Whisperings Ghaib

Spending Time Together

Arriving at the famous boutique in the city center, I immediately chose all the clothes I liked. Of course, the clothes I want are not far from jeans, jackets and shirts.

Because that's what I like, I don't really like wearing feminine clothes. I think I will be difficult to move if I wear clothes such as long dresses or mini dresses.

I watched my father and mother, they seemed to shake their heads when they saw me so excited.

Honestly, it's not buying her clothes that make me happy, but my togetherness with my parents that makes me so happy.

"Honey, this is a lot of clothes. Not if later we go to the Mall, Dad's car can be full of the same stuff you just," complained Dad.

Hearing what father said, I immediately pursed my lips. I don't like it when Dad says that.

"Yes, I want to ask the owner of the store to deliver the goods I bought to the house only. Don't take me in my car, Dad" I said.

Hearing what I said, father and mother just shook their heads. I feel like bodo time, because this is my chance to spend dad's money.

Mumpung father and mother invite me to take a walk, this is the time I drain the contents of my wallet. Once in a while dong ngabisin dad's money, what's wrong is it.

"Yes, whatever you say. Buy everything you want, I agree," Dad said in the end.

I immediately cheered and even immediately jumped up and hugged my mother tightly, really today will really be the most fun time for me.

After I finished shopping, I immediately asked my father to go to the shopping center in the city center.

I want to buy branded bags and also shoes and sandals that I have long wanted, mampang-mumpung yes, right.

Today I really went through with joy, after being content to walk around the shopping center and find all the things I wanted, I felt very tired.

I asked my father to go straight to the Japanese Resto, because besides being tired I also felt very hungry.

"Laper, Dad. We're going to the Japanese Resto, Dad, Bun," I asked.

Dad looks to glance towards the clock that is coiled around his wrist, then he says.

"We should pray dzuhur first, because it's twelve o'clock past."

My mother and I nodded in agreement with what my father said, because after performing the dzuhur prayer we will feel more calm again. I will also be more free to go again, because the stomach is filled.

After stopping at a mosque to pray dzuhur together with my father and mother, we finally went to the Japanese Resto which I really wanted.

Impatiently I immediately ordered all the menus that were there, because indeed I had not come to the Resto for a very long time.

Not to forget I also ordered some food to be wrapped so that it can be enjoyed at home with my aunt.

Mother and father to shake their heads, maybe because they do not believe what I am doing right now.

But I don't care because I feel like today is my day of happiness, my day of freedom and the day that really makes me happy.

"Slowly eat, honey. Later you choke," said Mother.

"Hem" I replied with a mouth full of food.

"DORRO!"

Suddenly I felt that someone calling me felt very strong but soft. I immediately circulated my gaze, it was not far from the table where we ate, I saw the pocong that I had seen several times.

He was seen standing next to the middle-aged man who looked very handsome at his age who was indeed not young anymore, I felt very shocked by what I saw.

I coughed as I choked on the food I was chewing myself, the pain, heat and pain ran straight down my throat.

Seeing me in so much pain and also shortness of breath, my mother quickly took water and thrust it at me.

I quickly drank it straight to the toilet, but still after drinking the water my throat was still hot and sore. Maybe because of the spicy taste of the food.

"Hey! So if you eat it slowly, do not rush like that. No one asked either" Mother said.

"Not that, Mother, Father, but that," I said, pointing at the middle-aged man.

Mother and father immediately turned their faces in the direction I pointed, while I turned my eyes because I had a chance to meet with the pocong that looked so terrible.

Could it be that the pocong was the man who was struck by those few strapping-bodied people? Could it be that the pocong was the man that was burned inside the warehouse, I asked in my heart.

I really don't know, but to be honest I'm really scared. Especially when he saw the pocong's face, he was terrifying.

"Eh? Isn't that Mr Sanjaya? Our business partners," said Mommy.

"Yes, Bun. Why is he alone, huh? Did it grow in working hours like this he even stuck here? Isn't he very disciplined?" ask kehrenan.

Dad just looks astonished along with mom, then what about me who does not know anything to try.

After noticing the middle-aged man, father and mother were seen turning their faces towards me. Then they immediately asked.

"What do you mean, honey? How do you point at Mr Sanjaya? Do you know him?" ask Dad.

"I don't know, Dad. I didn't know him, I pointed there not at the middle-aged man, but the creature beside him" I said.

blBunda and father were seen frowning, they seemed to be wondering what I was saying.

"What do you mean, baby? Mother does not understand," said Mother.

"Yes, I don't understand either" Dad said.

So gini. Well. The pocong that I saw yesterday in the house that followed the father, was now beside the middle-aged man. Serem very well, pocongnya ngeliatin I continue," I said while looking down.

I did it because I really did not dare to look at the middle-aged man, because there was a pocong that really looked very creepy. I don't think I have the courage to face the pocong directly.

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