WHITE DEVIL

67 Ghosts of the Past III

Arif the arrival of his past ghost.

The heart that was once happy and happy turned cloudy. Still in the sculpting position, Arif had just realized that his hair had not been blackened.

Severe, his entire identity was instantly revealed.

As the two female figures approached, Arif could listen to their nightmare footsteps. Heart beat faster, breathing starts to become irregular.

In a stifling gaze Arif witnessed a shocking event.

Both bow their heads, lowering their bodies under the rays of the morning sun. There is regret and sadness there.

Arif who could not digest the situation instantly lost his balance and fell.

“You okay?” So was the anxiety of Brother Haz uttered in front of him.

Arif's eyes were still looking at the two women in front of him with the gaze of the dead.

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Brother Haz brought Aunt Nilam and Sister Melati into the living room. They sat face to face in an awkward and tense feeling. Silent for some time, only the sound of wind entering the air vents or insects that are active in the outside yard.

A lizard crept up on the ceiling, its eyes staring at the five people in its carry. He seemed interested in watching the next incident.

“Sorry for our sudden arrival.” Aunt Nilam. His voice sounded heavy and full of regret. He said those words with a downcast face.

“Our arrival here is to meet Arif_” Reveal Kak Melati, look her eyes facing the other direction, as if she does not want to look at Arif.

Arif touched his forehead with three fingers right, his head suddenly felt heavy and sick. This condition was very burdensome for him. What does Aunt Nilam and Sister Melati want? As soon as his heart cried out.

“And we want to apologize profusely.” Kak Melati continued her sentence. Arif slightly raised his face, staring back at the two women before him. Looks like teary eyes held back there.

“Aibi Nilam.” Seru Kak Melati while staring at Aunt Nilam.

Aunt Nilam then wiped the tears that had flowed in the corner of her eyes. Bowing his head before him Arif then cried out in a very soft voice, a longed voice, the voice of a mother's love.

“Im sorry Aunt Arif. Aunt has been very cruel to you. Aunty committed a great sin, Aunty can't keep a promise to your mother. Since that incident, my aunt has never been able to calm down. The days are running restlessly. Aunt husband is like that too. So in order to penetrate that sin, we traveled to seek you out. But_” Sentence truncated sobs.

Tears began to fall, soaking the floor.

Aunt Nilam was as strong as possible to endure her sadness, her right palm touching her mouth and nose, holding her increasingly sobbing.

“Bibi's husband died when we just got word about Arif. Bibi's husband delivered many things before he died, even writing a letter to Arif.” Aunt Nilam hastily reached into the leather bag she was carrying and then took out an old sheet of paper that was folded.

Arif accepted it with a slight tremble. Open the fold and start reading slowly.

Aunt Nilam just bowed, her heart was very hopeful Arif would forgive herself and her husband for the sins of the past.

“I know it is inappropriate to write this letter to you Arif. You can throw it away or burn it, but I'll be happy if you read my letter.” Arif seemed to be able to hear the voice of Wanna, Aunt Nilam's husband through the letter.

His name was called very softly in the letter. Arif continued on the next line by holding his breath.

“Sorry for my past crimes, I was so stupid for not listening to your father and his entourage. You may not forgive me, but at least forgive Nilam. He was not wrong, I was the one who made him throw all the bad words at that time. I do deserve a curse from you.” Arif endured his inner turmoil.

An agitated and sad feeling stirred in the chest.

“Then I want to thank you. Your presence made me realize that hatred will not solve anything, it is hate that actually brought disaster to me. And lastly, I have a request. If Arif reads this letter after I'm gone, I hope Arif will say my name and pray for me. Thank you for teaching me the true meaning and purpose of God making a difference.”

The words in the letter stopped there. Finished with the falling tears.

Arif again did not understand the feeling that flowed in his heart. The two people he hated the most went with deep sadness, even partly hoping to meet them back.

Wh why?

Anything with this feeling?

Arif can not understand it, he only understands that these two events are very sad.

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Finished the emotional conversation, Kak Melati asked permission to go home. His current position as the village chief urged him to always be on alert for all matters in his village.

Kak Melati's smile reminded Arif of his father's last smile. ”Please convey my apology to him.” The sentence was twisted back in Arif's head.

While Kak Melati was away, Aunt Nilam was still in her place with a weak look in her eyes.

Before the arrival of Kak Melati, Aunt Nilam and her mother who always filled her days. Arif would not hesitate to call her a second mother. Arif approached him with respectful steps.

Aunt Nilam stared at the white-haired man in front of her. Nilam's aunt always thought Arif was her own son.

Arif gave a big smile that made Aunt Nilam immediately hug her tightly. “Thanks-thanks Arif.” Speak shady.

“It's okay Aunt. Arif has forgiven him.” Highlight the two met, Aunt Nilam then wiped the tears and conveyed the real reason for coming here.

Aunt Nilam retreated a little far, sitting on her knees facing the three occupants of the house. He lowered his head slightly, the form of his sincere plea. Aunt Nilam also said a few words that made the occupants of the house surprised.

Aunt Nilam wanted to stay in this residence from now onward. He feels he still has a responsibility to guide Arif as he promised Hanah, Arif's mother.

The three looked at each other, then whispered to each other for a moment.

Sister Haz as the owner of the house approached Aunt Nilam. “But how about the hostess?” Ask Brother Haz.

“I've already handed it to my son. She is married and I have explained everything.” Reply Aunt Nilam lirih.

Sister Haz retreated, she could not understand why a mother would choose her best friend's son over her own. Sister Haz intended to ask her, but stopped for fear of making Aunt Nilam uncomfortable.

“As long as the son of the mistress and Arif no problem I will agree. Anyway, I am happy if the residents of this house increase. My daughter also has someone who can lead her to be a good wife” replied Sister Haz. He told Aunt Nilam, then looked at the daughter-in-law and daughter in turn.

“I don't matter.” Answer Arif. “I will be happy if my happy time and Aunt can repeat itself.” Arif fulfilled his sentence.

Aunt Nilam could not hide her gratitude. Such a beautiful answer in the ear, made him say many thanks to Sister Haz and Arif.

The heart that sank in the mud again showed its luster.

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“Wah-wah ternyat land of my birth has changed a lot.” Said the big tall man with a thin beard. On his shoulders, his three sons exclaimed in excitement.

“Hey it's dangerous.” Reply to a young woman beside him. She has blonde hair

the long. The face and the language indicate that he is an outsider. Both hands held the hands of her two daughters.

“Take it easy, baby. Our children are always happy to be on high. Look at them so happy.” The man said to his wife.

The blonde woman sighed, giving up. She knew arguing with her husband was a shitty thing.

He promised to ensure the safety of his children.

Yet...

I don't know what his youngest son thought. He jumped off his father's shoulder. The blonde woman and her husband were shocked.

Quickly the father moved, his left hand stretched out to catch his little son at a critical moment. His head almost hit the ground. “Great dad.” Call the little one while clapping his hands. He seemed very happy after putting his life at risk.

While his brothers could breathe a sigh of relief after a few seconds their hearts seemed to remember jumping.

The father breathed a sigh of relief as well, but when he turned around there was the face of his wife who was furious. “Eh...” That's the sound that came out of his mouth.

“I told you no, be careful! Don't be reckless! Especially when it comes to our son. If only that_” Angry sentence his wife stopped there, he could not bear to continue.

Then she started banging her husband like a child who whines for toys to her parents.

The husband could only hear his wife's angry tirade while nodding. If it's been like this two hours can run out to listen to his wife's chatter.

“Oh Arif!” Exclaim the father. His wife was silent when she heard the name of her husband's old friend called. He looked the same way.

Arif who was walking with Sheiny approached the two.

“Pala!” Surprised Arif saw his old friend visiting his hometown.