Terror Use
chapter 9

This morning the Surya who always carries warm in the morning does not show himself, the rain spots add to the cold atmosphere of the morning to make anyone reluctant to get out of bed

"Nur uncle and pamit grandfather yes, the uncle must go to the field while your grandfather must also go to the rice field" said uncle

"yes uncle" I said

"you're careful at home if anything - what do you call us "say grandpa then

Uncle and grandfather did live in different villages it took 1 hour to get to the village where the uncle and grandfather lived, that is also if using a private vehicle if with angkot it takes two to three hours long .

"yes cake, you take it easy Nur can arrange everything" my boasting

They also left after I had previously greeted my uncle and grandfather, as well as my mother and two sisters

"today you stay at home do not go anywhere take care of mother also Dede, I want to go first not long ko" My orders to my sister Ifel

"where are you going?" ask her after rich do not willing if asked diem at home

"want to the grocery market, the stock in the kitchen is already on the left" I replied tumben ga call kunti' thought I

"yes you have left with Ifel only so that later someone will help bring groceries, mother ga nothing "said mother

"hm.well "answer me.

"ok wait, Kun, want to change clothes first smell"

he said as he entered his room

"shower all of you who smell your body is not your clothes pe'a "my fetus, it's just that I praise him not to call me kunti eh call Kunti too

Arriving at the market we immediately bought some vegetables, kitchen spices, fish and meat, until we finally finished shopping and were waiting for public transportation

"this is his girlfriend, right? still in childhood already dating?"said a mother sitting next to me, yes we are already on public transport

"ah ngga ko Bu she's my sister" I replied

"the hell time?"

"yes ma'am" I replied quickly

This is what makes me lazy where with Ifel must be suspected boyfriend, me and Ifel adrift 3 years but my small stature people always say I'm a child, I'm a child,not infrequently people mistakenly think that I am his sister when I am his sister .

Until finally the angkot we were riding had stopped in front of the house, I also went down with Ifel with our groceries

"assalammualaikum..." where did Mom and Dede go ?" muttered

"rest may sleep in the room" said Ifel

I step my foot into my mother's room, I see yes mother is sleeping, without wanting to disturb mother's sleep, I continue my steps towards the kitchen to save my groceries

Byuurr...

byuuurr.....

The sound of water splashing in the bathroom Ifel was taking a shower, ' I thought

I did not mind then I headed to the middle room to watch tv just throw tired after it was crowded in the market, but

Deggs......

If If Ifel's here then who's taking a shower?

empty even the floor tile ceramic bathroom was dry no trace - former people shower, do not want to think long I went to the side of the house to check the clothesline fearing someone fell

"that's right.mom and Dede at Mak Entin's house"

I also headed to Mak Entin's house which was very close to my house

"do you wake up?"ask my mother

"wake up??" mother's forehead wrinkled

"yes mother was sleeping when Nur came home" I said

"mother has not slept ko, mother here is also from your pass to the market, mother has not been to the house "clear mother

"why is Nur?"

"ah en engga ko Bu, Nur thought the mother was sleeping "lying me

Nightly

"Nur.

"what's wrong, ma'am?"I finished praying to my mother

"this loh the soles of the feet of rich mothers out thorn thorns, help mothers yes pullin"

I pulled out the thorns - the little thorns on my mother's feet using tweezers, but as if the tweezers couldn't touch those thorns

until a whisper whispers something that makes my hair bristles instantaneously

"pronounce bismillah and pray to Allah SWT to facilitate all affairs"

I closed my eyes to pray to God, the owner of the universe, and then to speak bismuth

"bismilahirahohman nirohim "

one by one the thorns - the small thorns were successfully removed until finally they were exhausted without rest

"Alhamdulillah "my relief

"wrap it in white and burn it "

the whisper was heard again I don't know whose voice it was, I immediately took a match and I burned it after previously saying bismillah...

Ummmmm.....

Duarrrr.........

Again there was a loud bang shortly after the fire from the burning cloth containing the thorns was extinguished

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seriate...