The Blood of Cursed Beauty

Episode 5's

“ Ehh Rizky thought Opah was bobo. It only closes its eyes. There is no Pah, still waiting for the results. “ Reply Brother Rizky.

“ He, his name is also old man! Hehehe. Well you guys just continue, Opah wants to make a cake for you, it's already 11 noon, soon lunch is not it? , Hehehehe. Afika play honestly well do not be reckless, Opah know your movements that want to prank Fadli. “ Say my Opah then guess my bad intentions.

“ Opah know where, Upsss!!! “ My words blurted and instantly shut my mouth using both my hands.

“ Stone you collected there for you what would it be if not for Fadli? . “ Reply then entered her stage house.

“ Wahhh. Afika this time your naughty plan has been read by your own Opah, Hahahah look at him! That face looks tense! You were afraid of being scolded. “ Ledek Rizky's sister to me.

“ E-eengak, where is the evidence? “ Reply I evade accusations of truth.

“ It is already visible!! Hahahaha “ Saut Kak Reza who is now laughing with Kak Rizky.

“ Hehehe found out well, if Afika was afraid of being scolded by Opah, Opah was not fierce but her hospitality was loh kak, Masyah Allah is all colonial! Understandably he will be born in the year 54 so still had time to feel the colonization. “ Obviously I now admit it.

“ Asikk donggg!!!! “ Saut amazed Kak Reza with a fairly loud tone.

“ Heii!?? What are you talking about!!? I want dong too!!! “ Saut hard Kak Farhan running from the field.

“ Hah! Huh! Huh! Tired of her running. Layanganku broke up also because of the Ilham, he was a benner champion loh maennya “ Curse Kak Farhan who was taking a breath.

“ Nihh you guys drink first already prepared with my Opah earlier. “ My song while holding a tray containing 8 cold drinks for all of us.

“ Asikk can drink cold, Pas really weather again in the blistering. “ Exclaims Kak Farhan intentional for the sake of fishing the throat of his friends.

“ Do not abisin!! The rest for me!!. I ng I lost well I also dah auss nih, fearing my throat could drop if let dry cake gini.!!! “ Says Brother Fadli who now admits his defeat for a glass of cold drink.

“ Passion for you guys well!! “ Ledek Kak Fadli by lifting his cold drink into the air.

How funny this afternoon is, it was comforting to see their faces holding back their thirst but reluctant to leave the challenge that Kak Rizky made for us, some of whom have admitted defeat and some still survive in their respective positionsrespectively.

“ Ahhh already ahhh!! I also lost! it is so worn that it can't be held again. First dad?!! Good luck. Inspiration you spirit well “ Excitement hard Word now be tempted by seduction made Kak Fadli.

“ Nih for you Fir.. “ I said give her a glass of cold drink.

“ Thanks well Ka! “ He said thank me.

“ Ayokk!!! The spirit!!! You are also Hammm!!!! “ Say loudly to friends who cheer him up while encouraging.

Shortly thereafter.

“ Well god, I think I will win, uh know-tauanya even lose yah” Ketus Fadil with a disappointed tone.

“ Ilam even thought, Ilam will lose it won! Asikk eat a lot!! “ Happy Ilham jump jump.

After we finished our game on the first day, after relieving the thirst that had been tormenting our throats all have now been treated with a cold drink made by Opahku, which has been used since, and now it's time for all of us to spend all of our snack rations purposely made especially for all of his favorite grandchildren.

“ Thank you Fik!!! ..thank you Opah!! Thanks to you too Faddd!! Today is exciting, tomorrow is even more exciting!! Dadahh “ Saut Kak Reza who waved away ended our activities during the first day of the holiday.

“ Be careful well!!?? “ Sautku and also Brother Fadli.

“ Opah? we also want to go home it's time to pray Zuhurr Pah, after the mosque we came again to pick up Afika. “ Pamit Kak Fadli with Kak Rizky.

“ Iiyah-iyah, Be careful on your way home, do not be chased by dogs well “ Saut Opahku also reply to the wave.

Their bodies started to look small from where I was currently standing. God how grateful I am to have a group of people as good as all of them, if only I could blend in with my classmates like that other than Inspiration, Word and Joseph, I thought when I saw the shadow of my two friends.

“ And you little miss? Do you want to continue the lesson? “ Ask Opahku.

“ Yes!! where did Opah put it? “ Saying while looking for my two favorite things.

“ In Opah's room, go fetch it “ Opah's word to me.

Almost every day I would play with both of my favorite objects, because I was interested in the tone of those who could hypnotize all the listeners when played correctly of course.

“ Opah, Afika want to learn again well ! “ my spirit

Observing me. “ Sure to learn it today again? “

Tampa. “ Yes!, I'm sure! “ I said encourage myself.

Hearing my words confidently, Opah also sighed with all the turmoil she had. I don't know why he had to breathe like that, which is obviously my chance to be liked by many friends again.

“ Tuuuuuttt!! Teeeeeett!! Tuuuuuuu!!! “ Harmonica tone I played.

“ Repeat !!!! “ Looks like a 5-star commander.

“ Wrong tone. Repeat !!! “ The song carefully listens to the tone I play.

“ Stop!. Here, give me the Harmony and see how Opah plays it, Remember which tone Opah played, have I taught you the notes that are here?? “ His speech held the Harmonica.

My eyes were round like my determination to study Hamonika. “ Hm!! “ Angukku.

Cleverly, Opah played every note I always heard while teaching me how to mamaykan this small rectangular object. What a melodious tone he played, it feels like I am currently in a flower garden that is so spacious and also so beautiful as a tapestry.

“ Now it's your turn, remind me? “ He gave it back to me.

My hand now grabbed the object and tried to remember every note that had just been played by my Opah, so that I would not be wrong later. Justright. In the first good I was very good at playing it, so Opah smiled with such satisfaction as the burden she was carrying at this time. But everything changed when the face no longer looked happy, because something happened.

His eyes were closed strong. “Stop! How could it be wrong again? Then tomorrow we continue the harmonica again? Learn this ukulele first! “ He gave it to me again which is now 10x bigger than what I hold right now.

With a pouting face like myself. The harmonica I just played now must be forced to stop.by Opah because the way I played a tone is very chaotic. Indeed, as often as I practice, the results will remain nil given. Opah was one of the incarnations in Advent church near my old school, so she was like an art teacher in my eyes. But if you want to ask why I have Advent religious Opah? I don't know why our family has some Scaligus religion! Could it be that we are not a real family? Or among us are adopted children from other families? Or just my feelings all this time? Those are unanswered questions everywhere, because I never wanted to ask them. Heheheheh.

“ Jreng-jreng, jreng,jreng,jreng “ Quotes I enjoyed.

Long enough I plucked each note from the ukulele while singing some songs I used to listen to. Between Sherin's songs, if I were an adult. Yet shocking! Because suddenly Opah stopped my training.

“ Stop! Stopit! Stop!, “ Those eyes are getting rounder.

“ Uh, eh? Is that tone as bad as the Harmonica I played just now? “ I bowed my face because I felt guilty.

“ is so bad!! You've been studying it for months. Then...last…. Ahhkkrr!! “ His words are getting sharpened on me.

Even the gloomy face now dominates my happy mimicry. “ Then what? Opah doesn't like yah? “

“ Of course not! “ his tone is getting louder.

“ Not good? “ I tried to dare to say.

“ Not bad darling. Hahahahaha “ He answered and laughed as he spread his hand.

“ really?!! “ My surprise then hugged my beloved Opah.

“ Really good?!!! “ I'm happy.

“ Of course! Opah likes the sound of your ukulele and also your cute voice, although small but very shrill also melodious. Here hug Opah dong first, have you worked hard to learn to play music right?? Hahahahaha “ Praise Opah to me and then hug tightly like she never hugged me again.

“ Afika saaaaaayang Opah!! Thanks!, heheheheh “ My cute laugh is now blowing through the air to our eardrums.

The 2nd day of school holidays, this morning we returned to play together, but this time we play a sport that is also being played by all young people and the elderly. The name of this game is Badminton, the thing I like is this one game is very physically challenging all the players to stay alert with the opponent's punch that always traps the speed of scooping the ball. Just now Opah gave me an old racket that she deliberately kept just in case anyone would challenge her in this legend game. Our excitement was incredible, everyone kept smiling and having fun even though I always lost against them. Tonight they will stay at the house of Brother Fadli, who is happy! . We will make a tent camp in the yard of Kak Fadli's house which is wide enough for our camping event, and of course accompanied by adults who are none other than Father Fadli himself.

The night of our stay at Fadli's sister's house was so pleasant that everything changed when in August on the glorious day for Muslims that Friday. I even make a problem that is very fatal and very unfit in imitation or in the example by all students/students in any school.