SPIRIT AND DEATH

AYAH

My father took me to my room, and laid my weak body on the bed in my room. I saw Dad, I looked anxious, then I hugged Dad tightly.

I want to get out and throw away my fears. "Ayaaaah .." I said while crying while hugging Dad tightly.

"What's up, son? Tell me!" father said as he returned my embrace and stroked my long hair.

"Ayaaaaaah, whose painting is it?" I said directly ask.

"Drawing?" father said in a vague voice, it seemed like father was confused.

"The painting that's in Dad's den." I'm talking to you while releasing my arms from Dad.

"Hmmmm, the painting is yes .. " said the father in a slow tone and felt to hide something.

"Dad, I want to know dad. The little boy in the painting always followed me. He was always in my dreams and visions." I said sobbing and looked at Father's sad face.

"Sarah, whatever it is, whoever it is, it won't hurt you, son." said Dad, with both hands.

I looked into Dad's eyes deeply. "Why are you so sure?" I asked while watching Dad's face.

"Because it's just a painting of sarah" said the father.

Listening to Dad's reply, I immediately shook my head. In my heart I said, Maybe you don't believe everything I say.

"Sleep son! It's been very night." said Dad, stroking my hair and forehead. Not wanting to ask again, I laid my body on the bed while staring at the ceiling of the room.

Dad's still sitting next to my head. Although I was disappointed with Dad's answer, I felt very peaceful and calm because he was here with me.

Dad's hand didn't come off my head, I started to get sleepy. Before long, I vaguely heard Dad say that Dad would come out to get me some water to drink.

I listened to Dad's words between conscious and no, which obviously I still felt Dad's hand on my head.

It's cold, Dad's hands are cold. What's wrong with dad? I said in my heart. I try to open my eyes to see it.

"Huh, ayaaah, ayaaaaah, ayaaaaaahhh .... "

I shouted with all my might, I saw the mysterious white-eyed girl beside my head. The girl held my head and stroked it like Dad did to me.

"Ayaaaaaah, ayaaaaaaaaaaah .. "my words shouted. Then I got up, stood up and ran. I got out of my room and I ran somewhere, I don't know. I was confused, I was afraid, there was no thought, no other feeling, no one, nothing.

When I was at the kitchen door. Braack (i hit something). "Sarah. " said father.

"Dad?" speak to me in a soft voice. Is this really my father? I doubt.

"Why are you running and yelling again sarah?" ask Dad in a rather loud tone.

I stared intently from the tip of my foot to my head, to make sure that He was really my Father. "Ayaaaah ..." said I called once more.

The father replied immediately, "Yes Sarah. "

"Where was that dad?" I said ask Dad.

"Sarah Sarah, didn't I just say that I wanted to get you some water to drink?" firmly, my father and I were still crying and frightened, I could see all that from my eyes.

"Son, does the painting bother you? If so, I'll throw it away. You look fucked up sarah?" dad kept talking and I didn't answer.

"Already, already. I'd better take you back to your room, son." said Dad as he pulled my hand slowly towards the room.

Not yet in the room, my father asked me. "How about tomorrow, we go to Dad's friend's house? She has a child of your age Sarah. Maybe all of that will help you get back to being happy again. "

"All right."

Then Dad asked me to clean my face from the sweat in my room. Worried, Dad drove me and waited for me near the door of my room.

I came out of my room, "It's already yeah." I told Dad.

"Thank you Dad .." I said, and I drank and finished it.

"You're a good girl, according to her, jolly, smart, and good at thanking, son, I'm sure wherever you are God and everything in it will always take care of you Sarah. "

My tears are back."Thank you for praying, Dad. " I hugged my father back tightly.

My father put my hand near the bed and watched me. Dad saw me who was still scared, "Heeemh" Dad took a deep breath. "Come Sarah, come here! " Dad asked me to stand up and pulled my hand out of my room.

Dad pulled my hand up to the front of the tv room chair. "How about tonight we rest here?" Ask dad to me. I quickly nodded my head in agreement.

Dad laid me down on the long sofa, while Dad sat down while resting his body on the short sofa.

"Sarah, listen! sometimes a lot of things out of reason happen in our lives.we must be able and strong to accept it. Whatever it is, only we can handle it." I looked at Dad and listened to his words.

"In addition, God will never give trials beyond the ability of his people, believe Sarah." said Father while nodding his head.

"Pain, fear, shame, happiness, pain, anger, love, jealousy, longing, it all comes from the creator. Don't let it turn us into someone else. "

With teary eyes I kept seeing Dad, there was a sense of happiness when I heard Dad advising me. All this time we rarely spoke, Dad was busy, to call me never. It feels like only this time that I feel your true affection and concern.

Dad stopped talking and I could only say yes to my every word. " Dad, thanks for all the advice." Hearing my words, Dad smiled.

Moments later Dad and I were silent, and then I ventured to ask Dad. "Dad, did you play with me a lot when I was a kid?" ask me while smiling.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha." said Dad with a big laugh at my question. "What's on your mind Sarah?" Dad came up to me and sat on the floor holding my head again.

"Of course, we used to spend a lot of time together, playing, running, jumping, dancing, haaaah. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha." Dad laughed again.

"Yeah? That sounds so naughty, I'm sorry Dad." I said in a sorry tone.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. At that time I really enjoyed it, son, but if now you ask your father to be your horse again, of course Dad is not strong. At this time Father is old Sarah, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, Father continues his laughter. "

"We used to sing together. Remember your favorite song?" ask dad to me.

"Eeeeeemm doesn't know Dad, I don't remember. "

"Rainbow-rainbow song, son, that's your favorite song. Usually you sing it out loud while clapping." Instantly, I immediately imagined with Tania and her sister while singing the song cheerfully.

"Is that true, huh?" ask me because I want to know.

"Father will never forget every time, son, now you have grown into a grown-up child. "

"Dad, do you want to hear me sing that song back?" ask me with confidence.

He quickly replied, "Good idea, let's sing along but you close your eyes Sarah! "

"Okay dad." I said with a smile and we started singing the song with joy.

"Your beautiful rainbows are red and yellow and green in the blue sky. Your painter is great, who is it? rainbows of God's creation".

Dad and I kept repeating the song until I couldn't sing it anymore.

I faintly heard Dad say, "Sleeping well Sarah, forgive me." Then Dad gave me a warm kiss on my forehead.

Thanks Dad. I said in my heart.

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