SUKMA: The Deal With the Devil

Doll Maurin

Giska narrowed her eyes, looking towards the classroom door. Not a single girl in white and dirty clothes came in from there. Again, he thought that Sukma was just bragging.

"Ah, you mostly fantasize. There was no one, really, there" said Giska turning to Sukma.

"But I saw him! He's here again!" sukma firmly convinced. "Giska, you get out there! Let him sit in your chair."

"Well, how come you're upset with me, anyway?" sulk Giska was upset.

"Yes, you step aside first. Let him pass for a while, I'll have him sit in the corner of our bench."

"But no one, Sukma! No one wants to come here!"

After a long argument, Sukma encouraged Giska, then invited the new friend he meant to sit at the table. Giska scratched her head while grimacing. Sukma's strange attitude today really made him clueless.

Sukma looked at Giska. Her smile seemed as lively as it was, like impatiently introducing someone she knew. Sukma told Giska to sit back in his chair, then glanced at his new friend.

"Yes, what's your name? I forgot your name again," asked Sukma to the figure of the long-haired little girl in shabby clothes sitting on her desk.

The figure of the little girl who could only be seen by Sukma, slowly pushed her long hair from the face. Seemed a pale face with my eyes staring at Sukma. His lips smiled knotfully, as his cordial greeting to Sukma today.

"I'm Maurin. My name is Maurin."

"Oh." Sukma.

"Sukmas! Who are you talking to?" giska asked curiously, watching her friend talk to herself while looking up at the edge of the table.

Sukma turned his head and said, "Geez! I forgot to get to know him. Introduce, this is my new friend. Come on, you guys shaman first!"

Giska was confused by the behavior of his compatriot. He was just wandering around looking for someone who was meant by Sukma. However, in order to make Sukma happy, Giska extended her hand to the corner of the table. Unexpectedly, the short-haired little girl felt a chill burst out from her palm, like someone was experiencing it. Instantly Giska shuddered, then dropped her hand on the table.

"Hi, Giska! We haven't seen each other in a long time" said Maurin, smiling broadly.

"Oh, so you guys are familiar? Good, dong, then!" decak Sukma.

Hearing Sukma's words, Giska was aghast. "A-what's Sukma? Am I the same as he knows? Who is he?"

"He's Maurin. He said, you guys haven't seen each other in a long time" explained Sukma.

Giska gulped, staring at the corner of the table near Sukma. Shadowed by her the pale face of a little girl with long wavy hair and her shabby white clothes, was sitting there. He remembered that name. He also remembered the baby doll he was holding. His body shuddered in horror as all the bad things that had happened to his family a few years ago, flashed through his mind.

Sukma, who was aware of Giska's anxiety, began to ask, "Giska, what's wrong with you?"

Giska could not explain anything to Sukma. She rushed out of class and screamed in fear. Everyone in the kindergarten was astonished by Giska's behavior. Giska's mother was worried to find her daughter screaming hysterically and quickly hugging her.

Meanwhile, Sukma was stunned to see Giska's behavior. He glanced again at Maurin while frowning.

"Say you've met, but why did Giska leave?"

Maurin raised his shoulders. "I don't know. He used to play with me, even I often nginep in his house. But, I don't know why Giska is so. I'm just playing with her and Susan."

"Who's Susan?"

"Oh, so. But now you're not lonely anymore, are you?"

Maurin's face turned mellow. "I'm still lonely. You want to play with me, right?"

"Of course I want to, but then I'll go home from school."

"Then I'll take Susan, yeah. Later after school, we play together," said Maurin handed the doll from his hand.

With pleasure, Sukma received the baby girl doll. He saw the goal of the doll named Susan, then smiled as if receiving a new gift. "Alright, I'll take good care of this doll."

"Then I go first. Later after school, I'll play at your house."

"Do you know my house?"

Maurin nodded quickly, then went out of class. After the little girl left, Giska entered the class with her mother. Giska's eyes were fixed on the corner of the table near Sukma. Maurin's shadow flashed back in his view. He hugged his mother's body tightly, with a trembling body.

"Why are you, Giska?" ask Giska's mother.

"I-it ... Maurin is there. On Sukma's desk."

"There's nobody there, Giska. There is only Sukma. Come on, I'll accompany you to sit there, yes" gently persuade her mother Giska.

Giska nodded slowly, walking with her mother sitting beside Sukma. When Giska had calmed down enough, her mother dropped out of class. Giska glanced at Sukma, who had been staring at Maurin's baby doll under the table.

"Sukma, what are you holding?"

Sukma turned his head, then showed the old baby girl doll. "This is the doll Maurin left me with. Lookie! Funny, right? Her name is Susan."

Suddenly, Giska's eyes widened when he heard the name 'Susan' coming out of Sukma's mouth. The little girl snatched the worn doll from her friend's hand, then threw it in front of the class. Her lips trembled, her breath gasping after throwing the doll named Susan away.

"Giska, why was the doll thrown?" tanya Sukma glared at Giska.

"Never play with that doll!"

"Why? If you don't like the doll, don't throw it!" sukma snorting. "Surge! I'm gonna go get the doll."

Giska, who could not explain the cause, could only shudder without saying a word. When Sukma brought Susan back, Giska caught a glimpse of the doll grinning at him. Giska closed her eyes tightly while inching, allowing Sukma to sit next to her.

Not felt, the clock bell began to sound. Looks like Ms. Leli came to class, brought a textbook. Before the lesson begins, children are encouraged to pray. As usual, Sukma just followed the komats without knowing what he said. Meanwhile, Giska was still closing her eyes and trembling.

Seeing the strange behavior of one of his students, Bu Leli walked to the bench where Giska and Sukma were sitting. He patted Giska on the shoulder, until the girl was aghast.

"Young ...! Forgive me! Forgive me! Don't make me sick again, Susan!" yelled Giska hysterically.

"Giska, it's Mom. Open your eyes!"

Slowly, Giska opened her eyes. So afraid, he immediately hugged the body of Ms. Leli and said, "Mother, I don't want to sit with Sukma. I'm moving in, Mom."