
...SORRY, STARTING FROM THIS CHAPTER THE AUTHOR WILL USE THE POV AUTHOR INSTEAD OF POV DARTO AGAIN, SO THAT IT CAN BE MORE CLEARLY DETAILED....
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"Assalamu'alaikum" said Darto as he opened the door and then darted into Kakung's house.
"Wa'alaikimsalam" replied Kakung who was sitting in the middle room with a prayer beads that he never missed carrying.
"Knees.. Let's eat" said Darto lifting a bag of black plastic he brought, intended to show his brother.
"What are you Dar?"
"Darto bought two packs of fried rice in front of the mosque just now Kung, after the magrib prayer" Darto grabbed 2 packs of fried rice wrapped in banana leaves in his plastic bag.
Then they did the Iftar together at a round table of wood, in the dining room inside the Kakung residence. To encourage the Kakung darto also participated in fasting, and did not feel it had been a month running, since Darto came to this pesantren.
"Kung, is the red pocong still waiting for Darto ya Kung, even though it has been a month" asked Darto with rice that is still full in his mouth.
Not answering in a voice, Kakung just shook his turban-clad head.
"Really Kung?"
"Yes Dar, we'll talk about eating first after eating"
Hearing the words of their kakung continued to devour the remaining fried rice that stayed slightly above his table. After the fried rice toilet on the table they went crazy, again they talked about Lastri who still continues to surround the pesantren with the form of red pocong.
"Sirties have said it, right, Dar? if as long as you are here you are safe" he said while lighting a big cigar cigarette in his mouth.
"But why Harti still often see yes Kung, while Darto never met at all" again Darto asked with a puff of smoke that had lodged in his mouth.
"You don't need to think long Dar, anyway if he came here later also kicked santri-santri Kakung, and obviously he came here maybe the same grudge Kakung, Kakung, the fence in your village Dar"
"Oh yes, too, Kung... Kung, can Darto ask Kung again? how did Satya die?"
darto's gaze slammed instantly, his gaze turning towards the ground beneath his feet.
"He was seduced Dar, maybe he saw the closest people suffering, when originally there was nothing that happened to them.The name is Jin, they can only want-nakutin Dar, but different if the Devil, the devil, they're very clever to instigate Dar. The more incited the person is, the easier it will be to take over" Kakung explained, then again sucking the cigar in his hand.
"How is Anto ya Kung, Darto is worried"
"There's Tumin over there Dar, you've calmed down, you have a lot to learn here during the year"
After their cigarettes ran out, the two of them rushed together to the main mosque in the pesantren. After they finished their prayers, they walked home. But this time the atmosphere was noisy in front of the mosque, seen Darto's body was refuted by his Grandfather, the way staggering, it seemed like Darto was not healthy after praying isya.
"Darto's head is sick!" said Darto with nosebleed while still on papah by Kakung.
"Prophe Dar we're almost there!" said Kakung who looks panicked to see his grandson so.
Arriving in the room, suddenly Darto cried, his crying never subsided, because something suddenly flocked into his head.
"Kung, Darto remembered everything, Darto also remembered why you died, and Darto also remembered the face of Mother, also a creature waiting on the day of my birth," said Darto who was curled up on a couch in his room.
Hearing these words, Kakung rushed to Darto, and hugged the curled body.
"Yes Dar, you're the Patient Dar, now you know? how much love they have, and how savage those creatures are!"
"If only Darto had not been born Kung,"
"You must not say so Dar, every birth, death, it is the decree of the Gusti of God!"
"Kung Njih.. But you may still be alive, if not help Darto first when Ireng buto wanted to harm Darto," he said.
"Already Dar, your father would have preferred to see his son healthy from there, rather than having to lose his precious child in front of his own face," the big brother continued to stroke Darto's shoulder, and his brother continued to stroke his shoulder, to calm his grandson who is regaining his memories.
It is explained that when Darto was 4 years old, buto ireng came to his father's house to take revenge because his followers were killed by Sewah Turahmin and also his Father Darto. But unfortunately, Darto who did not know anything even became the target of anger of the creature, and as a result his father sacrificed his body, in order to repel the attack of the creature, for the survival of his son.
"Eh but Dar? do you remember your mother?, didn't she die when you were born?" Kakung scrunched up his wrinkled forehead.
"Darto saw kung, the pale face of the mother who was full of sweat after giving birth to Darto. Darto still remembered that his face was very similar to the woman sitting next to Kakung in the painting," Darto pointed to a large painting containing a picture of Kakung and his wife sitting next to each other after the wedding.
"That's your late Grandma Dar, she does look a lot like your mother, even twins when you're the same age. Kakung remembered, Tumin had told me, if you were born breech, plus your eyes immediately literate so out of your mother's womb, even the baby shaman panicked, and even the baby shaman panicked, because you are confused how to clean your eyes that bathe blood when you are born. But, Dar, can you remember everything?"
"Njih Kung, Darto also remembered, Who harmed Mother, in the past Sewah Turahmin often told the same story Mr. Pas Darto small and did not know anything, he said even when Darto was still in the womb, he said, a lot of people want to harm Darto, therefore Mother Darto became weak, her body sluggish during pregnancy, and ran out of energy when giving birth to Darto, added Darto was born breech, it must have been more torturous for Mother. Actually What they were after from Darto" isak Darto broke again, forgetting the regrets that had been piled up even forgotten for a long time in his heart.
Throughout the night Kakung kept Darto who continued to cry, until he fell asleep with his bruised eyes.
"You'll know everything later Dar, everything will be clear when the time has come, forgive Kakung ya Dar, Can't always be there when you need it first," said Simbah Kakung while rubbing the forehead of his slumbering grandson, then rushed away, leaving Darto alone in the room.
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Can you guys shadow? if there is a breech born baby, fitting out his head. ehh his eyes are already literate when newborn.π serem yes if in shadowin π π π