TUMBAL SEVENTH

There's Sajen In Sawah

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I was standing at Tania's doorstep. I was confused by all of this. Who exactly put sajen under my sister's bed. While in this house every ba’da isya no one else but me, Tania and Dad.

Did you, the father who put up the sajen? Ah, it feels impossible.

“Rania, son, what's there? You haven't slept? It's been tonight.” My father's words broke my daydream.

“Eh, Well, eum, not yet Well. I was ...” I stopped my words. Because it's useless to explain to dad about sajen earlier. I wouldn't believe it without real evidence.

“Why?” dad asked, he was enthusiastically waiting for me to tell him a story.

“That's okay, Dad,” I replied as I shook my head.

“Yakin?” press Dad, and I nodded.

“Iya Well, just a nightmare only,” obviously me later.

“Me if you want to sleep do not forget berTO’a, yes!”

“Iya, Yah.” Then I put my lips together. After gently rubbing my head, Dad went down to the ground floor to get a drink. Thirsty said.

I was still flinching in front of Tania's bedroom door. Then open the door again, and bend your head inside. Make sure it's safe in there.

After I made sure it was safe, I went back to my own room. I stayed awake long enough to finally fall asleep.

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While enjoying breakfast at the dinner table, I told my father about sajen last night. But like the night before, I couldn't believe it.

“No sajen, Son. Last night after drinking, I went to Tania's room and there was nothing.”

“Sajen it was installed before Dad came out of the room. When Dad went out drinking it was gone, Dad.” I tried to explain and convince, but again my father thought I was a hallucination after a nightmare.

I glanced at Mbok Tini who was busy in the kitchen located next to our dining room. He was cleaning the furniture after being used for cooking earlier. His behavior was suddenly strange when I talked about sajen. Maybe Mbok Tini knows something. I'll try asking him later.

After breakfast, I approached Mbok Tini. Ask about sajen.

“I don't know!” he answered tightly without turning his head towards me as well without expression. While his hands were busy.

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Today, sunday. I didn't go to school, nor did I go to Tania. We're off, but not with dad. Dad stays to the review factory already where the construction process is.

I decided to take a walk around the village with Tania. After getting permission from my father.

“Kak, we're going there, yuk!” invite Tania, while pointing to one of the huts located in the middle of a cassava garden that stretches wide, hectares. I nodded, Tania immediately ran ahead of me. He looked impatient to get to the hut soon.

When I got to Tania's hut screaming, I who was left a few meters behind panicked and accelerated my pace.

“What's up, Dik?” I asked Tania, but there was no answer. Silent.

Running towards the hut, I found Tania riveted, terrified.

“Hey, what's up?” I held both sides of his shoulder. Then I turned to follow the direction Tania pointed at.

Oh my God, sajen again. Why is there sajen everywhere? What happened to this village?

I embrace Tania's tiny body to channel calmness. After Tania calmed down a bit, I invited her to go away from the hut.

However, when Tania and I turned around I found someone standing in front of us. Tania and I screamed hysterically.

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Ma’af short first well. The author is still clinging.

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