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One day I heard a mother's voice in my sleep. "Ulva!" Snapped my mother to wake me from a beautiful dreamland. I who had awakened rushed to the bathroom. then, I went to the dining room for breakfast that was prepared by the mother.
Some time ago. My Mother called "Ulva, tomorrow mother assigned to Banda Aceh for 3 months, can you guard house by herself?" Ask mother hopefully "Okay mam" I replied in a plain tone.
Oh yes, my name is Ulva, I was born from a simple family, not too rich and not too poor. But many people say that I am rich and good. My father died six years ago, ever since I was in fourth grade. Now I'm sitting in class 1 MAN. Favorite school in the city of Lhokseumawe Aceh. There I studied by being accompanied by a cool air.
The place was comfortable to joke, discuss and play joyfully. My favourite place is a 1-C class front garden. I invite my friend, Masyitah his name. A good man, clever, but he is quiet. In my opinion, Masyitah is easy to make friends and fun. Every day we go to the park to find fresh air and make funny words.
Oh yes from TK Masyitah to the sixth sense, she often sees the ghosts that often pass around the school, and more oddly, Masyitah often sees a man behind me, said Masyitah who often asked for help.
I'm still confused to tell Masyitah to go to the park near my house to find out about it. After that in the garden, Masyitah told what he saw. I still do not believe the same thing now, but I still want to know who he is? and why is he always following me?
A day after day, time after time, moment by moment passed. The ghost often follows without stopping. I'm getting curious, trying to figure out what he wants. I invited Masyitah to go to my home garden again to try to interact with the ghost.
While at the park, Masyitah told me if that disturbs you is your own father. then I try to ask why my dad always follows me?
Masyitah tries to ask that to my dad. He records it in the notebook he brings. When Masyitah noted that, I looked at the beautiful, shady, home garden area. The house was quiet after leaving my mother working in Banda Aceh.
After some time the Masyitah gave me the note, I read it, it read "Please help the Father, who killed father" I am confused and ask that to the Masyitah.
Masyitah tells everything my dad says "Actually what happened to my dad was not "a blong brake" but there is someone who has killed my father.
When my father happened to have a meeting at work, my father set out with his old sedan, but in the middle of the road, my father was hit by someone. When a motor vehicle passes through the sight of the overturned car, then he tries to call the police station and the nearest hospital.
Next, I know it in the news brake blong "I who had been listening to the story with suddenly my tears dripping on my cheek by itself.
I cry,…
Hiek, heik, heik ... .. sob sobbing.
Then Masyitah said ....
"Oh yeah your dad said you were told by your father to go to his room and take the Rubik and go to the address near the Rubik. I try to follow the orders my father gave to the Masyitah.
Me and Masyitah went straight to his dad's room to get the Rubik and address in the drawer. I opened the sheet of paper that contained the address of Mr. Ilyas, my father's long-time friend must have forgotten me, in my mind ...
"Jln. Merdeka no 41, well home is not far from my house is only 340 meters from the front aisle of my house. I hurried away by preparing several books and stationery to record the important things from my conversation with Mr. Ilyas. I put it in my black bag except the magic Rubik my dad gave me, the ruby I always hold.
I still do not know what the magic bullet really means, the Rubik always spins on its own and emits light when the Rubik finishes perfectly. While at Ilyas's house I tried to ring the bell next to the fence. Soon there came out a man I seemed to know.
I tried to recall who he was. "Andi" I said with a happy tone .... a tone that reminds me of someone who often makes me happy, laughing and playing together. Since my father was there, I used to go to his house, but since my father died, me and Andi never saw each other again. Andi with a happy face invites me and Masyitah into his house.
Shortly thereafter, Mr Ilyas came with a happy face and I stood up from my seat in honour of Mr Ilyas's father from Andi and my dad's best friend. Mr. Ilyas told me to sit down and tell you what happened some time ago, why am I here, who's the real enemy father, and what he wants from my father? all that I'm asking as much as possible in this house. Afternoons my time packing myself to go home.
Tomorrow Andi comes to investigate who killed my father. The next day the three of us gathered in my backyard and discussed what the Masyitah wrote yesterday. "What I write is the name: Mr Yahya, working as a staff at PT. ADI PERKASA JAYA he wants to seize your father's position as president director of the office, "said Masyitah while starting the meeting in the morning. "Where's the address?" ...... I asked seriously.
"On the road likes to be no 1, " said Masyitah with a happy face. "Let's go there" Andi replied eagerly. We went to the Mr Yahya pack house which is not too far from my house.
A warm morning light and a very cool air made me eager to get to the spot. When in front of that alley, the Rubik I was carrying moved and took out a very bright light more than the light of the lamp, the light was moving and pointing toward the old shack that was not worth wearing. the three of us immediately went to the hut and saw if there was someone or not,
"Excuse me if anyone is inside?" ....
Ask Masyitah as she opened the door.
Its very moist door ...
Wet and almost damaged make you wonder who is inside.
We entered the hut and looked at the surrounding area. There is one inside.
"Who do you excuse me?" Andi asked me and the Masyitah wanted to know what he was talking about.
The guy looks old and a bit insane .......
The man who had been silent suddenly laughed to himself laughing and said,
"Hahaha he died in my hands, it's time I changed my nature to replace his position,
hahaha "the man said.
I was startled and my eyes filled with tears. Unknowingly Andi was invaded by the father's life and said "hey Yahya accuse you to the police station otherwise you will follow hell whose torture is crueller than going to jail" my dad said and Mr Yahya admitted his mistake.
Masyitah has set up his recorder so he can record the incident that I immediately called the police pack to catch Mr Yahya "your father is now calm in nature there let it.
Andi slept there later he also woke up "said Masyitah
"Thank you, good friend, that I have" I replied,
We both hugged each other
"Ehhem" Andi's voice startled both of us.
The sound of a car pack of police came I prepared a recorder belonging to Masyitah to be a proof of the three of us.
A few minutes later,
Mother's car came and stopped in front of the hut I asked
"Lho Mammi this is still a month and a half when you've come home?"
then the mother said "Mother miss you only mother's first child,
Mammi can not work out of town if you are alone.
Finally, the mother came home and when she got home she saw that there was no sleep.
"Then why do you know I'm here?" I asked like a child
"After at home the mother is called by the police station if you have caught who hit my father, mama likes," said mom with a thin smile "instead you can play at his home Andi whenever you want.
I went to Masyitah "You are not coming to his house, Andi?" I asked and Masyitah replied "May we" smile thinly."
The next day we played and exchanged stories and old experiences. The story I'm going to make I'll teach you if we can not do something without help. so it's a friend who can help him. Friends are not picky, all can also be good friends as long as they have a sincere heart to help and help each other, to teach all ugliness and no favouritism.
This is a true story in 1998.
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