FONDLING
PAREWANG 8

*flashback

"Urip kuwi sawang sinawang Sri, yen pegih yo kudu dewe business, gak iso ngandelno wong liyo. Mergo dunyo iku kejem, sedulur ae iso dadi nek perkoro duit. (Life is dear sinawang Sri, if you want to be rich you have to work alone, can not rely on others because the world is cruel, brothers can be enemies If money problems )."

Gondo seemed to be advising Sri who was having financial problems to. Indeed, of the three children only Sri who has a mediocre economy. Of course it is because Sri who does not want to continue college after he failed to enter Polwan. Sri prefers to marry her lover Aziz who at that time did not have a permanent job.

Only Sri always asks for help from her father if he is experiencing financial difficulties. Gondo who saw his daughter's future a little gloomy offered Sri to run his food stall business.

But Sri had refused when she knew she had to perform a strange ritual that she thought deviated from religious teachings.

Sri's refusal made Gondo disappointed until he finally fell ill.

Gondo began to get sick at the age of 95 years.

When Gondo got sick, his restaurant business went bankrupt. His wealth began to run out for the cost of treatment of his disease.

Gondo lay sick for a long time, and only Sri would care for him. Seeing Sri's sincerity in caring for him Gondo bequeathed his sacred dimple to his youngest daughter before dying.

Although Sri received the dimple but she did not want to perform the ritual said by Gondo to take care of the dimple.

"As far as you are Sri, kowe arep my words opo ora. Sing important I wis ngenei Kowe dalan, (As far as you Sri you, want to run what I say or not, the important thing is I have given you the way)," said Gondo.

Sri stared at the pushy Gondo notebook that was given to her.

The woman still endured the grief after the death of her father. In contrast to Sri, her two brothers Danu and Seto were busy taking care of the distribution of inheritance.

As pronounced by the late Gondo, if the treasure will cause a family split.

"Sedulur ae iso dadi nek perkoro money,"

Sri saw her two brothers appear to be in dispute with the family lawyer after reading the father's inheritance letter.

They even deliberately sold Gondo's house which was Sri's ration.

Sri who was upset could not do anything when the brother said that the house should be divided into three.

He only received money from the sale of the house from his brother.

Although he knew he did not get the same part but again Sri chose silence.

He did not want to argue with his brothers just because of inheritance. Feeling intimidated by his brothers that night Sri decided to undergo a selling ritual that was handed down by Gondo Sasmita's father.

*Flashback off

That night Sri stared at the ceiling of her room. He tried to move his hand to reach for the old notebook he always kept under his pillow.

Instantly his eyes glared as a beautiful woman appeared from the large mirror on display on the wall of the room.

His breath went up and down when he saw the woman approaching him. The beautiful woman sat on the lip of the bed and rubbed the face of Sri pias.

Sri tried to open her mouth to call Fikri, but the voice could not come out even though she had tried to call him.

The woman smiled looking at Sri's frightened face. He tried to calm Sri by humming the Javanese song.

Sri's body stiffened even more when she heard the woman's singing.

"Fif.i.t...Fik.ro...."

*Fikri Room

"Mr??"

For some reason I suddenly saw the figure of the Father watching me at the door. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't dreaming. But the figure of the father is still there he stands staring at me in front of the door. This time I tried to pat my cheek even I pinched a little so I was absolutely sure it wasn't a dream.

It hurts, so I'm sure it's not a dream.

I immediately approached my father, but when I approached him, he actually stepped away from my room.

I know that he loves you very much, it's worth it if I want to always take care of him.

I saw my father stopping in front of the big mirror in the room. Somehow he stood there pointing to the mirror. Of some of the objects in Mother's room, why should the mirror be chosen. I walked up to the mirror.

There was nothing strange about the mirror. I looked at my face that looked more handsome in front of that mirror.

I smiled to myself as I saw my spotty face suddenly become glowing in front of the mirror.

"It turns out not only the camera is evil, but the mirror is the same" I chanted

Suddenly the reflection in the mirror laughed out loud at the curse. Freaky... Why does my shadow laugh when I myself am not laughing.

When I look at my face in the mirror carefully, it seems that the image is also following me. The moment I realized there was something strange with the mirror suddenly the image changed little by little into a beautiful female figure using a green kebaya.

I immediately retreated as the woman slowly walked out of the mirror and approached me.

*Brakkk!!!

I fell when I hit the chair. Mom called my name when she saw me fall.

"Fif.k..ri!"

I immediately looked at Mom.

*Deg, not,

Instantly my breath seemed to break when I saw the figure of a large tall creature with red eyes and drool that kept dripping was licking the mother's body.

Everything suddenly felt dark.

*Bugghhh!!

"Mas, get up, Ma!!" I heard Azam's voice calling me.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw Azam sitting next to me with a worried face.

"Alhamdulillah Mas was already conscious," Azam immediately got up from his seat and ran out of the room.

He soon returned with Abu Musa.

"Alhamdulillah, are you aware of Fik?" hapa Abu Musa then sat down beside me and gave me a glass of water.

"Where is my mother Abu?" ask me to remember the terrible events I saw.

"Your mother is in her room" replied Abu

"Is he okay?" ask me again

"God willing" replied Abu

But because I still remember what I saw, I came down from my bed and went to my mother's room.

I saw him sleeping in his bed making me feel relieved.

"Mother just slept because abis took Mas's medicine," said Azam made me immediately rub the soft head of my sister.

"Thank you deck, have changed kaka, take care of mom,"

"Other times Mas, do not sleep for long, Azam will be afraid," replied Azam scolding his lips

"How long did you sleep?" ask me curious

"Two days?" azam replied to me surprised to hear that.