FONDLING
PAREWANG 29

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Linga felt a black aura when she saw Sri entering her residence.

Highlight Sri's sharp eyes filled with hatred as she looked at him made the man just sigh.

Even his slap did not make Lingga vengeful let alone angry at the devotee of Buto Ijo. He knows for sure that everything he does is solely to protect himself.

After being satisfied to issue his anger to Lingga, Sri rushed to see the dimples of the father's relics.

Of course Sri does not want to lose the sacred Lesung that has made her life change a lot.

Lesung who has given him wealth despite having to be redeemed with various sacrifices including willingly bear the pain of many years.

The woman smiled with relief as she saw the dimple still lying in its place. He even immediately cleaned with water flowers regardless of the prohibition of his eldest son who asked him to leave the sacred mortar..

Fikri who did not want to see his mother getting drowned in sin tried to persuade him to forget the Lesung. But Sri did not want to listen to him and continued his ritual to clean the dimple.

Meanwhile, Lingga did not intentionally follow Sri. He prefers to sit on the living room sofa while enjoying a cup of black coffee.

In the silence Linga tried to open the obsolete book that Anas had given her.

He slowly opened the first page of the book. There is something strange about the book. From the aroma alone has hinted if the book contains clenic elements.

When reading the opening sentence in the book, Lingga immediately frowned. How not, the opening page of the book has been started with a demon summoning spell.

"Don't read Lee" Gilang said, then picked up the book.

"Why is it Om?" ask Linga curious

"If you read it, you call the devil. I wonder why a book like this could be in this house?" silang

"Said Anas, this book is the legacy of Fikri's grandfather, the person who passed down the science of almsgiving to Sri," replied Lingga

"Although you and Deddy have managed to save Fikri from the palace of King Buto Ijo, but that does not mean the agreement between Sri and Parewangannya is complete. And it seems like there was someone who had deliberately provoked Sri to expel you from this place. It seems he is not willing if someone saves Sri," said Gilang

"Hmm, I deserve to see the Black aura in Sri, too,"

"Then go, let me greet him" replied Gilang

"Okay Om," Lingga then picked up her backpack and hurried away from the house.

Meanwhile Gilang deliberately sat on the sofa in place of Lingga.

He seemed to sip black coffee lingga is still half a cup.

"Ah delicacy where else we lie," said Gilang then put his coffee cup on a small plate.

*Srek, srek, srek!!

Gilang turned to Sri who entered the room while dragging her suitcase.

Sri suddenly stopped her steps and turned towards Gilang.

Seeing Gilang Sri's face looked frightened and hurriedly came out again. Because Sri hastily even hit the door until she staggered.

"Mother why?" tanya Fikri immediately approached her mother.

"Who's that guy, get him out of here!" exclaim Sri while massaging her head that hit the door.

"He was Om Lingga, Anas' father," replied Fikri

"Take him home from here, I don't want to see him here!"

"But Ma'am, it was Mr. De Lingga who helped Fikri save Mother, and also saved Fikri from the gentiles who wanted to take Fikri away,"

"That's why I don't care. Now you choose me or that man!" sri's exclamation made Fikri confused

Gilang immediately stood up when he saw the quarrel of the mother and child. He then invited Anas to come home.

"Just relax Fik, Mr. De is used to making situations like this. Yaudah if so Mr. De pamit yes, if anything please just contact Mr. De," said Gilang

"Well Mr. De," immediately rushed Gilang

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Tonight felt lonely, because there was no longer Anas and his father here.

Actually I'm happy when they're here. This house feels rame and not creepy anymore.

Hopefully tonight I can sleep soundly again just like when Anas and Mr. De Lingga here.

After reading Yasin to Azam and father, I went to see my mother in her room.

I saw him combing his hair.

"Mommy hasn't slept??"

"Not yet Le" he answered briefly

He turned his body and smiled at me.

"You are very diligent in praying for your Father and Sister, thank you Le,"

"No need to thank you, ma'am, it's Fikri's obligation,"

"Mother sleepy Le,"

"He's asleep, man,"

I took Mom to her bed and covered her.

"Don't forget to pray ma'am,"

"Yes Le," Mother immediately raised both of her hands and closed her eyes.

I purposely accompanied Mom until she was completely asleep. Just for a moment, I heard Mom's snoring that indicated she was asleep.

"May you have a good dream, ma'am" I said, then kissed my mother's forehead.

Don't forget I turned off the lights before I left mom's room.

Thank God today I am still given a chance to live, thank God for all the sustenance you give me today, hopefully tomorrow I will still be given aamiin life.

I pulled out a blanket to cover my cold body. It was just a sudden instant that my drowsiness started coming and I didn't remember anything else either.

I heard the melodious voice of mother nosed while pounding the rice.

I opened my eyes because I knew it was morning. I hurried to the bathroom to get some water.

*Dug, dug, dug!!

The sound of the mother's dimples looked irregular and loud. Now Mom is healthy, so it's only natural that she starts pounding rice again. Besides, now I am not worried anymore because the sacred mirror and all the softeners in this house have all been expelled by Mr. De Lingga and the three Om Ganteng.

"Assalamu'alaikum,"

Thank God this morning I can pray dawn with fury.

I raise my hand to pray, to honor the creator, that I may be given much sustenance today in order to take care of my mother and she will no longer have to work.

When I cleaned my prayer mat I saw from the mirror reflection of the image of the mother who was still asleep in her bed.

*Dug, dug, dug!!

The sound of the dimple made me instantly creep.

I hurried out of my room to see my mother. Upon arrival at the mother's kMR, I was stunned when I saw that mother was actually still asleep in her bed.