The House of the Angker
Baby Bajang 2
"Please what? I don't know" he said, starting to get emotional.
"Maybe you can start with brother trying to open up with us for example?" I try not to provoke his emotions.
"What do you want anyway" he asked in a high tone, if there is nothing you want to talk about again I hope you leave my house.
'Hmmm' I'm taking a rough breath.
We were forced to give in and withdraw, when shaking hands with him I saw a bit of his past accompanied by some names 'FRANS and ADINDA'.
"France and Adinda" I whispered to him, and he was quite surprised by the two names I called him.
"Wait" he suddenly exclaimed as we lined up wearing our footwear.
"Come in first" he said again.
We went back into his house and sat back in the living room.
"Where are we helping?" asked Sandra who looked upset.
"I'm sorry for my attitude, but honestly there are some lecturers who are pretentious to try to approach me and it turns out they are trying to take advantage of the situation I have been experiencing in recent years" obviously he was with us all.
"What we can do for you" said Ratna surprised us all, because Ratna had been silent as a loyal listener.
"Saipul, where can you say the two names correctly and correctly?" ask Ulfa to me.
"So like this, when I was shaking hands with my mother earlier I got the 'Image' of a pretty handsome guy who doesn't seem to be Indonesian or maybe cross-eyed, maybe, and a little boy and somewhere in Bandung, it happened about 5 or 6 years ago" I said, while others were just listeners.
"Where is Frans now?" ask him to me.
"After you separated he had time to return to his parents' home country in Singapore, because your relationship is blessed by both parents who you yourself think most outsiders are open-minded, because your relationship is blessed by your parents, but you are wrong" I explained to her, which made Ulfa grieve and shed her tears, while Ratna and Vinda immediately approached her to calm her down.
"Mas has not been kept up" Ratna told me.
"Mbok.mbok.." call Sandra to Ulfa's maid..
"Yes neng" replied the mbok who was shocked from behind.
"Please take water for Ulfa's sister ya mbok" said Ratna.
"Yes neng" replied the mbok while walking to the back.
While waiting for the mbok came we continued our conversation that had been interrupted earlier.
"Wir, continue how the brother's karo" asked Reno while whispering because he did not want to offend Ulfa who was sad.
'ssstt' "Engko wae" I said in a whisper.
"I'm sorry mommy son" said Ulfa to surprise us all.
"Sorry brother, maybe we better pray for the two of them to be calm there, than brother is increasingly burdened with mistakes that you have done in the past" I said to calm him.
"God willing, brother, we will help you as much as we can" replied Dina.
"Now what if we pray Isya' congregate first even though it's too late" Ratna asked us all, looks like a smile Ulfa ma'am began to expand.
As we took turns to take ablution suddenly came the sound of babies crying very loudly and echoing.
"Woi sopo?" ask Beni loudly.
"Ben" I said patting Beni's shoulder while shaking.
"It was the baby's voice" Ratna said as she stood beside me.
"Be calm" I said, reminding everyone.
"Let's pray first, Jang imam" I said to Ujang.
"Oke Wir" replied Ujang briefly.
After prayer we also pray do'a for the peace of Ulfa's husband and his son.
"Aamiin Ya Robbal Alamiin" I said shut down the do'a.
Suddenly the figure of a small child running around us, looking at us one by one, and pointing with his little fingers towards Ulfa's sister, Ulfa, he looked at me only I answered with a nod.
"I'm sorry mommy son, you should not obey your grandfather's ambition at that time" Ulfa said to the figure of the little boy dressed in shabby clothes.
"Mama.ma.ma.ma.." said the figure in a slashing voice..
"All read the verse of the chair with the yaqin" said Ratna who answered a nod by all.
"I'm sorry mama nak" Ulfa said again as she hugged the child about five minutes later.
There was a bright white light in front of us all.
"Adek sorry please continue the journey adek" I said to the figure.
"Thank you big brother" he told us all with his sweet smile towards the white light that was before us all.
At 10pm we said goodbye to him and asked him to rest in peace and comfort.
"Wir, kowe sing drive yo?" pinta Ujang while throwing the car keys at me.
"Hmm" dehemku as a short answer to Ujang's question.
Immediately I run the car at medium speed, do not forget I turn the car towards our food stalls subscription all to wrap some food for home.
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