WE LIVE SIDE BY SIDE (CERPENE)

Chapter XI (Father Part III)

pluck up!

I was shocked when I saw my brother Maheera throwing a large stone at the crow.

“Whispering warmly from earlier, siala bird*.” my sister cursed in annoyance, and thanks to her throw earlier, the crows also flew scattered.

At the same time, the father had managed to reach the mother's burrow cover board.

Quickly the father took out his wood one by one to the surface, and slowly, a white cloth that had stained the ground was seen.

I was getting limp, when my father reached for the body of my mother, who was giving off a fishy smell.

Maheera also highlighted the flashlight to the mother's bruised face. Then he took my mother and put her body in front of us.

I was so afraid to see it, I just kept thinking, after 30 minutes of waiting finally dad finished also hoarding the grave of mother as before.

“Come way, Khadija you in front of your father in the middle of Maheera who is behind.” we both also according to the order that you gave.

We walked together at near dawn.

After getting to the car, dad told us to go in first, we sat right behind the driver's seat, then surprisingly, dad put mom in both of us's laps.

The unpleasant smell from the mother filled the car room. Without feeling my tears flowed by myself, especially my mother's head was on my thighs.

Dad came in, started the car engine and started splitting the highway.

Arriving at home, he carried the body of the mother to his room.

I couldn't say anything, I saw my sister's face and my dad was so happy, I don't know what I'm going to do next.

Because I was tired, I didn't go into my father's room, I'd rather go to my room to sleep.

“I don't want to know anymore, I better rest, whatever father wants to do.” murmured me.

At 08:02, I woke up from my sleep, thirsty I went to the kitchen to quench my thirst.

When I got to the kitchen, I was surprised because on the floor next to the dining table there was a white bath.

In the bath, I saw my father cleaning my mother's body round and round, and I smelled a very strong lime scent, and on the floor there was also a bottle of vinegar, wrap salt and ginger skin.

“Daddy, what's the father doing there?” ask me who is confused, about what father would do now.

“Ah, Khadijah, are you awake, son? Quickly wash your face and hands cleanly, help father prepare the ingredients that we will make,” father's word with enthusiasm.

“We want to cook what yah?”

“You cook rendang, the night we hold a celebration, yes alms that, on the return of your mother,” said the father who still cleans the body of the mother with cloth gloves.

“Oke,”

I also followed the father's orders, after finishing washing my face and hands, I made condiments for rendang.

When I finished, I looked for the meat that would be cleaned.

“Where's the meat yah?” ask me who is still busy looking at the contents of our two refrigerators in turn.

“Disini.” I turned to my father.

“Your mother we will cook.” said the father casually, the small bucket in my hand was immediately released from my hand.

“What father mean?”

“Daddy, will cook mom, take it easy, it will taste good, like other meat, later we will share it with the guests, so that your mother can blend in-blood meat with the whole community again, you remind me when your mother died, pilgrims also actually have not imagined that your mother left.”

“Well, what is it not outrageous?” say me with annoyance.

“Have you not told much, give to dad the meat cutter knife, dad want to mutilate now.” said father.

I don't want to follow that father's crazy request anymore, because I don't budge, you stand alone to take it, and then I lyricize the face of the mother who is so sorry.

When I focused on my face, my mother suddenly opened her eyes. Suddenly I retreated backwards until I hit my father's body.

“What is Khadijah?” Ask dad.

“Yeah, I opened my eyes earlier, try dad see.” I said while pointing at mom.

“Ah, not possible, try father check.” Dad walked towards the bathup with a machete and cutting board in both hands.

“Mana? Must you be hallucinating, or are you sick again?” ask dad while bringing his eyeballs closer to mom's face.

“No, I really opened my eyes.” I tried to convince Dad.

“Already, already, don't tell a lot of stories, help dad here.” said the father who thinks I'm lying.

“Ya Allah omens what this is.” my inner.

I saw you take a big plastic out of the drawer, then in the floor, and then you lifted your mother's body onto the plastic.

Then I put the cutting board under my mom's wrist and.

Nah! nah! nah!

After he finished cutting off the hand, the father moved to the mother's neck, without pity the father slit the mother's throat, similar to slaughtering a chicken.

Not to mention the fear that lingered in my heart due to seeing mother open her eyes, father instead presented a spectacle that was no less extreme before my eyes, the scene is very similar in one of the psychopathic films my sister watched.

No no no no no!

Dad kept chopping up part by part of the mother's body until it became a small part. After that, my father told me to light a fire in the furnace, behind the house, so that before cooking, my mother roasted for a while, so that the meat tasted delicious.

The father also separated the bones of the mother, whose fingers, legs and head were buried in the back of the kitchen, while the other bones were made into ripe sub-bones. mixed with other cow bones.

While I burned the shell to become charcoal, my father told me to go back in, to help him clean my mother's flesh. Maheera who just woke up joined in.

Almost 3 hours we rinse the mother's meat, after which we bring to the roasting for roasting. I also did not forget to smell my hands, miraculously there was no fishy smell in the slightest, probably thanks to the vinegar and ginger orange water that my father soaked into the body of the mother this morning.

After approximately 2 hours of roasting we went into the house, bringing the mother's meat as much as 2 emper anti-breakage.

My father also taught me how to cultivate the right meat.

At 15:30 finally, the meal for study was completed. Now at our large dining table has been neatly arranged, meat rendang 1 large bucket, bone soup 1 pan, various types of vegetables that have been boiled in 3 large basins, and, and tauco sambal and fried noodles.

“Try, Khadijah you taste the meat rendang.” Tell dad by giving a piece of my pepper meat on a tablespoon.

“No ah yes, Maheera only.” said I who feel disgusted and nauseous should eat my own mother's meat.

And without being told, Maheera immediately took a piece of meat from the cauldron with a spoon.

“Where is Maheera, yummy?” ask Maheera who is still chewing.

“Enak well, the meat is soft.” said my sister while giving a thumbs up to dad.

“Tuh, if the father who cooked must be delicious, so you try a little Khadijah, I guarantee you are addicted.” said father while taking rice on 3 dishes.

Maheera, who was already hungry, immediately took out another new meat from inside the cauldron, he also doused his rice with bone soup sauce. Then he and Dad ate it well.

“What's that good?” my mind was astonished to see my father and sister adding rice and side dishes. That's quite curious.

With doubt still in my chest, I took the rice that my father had taken from the table bag, and then I swiped the bench back, so I could sit it down, he said, then I take a piece of rendang meat and then I flush it with bone soup, do not forget I add fried noodles and taucan sambal.

Nyam nyam...

When I sucked it into my mouth, I didn't think it was delicious and wonderful, I didn't know that human flesh was as delicious and tender as it was, or that it was because of my father's cooking power, which makes rotten meat so no fishy smell at all.

At 19:23, after the citizens finished reading Yasin's letter, my father and Maheera, started serving a dinner break for the attendees tonight.

After finishing dividing the food in a dish, complete with hot tea, all members of the Yasin wired, ate the food we gave.

I don't think any of them are aware that they are eating human flesh.

I saw the father sitting next to Mr. Ustad smiling with satisfaction.

3 Days after the banquet, when I was going to the city for school, Maheera suddenly entered my room.

“Kak!” Shouted Maheera.

“Why Maheera?” ask me who looks towards him.

“Daddy, sick brother,” said Maheera with a pale face in panic.

I rushed to my father's room, to check on my father's condition, when I got to my room I saw his body full of sweat, his breathing was also tight.

Then put my palm on Dad's forehead.

“Hot,” murmured me, then I told Maheera to call the doctor, to come home soon.

When Maheera was busy calling the doctor, my father suddenly grabbed my hand.

“Khadija, it feels like father is soon, last night father met your mother in a dream, he was very angry at father, I don't know what's wrong father, then wake up father has been sick like this.” says dad with tears.

“Dad, don't talk weird, dad just a fever, definitely healed.” said I cheered dad, when I noticed, it seems like from earlier dad looked up at the ceiling of dad's room, he said, I looked in the eye and there was nothing but a light bulb that was still shining brightly.

When I put my eyes back on Dad's face, he looked weird.

“Yeah, dad? wake yeah! dad!” my tears broke when I found out, my father had returned to Rahmatullah, Maheera who just called back to cry when she saw me cry.

Now only the two of us live in this world, after the father was buried, one by one the citizens left the tomb of the father.

“Maheera,” my word.

“What's a sister?” sahut Maheera's.

“Later tonight we dig father's grave,” My word to Maheera.

DONE IT.

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