FONDLING
PAREWANG 3

Seeing my mother's forehead covered in wounds made me think of treating her.

I told my mother to sit in the front seat of the dresser, while I turned to pick up the P3K box next to my mother's bed. As I was about to take Betadine I suddenly re-hanged with the figure of the mother lying on her bed moving her hand trying to grab my arm.

Curiosity makes me dare to look at the dresser where the figure of the mother sitting next to him.

My body immediately froze back when I found out that the figure of the woman sitting on the dresser chair had disappeared. Of course this makes my hair immediately stand up.

Not lost my fear suddenly mother managed to pull my arm as if asking for help from me.

"Please le mother!" yells with a hoarse voice

I immediately looked towards him. This was the first time I had seen such a monstrous supernatural figure that it scared me completely to death.

The figure of a large tall creature with a bulging stomach, and drooling that kept dripping seemed to be sitting squatting on my mother's stomach.

I wanted to open my mouth and ask for help, but somehow my mouth seemed locked. It's not just my mouth that I can't move even my feet so numb they can't be moved.

Now I was shaking more and more as the creature came down from my mother's body and approached me.

Because my body's fear fell to hit the wall.

*du!!

"Alhamdulillah finally woke up too" said Azam then helped me stand up

"What a dream to scream so loud woke everyone up. Must be the dream of being chased by demons, yes, let's do it?" azam said back to attack me with a series of questions.

Dreams, so everything I've been through was just a dream??

I still can't believe what I've been through. It felt like it was real and it wasn't a dream.

I took a glass of water and I drank to calm myself who was still trembling.

I even took out a few sheets of tissue to wipe away the cold sweat that soaked my entire face.

With a trembling body I sat on my bed lips as I occasionally recited to remove the shadow of the creepy creature that was still ringing in front of me.

"Mas, mum!" azam shook my body

"Yes," I answered reflexively then looked at her

Azam smiled as I started to respond.

"Is it a dream?" tanyanya curious

I nodded at his question.

"Eat him if you want to sleep first. Eh yes almost forgot, I had a message that Mas asked to bathe Mother," said Azam

"Where is father?" ask me curious

"Don't know, he hurried to leave. He said he wanted to find an alternative treatment for her, "he replied

"Well, I'll go to Mom's room, please,"

I'll be right out of my room to Mom's. There I saw Mom sitting at the dresser combing her hair.

"You've woken up?" the sap is so friendly

"Yes ma'am, I'm sorry I missed you,"

Mom then got up and approached me.

I don't know why I felt so weird about my mom today.

Her face looked fresh today until her beauty clearly radiated on her face.

Even though she is 60 years old, she still looks beautiful and youthful.

Maybe Mother down Mbah Kung who is also known as a figure of youth.

"Mom wants to go for a walk" she said, then took my hand

Of course I can't resist my mother's wishes. I then took her out of the house.

"Where are we going, ma'am?" ask me curious

"We go to the backyard, le,"

"Say you want to take a walk to the backyard?. There's nothing in there, what do you want to see?" I asked Mom to stop her steps and look at me

"But I'm going to go there for a while" said Mother then back to her feet towards the backyard.

Upon his arrival, he then opened a dimple covered in black cloth.

I saw Mom take water from the barrel next to the house and put it in a bucket.

He then added the flowers I just picked up on a bucket filled with water.

Mother then sang a Javanese song while washing the dimple.

Somehow the song sung by the mother is not like the Java tembang in general.

Because the lyrics that use ancient Javanese language is similar to a spell.

But I tried to shake him off because I knew my mother wasn't the kind of person who believed in kejawen.

As I know all this time Mother is a woman who holds the principles and is always realistic in acting.

Finished taking cover he then asked me to take down the pestle that was hanging on the dimple.

Finished cleaning the mortar he also cleaned the pestle to pound the rice.

"Are you seriously going to continue our food stall business in place of Mom?" ask my mom while drying the dimples

"Yes ma'am, I want you to rest. Let me replace Mom, don't worry I will definitely learn business so that our restaurant remains in demand as it was held by Mom," I replied trying to convince my mother

"Then you must learn to pound the rice" answered my mother

"For what Mom, I can make good rice without having to use mashed rice," I replied, to my mother's laughter

Mom laughed out loud.

He then immediately filled the mortar with two rice ties and began pounding it.

I don't know why the sound of dimming this time feels bland like never before. Even though I look so happy when pounding the paddy but there are still others.

Maybe it's because my mom is sick that I feel something different about my voice. I immediately stopped Mom and took the pestle out of her hand as she was seen coughing up blood.

"Mother, don't continue" I said, then took my mother to sit down

"Have rested mom, don't push yourself too much" I added

"Do you know why Sumpah died?" ask mom

"I don't know Mom?" answer me shimmily

"Because of his efforts no one continues?" answer Mother

I frowned at Mom's answer.

"How can you, can there be a mother who continues her business?" my answer refutes his words

Mom grinned at my answer.

"Sadly, your mother's late!" the answer back confused me

I haven't been able to ask him why late mother actually fell unconscious.

I carried her body and moved her to the room.

I shrouded his body which had suddenly turned ice-cold.

Not long after my father came home with a lethargic face.

"How is your mother?" tanyanya lirih's

"So he was already light but after he pounded the rice even fainted and until now has not been aware as well" I replied

"It's all because of those dimples!" said the father with an annoyed tone he immediately rushed to the back of the house. I who was worried about the condition of my father immediately followed behind.

He picked up an axe hanging beside the house. Looks like you're trying to smash that dimple with an axe in his hand.

Given that mom loved that dimple so much, I also forbid it.

I tried to keep my father from touching the sacred objects of Mbah Kung's legacy.

I took the axe out of my father's hand and tried to calm him down.

I finally listened and left the backyard.

Since that incident, he has become a quiet person. Sometimes he talks to himself, gets angry himself even likes to laugh for no reason like a madman.

One night my father went to see a psychic.

The psychic promised to cure my mother on certain conditions, and he accepted all her requirements.

But who would have thought if my father killed himself after returning from the shaman's house in a tragic way.