SPIRIT AND DEATH

TALENT

They all seemed to be uniting their remaining energy. Roars and screams filled the room. They all seemed to be half-dead fighting for something precious to me, namely Uncle and his useful knowledge.

"Mamaaakkk ..." cried the little boy with his eyes full of clear water, while his lips trembled and as if falling down held back his feelings.

Ratih's grandmother opened her eyes wide, not knowing what she was thinking. Perhaps he wanted to be satisfied looking at the sad little face.

Lastly, the black smoke coming out from Uncle's body had already started to clear and whiten like a cloud that protected the earth from the sun's shock. At that time, Grandma Ratih looked very tired, but her body survived even if only partially (head to stomach).

"Mamak" said the boy as he ran towards Granny Ratih, as well as Mbah Siji.

Ma'am Siji put Grandma Ratih's head right in the middle corner of her elbow. While the boy continued to cry while holding the left hand of Grandma Ratih who smiled perfectly.

One thing I understand, even though they are jinn, but they love and respect each other. None of them touched Ratih's Grandmother except Mbah Siji, which means Mbah Siji is the spouse of Ratih's Grandma and the girl is the fruit of their love.

"Great child, has dared to go forward .." said Grandma Ratih with a very soft and soft voice typical of a mother.

"Momel ... Mamak ..." said the boy repeating his words.

I watched the boy, it turned out that he had just been born, maybe just a month or two ago. He could only speak a few words, but he understood the situation he was in.

"Thank you ..." said Uncle who immediately sat without any pain while looking at Grandma Ratih.

"Nduk ..." said Grandma Ratih while trying to raise her left hand to comb her daughter's hair with her own hands, but she was unable. The hand that was about to touch the boy's hair fell off.

"Neneeekkkk .. no. Granny ... banguuun!!" my orders with a trembling face and body.

"Murray."

Seriate.

Minal aidzin wal faizin, please forgive my born and inner readers. May this year we all return fitrah and survived in the face of this viral disaster.

I also apologize because until the end of this month can only be up a little because it is not strong to sit for long. Yesterday I wrote 1000 words (long), but lost due to various problems. So now I've decided to write everything I can until I really recover and be like before.

In addition, I also tried to go up many times because the episode was short. I hope all readers enjoy everything, Amen.

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