
Ar's behavior is like a child losing his toy with both hands busy sorting Ale's belongings. Suddenly a medium-sized box was lifted high while exclaiming with excitement made his three brothers look at each other in astonishment.
"Ans, you just sleep! Don't mind Ar, we know that the boy must be playing games again." pinta Al wisely because he remembers Ans is not fit, while Ale rushed to Ar.
The girl snatched the box from her brother's hand. "Because of this, you messed up my bag. Engined! It's good to run away."
Ale is the only girl but make no mistake. Among the four brothers, it is precisely the martial arts champion yes he. The jutek who can be said not to be bullied. Especially disturbed, can get a raw bogem chest fist. The pain is definitely not playing, although the hands used are always treated and even feel soft.
Likes, dislikes. Ar can only mengedumel while putting Ale's belongings into the backpack back. Occasionally get reprimand his sister because of the wrong position to put the goods. The scene that occurred in the main room made Al and Ans only able to refrain from interfering.
Both children understand that Ar's actions are not good. Respecting each other is an obligation without coercion. They are educated to be able to respect their fellow humans, even parents do not hesitate to give appropriate sanctions in order to become a better person.
But every human being born into the world has its own nature, attitude and character. So there are words to learn to understand each other. Especially as a brother. Same with trouble maker A. Whatever happens does not change the reality, where they love each other.
Ten minutes later, the box was returned to the owner in exchange for Ale's beloved black leather backpack. "andrea, Ar. Why put a box in my bag? Doesn't the box have a Mama or Papa? If so, watch until you bring my name."
"Beautiful, but jutek. Ale, you know, can't you be a little cool to be a girl? This is the box I accidentally put in your bag. Let's just sit there, come on!" Ar immediately pulled her sister's hand to make the girl flinch, "Al, Ans, you're coming too!"
Stubborn is Ar's most domineering trait and his three brothers never considered it to be coercion. Each other is always trying to understand the shortcomings and also the advantages of each. They have a solid team.
Ans, Ar, Al and Ale sat in a circle on a dark brown fur carpet. The box that became the center of attention was finally opened by Ar. The Jabrik introduced a game that looked familiar but familiar to its name.
"Pas Papa says we will be on holiday in Indonesia. My classmates told me there were a lot of challenges we could try and this is one of them. Ouija Board. You must know what it's worth. Aye, right?" Ar makes sure the game board in the middle is right position.
Al shook his head, intending to get out of his seat. It's just that Ans is still holding his arm, "Guys, come on! The Ouija board is not very good to play. Remember, we're here as temporary guests. Please ...,"
"Ck, Al said that you were afraid. We can play by ourselves. Don't squash the others, yeah!" Sela Ar doesn't want to lose her chance.
The situation started to tighten, making Ans cleared his throat. "Don't start fighting! We will come again. Gini aja, we play only once but after that sleep. Deal?"
Ans's hand was immediately greeted by Ale, then Ar. While Al seemed so lazy to put his hand on Ar's palm, they sat in the right position after agreeing to play the ouija board as a form of support from fellow brothers.
The Ouija board is a children's board game that began and became known in the 19th century. At that time, Ouija was known as a talking board. In the land of Uncle Sam, this game became popular. Especially in the United States at that time the level of trust in mystical things was still high.
Ouija is claimed to be a board that can communicate with the closest people who have died. No doubt, this board is also known as a spirit board. In this game, the players are asked to put the fingers on a small piece of wood called a planchette.
Between believe and not, the ouija board game was eventually played by the four brothers. The fingers that intersect with each other are placed on the planchette board. The warm atmosphere of the room began to feel quiet and engap. Blowing breeze very slowly until rippling down the strands of hair.
The feathers bristled but nothing happened. All was well for the first two minutes the game started and it made Al sigh in relief. "Already, yeah. Lookie! Twelve o'clock in less than ten minutes. We should rest ...,"
"Eh, look! My fingers moved by themselves." said Ans a little frightened and surprised by what he was going through.
Just contact all the focused eyes staring at the ouija board. Sure enough, Al fingers do move to form a letter. Ar who was enthusiastic with the spirit of saying the first letter even the one child was still gnawing. Does he still not believe?
"D." said Ar mention the first letter, suddenly his fingers moved. It was just that the cold sensation around his body instantly awakened my hair.
I don't know why someone hugged him from behind. A glance of the eye tries to scan the surrounding area, but nil. Then the warm stream that felt touching his back came from where? Ale's touch of hand immediately surprised him to stagger to the side made Ans swiftly hold the brother's shoulder.
"What's up, Ar? Are you okay?" tanya Ans was a little anxious to see the reaction of Ar who looked confused. He knew what Ar felt because he had experienced it first. "We're playing this game ...,"
"Don't! I'm not papa. Did you see the letters my fingers formed?" Ar prevents the game from being stopped. The heart wants what Ans says, but the mind is still curious about what it has just consciously experienced.