1001 Horror Story

My Old Friend Died of Cancer and Positive Corona

I experienced this on a Saturday in March of 2020. I enjoyed a cup of warm tea on my bed, I've been out of the house for almost a month. Not lazy or anything, I'm just afraid of the coronavirus that's getting worse.

I haven't been writing on KCH for a long time, maybe tonight I'll tell you about an experience I've had a few days, my thoughts. I accidentally opened my first Junior High album and accidentally focused on one photo that was quite faded. A photo of me who was in the 7th grade and could be said to have originally entered the Middle School. I thought hard about the name of the woman beside me, then I realized she was Zahra.

Zahra my friend who was once the most beautiful and chatty, it's been 4 years I don't feel like communicating with him. Until yesterday I heard from the bird that he was very sick and had to be treated abroad. Since then I have never heard from him again. Soon the phone voice began to sound. Whatsapp Messages.

“Assalamualaikum Bismi, how are you? Healthy right?” that's how a chat message from a number I don't know.

“Waalaikusalam. Thank God well, but sorry who is this?” my reply.

“Hehe it's me Zahra, sorry for a long time no news, all I want to say goodbye to you” he said which makes me a little confused.

“Aduh Zahra, when we met I've missed so seriously loo. How to say goodbye, where are you going?”.

And that was the last message I sent him and he never returned it. Maybe he's busy again or there could be some sudden business. Then it started raining, I was still thinking about Zahra the old friend who I thought was a bit strange because she told me all of a sudden after such a long time.

I heard the phone ringing in the living room, I rushed to call grandma to pick her up. But somehow I found my grandmother crouching with her friend in the kitchen. I also had to pick up the phone.

“Halo” says.

After a few minutes I spoke. Then I was sitting limp on the living room floor, I cried while hiding my face between my knees. Zahra, my old friend, passed away 3 days ago in Singapore. Because of the added pain of his cancer, he was also considered positive Corona. Who gave WhatsApp the message?

I went back to my room and checked the message I got from Zahra and it was strange that it disappeared without me deleting it. Shortly after the lights went out, the silence and darkness that almost entered this magrib bada gave me a bit of goosebumps and before long I felt cold hands hugging my body from behind.

I know it was Zahra, I cried while saying the word “maaf” yes that's all that came out of my mouth. My soul speaks and hears with Zahra's soul. “Sorry Bismiiiii, I said late” that's how I heard it and since hearing that my chest is tight and feels pain like in a needle and at that time I was unconscious again.

**SAI**