100 DAYS AFTER I DIE

Part 8 (was I cursed)

My day2 was very pleasant, I again found my lost spirit, I felt excited in the morning, I was like a normal child, yes I was very happy, I was happy, I now have many friends, although it remains a quiet and shy nature I can not lose, but at least there is progress, I am close to irawan,andi, arda, arda, and of course the school flower Risa they are a close friend that I never had before...

a year went by, and everything was very pleasant, although when I was bullied by some "old people" at my school, it didn't bother me much, I got used to being2.. they even I named, like the child's egrets who were often in the mede tree near the basketball court, he I called mbak yuyun, the eternal inhabitants of the teacher's room, trus, who often presents himself as a teacher with a pale-faced keki uniform, I call him bule, then the ghost in the bathroom near the back corridor, I call them a cypress family. haha they seemed annoyed at trying to scare me but never succeeded, but they also knew me, several times they even talked to me..

there was a funny experience, but it made my friend2 frightened even when the story was repeated my friend2 was still horrified to hear it, he said,

one day my class gets zero lesson rations which means the lesson will start at 6, meaning at least we have to go to school at half 6, I leave the morning paligg, and followed by palat2 baiku, he said, we intended to go straight to the classroom to sit2, but it seems that the class is still locked, then the irawan one of my friends took the initiative to ask for the key to the school keeper, and then the teacher, but Irawan came back and said that he said our class was not locked, the school guard told him to push the door harder, maybe the door was dragged, we tried to push it, but sia2, he said, as if something was pestering him from the inside. Irawan wanted to go back to look for the school guard, arrived2 the door opened with the sound of classss Blarrrrrrrrr and followed by a weak voice, but we all heard him "please enter", my friend2 was surprised by the incident and disengaged the intention to enter the class and prefer to wait for another classmate2, I understand, the jail just now is mbak yuyun, he said, he walked past us waving his long hand next to me, I just smiled looking at my frenzied friend2 himself...

*time skip*

it did not feel like 3 years of running time, I had already taken the final school exam, which we call UAN...

I did not feel I had also grown bigger, my stature grew bigger .when I was 3rd class smp my height was 165cm, with ideal body weight, hmmm, slowly I can although not 100% forget my past, the pain and trauma is slowly gone, but my name is not if my life is just flat2 only,..

in 2004, after uan. me and teman2 planned a play event together, yes only some of my classmates, such as irawan,andi,arda,somad, tian, some girl friends and of course Risa, the, we plan to hang out to semarang, behhhh. the city again .. I actually refuse if it will be there, but seeing teman2 is very enthusiastic what can be made, he said, I will return to the place with a thousand events.some times I did want to go there, just shuffling to Mother's grave, but I always expressed my intention, I still have not fully healed with my trauma, I still have not fully recovered with my trauma, and the father also said that the tomb of my mother has been treated by people asking for help dsana, so I pray mother at home.I also intend to go to semarang to see a friend of mine, I also want to see my friend, you know who that is..

the day we walked 2 came, we set off on a public bus from the terminal of singles, each 2 of us carrying a backpacker-style backpack, some places we will visit for 3 days and 2 nights, like tirang beach, catfish garden, semarang city center, and the place I least want to visit "lawang sewu" ...

in the course of our activities, what else besides gingelaba, especially the Andi, in being born silly, there are only behaviors that make us spin around, I sit with Risa, I sit with Risa, yes this one girl from 1st grade is sticky to me, it sometimes 2 makes kesel anak2 other guys, because they consider me and risa are dating, but the hell is not.. he I consider a friend as well as a rival, I have a score of 1-1 in terms of ranking one, and the result of Uan tomorrow will determine the end of the rivalry between me and Risa, in terms of sports as well as the same, in terms of sports, she is the captain of our school's girls' team, and I am also the captain of the men's basketball team, we have won inter-school basketball tournaments, in terms of martial arts as well exactly, risa once won the gold medal for the women's silat, while I won the men's silat gold medal, it just so happens, then do I have feelings with risa? I don't know, I also don't understand the romance of teenage love at that time.I and Risa are close.but not that close, we rarely, or maybe have never talked about personal life 2, our conversation was just about school...

skip2, and we arrived at the capital of central Java, Semarangg, the city where a million memories are engraved here, hahhhhhh I let out a long sigh, preparing to face that memori2,,,

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Day 1's

tirangggg beach, yes after putting our luggage in our inn, knitting ngetrip to a beach in the north of semarang, the place is beautiful, the waves are not too big different from the south coast, although I think no one has beaten the beach on the mountain kidul, this beach is still beautiful to enjoy.when other friends 2 fun to play water, and some guy friends also play something more extreme, as well, that is to bury Andi live2, yes and I just look back2 see it, I try to just focus on seeing my friend's behavior, I as much as possible avoid staring at the sea, why? because bbrapa kilometers from the shoreline looks a large beteng that extends along the coast, yaaa it is the kingdom of the north coast, because not only in the sea kidul, but also in the sea, the north sea of Java also has a kingdom and a powerful jinn queen, they are too strong for me to face if anything happens apa2, therefore I choose silence.. and that's also the reason I don't like jalan2 on the beach..

I did not realize since setting foot on the earth, there was a pair of eyes watching me continuously .....

after getting tired of playing, we returned to the inn to rest..

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Day 2's

catfish park, honestly I have forgotten a lot about what our activities here, which is clear there we spend a lot of time just to relax while feeding the animals, and the, because there is a kind of mini zoo.we spend until late afternoon, and continue to the intersection of five semarang, and there is quite fun, a lot of people who walk 2, and so on, or hanging out while eating snacks that are available along the sidewalk as we are doing this, hemm from a distance saw the monument of youth, hemm, and behind him a typical building of semarang that we will visit tomorrow morning, glekkk, I gulped, the trepidation appeared, I was always afraid to enter the historic building, why? because I was often thrown into the past, in the sense that I entered into a time loop, I caught the aura2 of the past track record, which was unintentionally visualized by the otaku.. so I felt in that place tens or even hundreds of years ago..

I bowed my head, and tried to get rid of the bad mind2, I did not want my friend2 knew that I was a strange person...

this is my last night in Semarang, tomorrow morning at 8 am we will visit lawang sewu, and 10 o'clock should have arrived at the bus terminal, so it won't be too long at lawang sewu, "thankfully" I muttered, I took the wallet, and saw the contents, "hemmmm is more than enough" I planned to shayak to mother's grave, and met sari, 3 Years I have not met my childhood keeper so after from lawang sewu I will not go home with other temen2. I took a sony ericson phone that I forgot what series.. then I called risa who was at the princess inn.

Halooo rizal what?

I: hello risa, sorry to disturb, just want help, tomorrow fitting on the bus pamitin to another temen2 yes, tomorrow I do not come home with you guys, I have a badar event here...

Risa: you want to do that, a private event? ngajak temen2 all you let there be a theme, ntar even if you can not return..

Me: ahh egak, this is urgent ris, I want to meet my mother here,,

Risa: rizal, you can occasionally tell me anything, I will keep my mouth

me: ahhh maksih ri, I just ask for help it yes..

miss :iya but ..

tut tut tut tut tut, I am the type of person who does not like to talk much, if I can understand yaudah, and try not to imagine what will happen tomorrow ......

morning, day, and hour still show at 04:30, hemm I see friend2 still on sleep, I change clothes with long sleeves because the morning was very cold, I was waiting for my friend, and I walked to the mosque of the inn, until at the mushala I took the water of ablution, emhhhh, I squirm just to relax the stiff muscles because 2 my sleep was crushed by the somad whose body was as big as gaban, ehhh, I accidentally saw a white shadow in the corner of the room without lighting, I squinted my eyes to make sure what it was,..

Me : "basic, make a surprise if you ris, I've parno taukk"

me: "idihhh, I'm brave, champ nihhh "

Risa: "can't believe weeee:P, uhh temen2mu where's the guy already on big why don't you pray?"

Me :"again in sleep, I'm tired of them, later kuingetn ris, now you wudhu yes, later I will be a priest for you"

Lisa : "ha? the priest? " she lowered her head and as she held back her red face smile, I slightly rippled, This Risa is beautiful my inner self..

Me : "dihhhh notya take ablution even as smiley as his own, prayer worshipers do need priest to risa "

Result: "oh yes ding, yes2 bavel ahh", the face is so look*** -_-

in short, in the little mushala there was only me and risa who prayed there..

Risa: "emmm.. zal, you really want to go home with us2?"

Me: "yes ris "I nodded slowly

Risa: "can be rame2 zal"

me: "thank you ris, but I'd better be alone"

Risa: "emmmmmmm. yaudah later I'll sit on naek bis"

Me : "thank you ya ris,  "I walked towards the room leaving risa.

Risa : "ehh zal, yes,,

Me: "yes how is the ris?"

Risa: "why are you?, what are you hiding?, 3 years know you, but I never really2 know you, you seem to have something heavy"

Me : "nothing happy ris, I'm a gini guy"

Risa:" You're a really mysterious guy"

I am: "you think like that, yes maybe that's how I'm going to rise" I replied as it passed. Risa still pegged in her place standing, even when I stood facing him to close the door of the room he was still pecking.I don't know what he was thinking, I don't know ..........

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."ahh what the hell are you guys, uproar!" I said sebel, I said,

Irawan : "dihhh, big body like that enter the room really bright gini afraid"

Me: "mad, no, I can walk alone"

Somad: "heleehh, your wits2an I have memorized zal, you want to wait outside right? anyway follow us2  "somad dragged me along with laughter friends2 others..

we were already in lawang sewu, a historic building that became an icon of semarang.hmmmm.The first thing I felt was beratttt. ya heavy and dense aura, baru2 this I got "new skill", which is to see the aura and feel the air is not good.hemm I tried to calm down, but still cold sweat poured on my forehead and temples, the air2 began to enter my body "don't... don't happen in front of my friends, please" I begged in my heart, but what a force, it's too late, my eyes blurred and it happened, I was standing in a long corridor, I look right left, my friend2 is no longer there, yes I have not gotten used to my new strength, not the power of this curse !

I was on the second floor, I looked down at the floor there was a commotion, my feeling was bad, I felt someone was threatened, there are some soldiers, their faces are Asian they are Japanese! apparently carrying the flag of the sunrise with the letter katakana dai nippon,, ahhhh my vision samar2, I still run. I hear the voice for help, the voice is very loud, the voice of a woman, I still run, whereabouts? where ? I shouted... ahhh no sound came out of my mouth, why did I become mute? I understood what was happening, but I was still afraid to look for the voice again, although I was sure I would regret finding it. I ran towards it like a basment.... right there she was, an old mother with her husband, she was carrying a little child, maybe her granddaughter, they were tied up! using the chains, the little boy, the meyisssss,, their fear seemed to enter my joints and bones2. ahhhhh I felt their fear, I screamed again2 there was no sound from my mouth, what's the matter?? the Japanese soldier put the heads of 3 natives into a necklace, whata!!! I know I understand why !!!

a large man held a long katana, and swung it at the necks of the three natives.cressss, the blood seemed to be spurting into my face, one old mother's head was rolling near my feet, she saw me!, she was crying, she was crying, she was crying tears on her cheeks, but her head was separated! what was their mistake until they had to be beheaded, once again I want to scream like that, sia2 only sia2 only my screams, even making my throat hurt,, what is my fault?! why did God give this curse?! isn't that enough of my suffering, why should I feel the pain of others? whyyy????

I cried, I cried loudly.I sat down, near the head that was cut off from his neck..

sayaa using my knees to prop up my head and can only beaa merisisss .......