan's grandmother was not a good Muslim. But to me, she was a good Grandma and ancestor.

"I want to see it" I said as I stood slowly with staggering steps.

"Sarah, we're actually quite crowded. Maybe we will meet one by one," said Datuk Belang who felt much more familiar than others. Maybe because we fought together.

"Why is that, Grandpa?"

"Because you're not strong yet."

"Why are the others hiding?"

"Because they are in a very weak state. Hundreds of years without food and some were wounded in the last battle before Princess Nawang Wulan was killed."

"Cough, what happened to his sister Grandma Nawang Wulan. She must have been so proud when she saw her brother fighting in the front row?" ask me with a smile because I returned to my vision of the war in the past.

"We were late, she was raped and burned alive" replied Datuk Belang.

"Not only him, but also Romo and his mother" continued Grandpa Singgih.

"Subhanallah .." I said silently and as if I could no longer lift my legs to walk.

"Since that time, the Princess studied the science of killing without touching."

My heart immediately trembled when I heard the words of the dappled Datuk. I think those are terrible words. "Kill without touching" I said once again, holding on to the end of the door.

"Sarah, where are you going?" asked Feli who immediately ran towards me.

"Want to sit outside."

"Stay still hot and the swing hasn't been cleaned yet."

"No papa, on the porch. Tired of bedding continues."

"Yes already."

We arrived in front of the porch. Yeah, we're because I'm not just with Feli. Upon arriving at the chair and sitting down, I saw like there was a row of large drums surrounding my house.

"Feli, is there an orange?"

"There's."

"Make orange juice sweet!"

"Wearing ice cream?"

"Nriv ...."

"Accept ...."

After Feli left me, I immediately stood assisted by Datuk Belang. I approached the arrangement of the shiny black drum. I touched him slowly and he moved while hissing.

"What's this?" ask me wonder.

"Look up there!" said Grandpa Singgih pointed firmly towards the roof of my house.

My eyes followed Grandpa Singgih's direction and I felt very surprised when I saw the enormous snake head being an umbrella, right on the roof of my highest house.

"Did?" I looked around and it was his body that looked like a drum and fenced at my house.

"My name, Pecek. I am the king of my territory. But now, I'm just a little girl with no knowledge."

"Grandup!!" shouts Datuk Belang while upholding his shoulders. Datuk looks angry and does not like the attitude and words of Mbak Pecek.

"Sorry." Then Mbah Pecek lowered his head, just as I was self-conscious about my ability which was nothing.

"Let's sit down!"

"Thank you, Grandpa."

I went back to the porch thinking about what I should do now. My hair that was broken and greeted the skin of my face, unable to disturb the confusion and questions that were full in my heart.

Seriate.

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