Antonym Intellect, Synonym of Dearest

She Died

“What happened just now? Goddamnit!! She's possessed or what??” ariel exclaimed as she walked next to lawyer Mbah Rangga.

I followed them behind while hugging my two cold arms. Cold because of the creeps.

“Sabar ya Mas Ariel..” hiss Mr. Abet while wiping his forehead with tissue. His bongsor body wrapped in an expensive suit seemed to walk in a hasty step when time was money. “We hold a report from psychiatrist Mbah Rangga. But we're not sure if this is entirely a psychological condition. There are things that cannot be measured by reason as well,”

“What do you mean?”

Mr. Jason, the other lawyer who looked younger and dapper, opened one of the rooms and let us inside. The room is styled like a newlywed room.

Then he sat down on one of the sofas while straightening his back tensely looking at the two of us.

We refuse to sit.

Because if it makes no sense, we will more easily run away in a standing position.

“Begini..”.

“Our current focus, is the mental health of Mbah Rangga getting worse after Mbah Rejo died. He was depressed like he had lost half his soul. Know that they were always together, so their wives were jealous. Mbah Rangga did not cry when his wife died, but when Mbah Rejo died he was like a loss of direction,”

“Mbah Rangga began to appear with a different figure. Sometimes he behaves like Mbah Rejo. People say he possessed the spirit of Mbah Rejo, but the Diagnosis of a Psychiatrist is... Dissociative identity disorder,”

Ariel and I raised eyebrows, “Double personalities?!” we were shocked.

“Psychiatric disorders caused by severe trauma, generally trauma since childhood. Each personality with their own memories, beliefs, behavior, mindset, as well as how to see the environment and themselves,”

“But he really behaves like Mbah Rejo just now!” exclaiming Ariel.

“They're always the two, Mas. Remember that? They must have memorized each other's traits, each other's behavior, even many secrets that only the two of them knew,”

“Yakin, Sir?” my word. I find this condition hard to believe, because only this time I heard that Mbah Rangga had a mental trauma that was quite extreme as a child, he said, or maybe the case in Mbah Rangga is classified as special because it attacks when he grows up? What is clear is that I believe more in being said to be possessed than a mental disorder.

I am an academic, but I also believe in the supernatural, like God and other invisible beings.

“What is clear is this, Ma'am Ariel... Mbah Rangga has given several shophouses, mansions, and some money for your household supplies. Outside the legacy. The number is huge. All you need to do is play this role as best you can,”

“Love can come later Ma'am, Mas, after getting married. What matters is that your daily needs are met. Not necessarily the same others you will be this prosperous,”

I glared annoyedly at Mr. Abet. It's good that he said that. Is she going to be with a woman she doesn't want?! It's a matter of every day meeting the same person in the morning and in the evening, you know! It could be if not with someone who is liked. I might even be a mental disorder!

“Wait!” hiss remembered something. “It.... what does he mean he asked for my virgin blood?”

Everyone in the room was suddenly quiet.

“Eeeeh, so..” Mr. Abet and Mr. Jason looked at each other while frowning in discomfort at me.

**

“Fuck's Swallow!!” my reflexes pushed Ariel's shoulder with my leg. Ariel held my body and pressed me against the wall. We were in bed, naked, and due to time constraints all done without heating and without kissing.

My lips belong only to my girlfriend.

Not this Ariel.

And it seems that he did it automatically too.

From his movements, he was already a professional.

This little kid, so lithe. Fakboi Elementary.

“Let's just not yet,” gripped him while clutching my heel and getting rid of my feet.

The pain hit my body again. It felt like slashed and hot, and my head was immediately twitched because of the rain on his body.

“Serret really! Wet tink dong!” he protested to me. I don't even know what he means.

“Yes how to!” pissed me. The problem is I'm holding back the pain. The size of a teenager today is like an adult it seems, or because he is of European descent so above average? I don't know if I'm in pain right now.

“Ya thoughtin girlfriend Bu Guru dooong or shadow video shur or what cake! Don't tell me mom's that stupid!”

“Practice is not that easy!”

“It's hard to be a girl,” spray Ariel. Then his eyes looked for something in my body that he could work on. It stopped in my chest.

Then look at my chest again.

“Please permission yes, for the sake of virgin blood,” hiss while smiling cunningly.

“Don't-jeez!!”

I don't know what he was doing with his mouth, which I clearly felt my lower body begin to get wet from the disturbing vibrations. For a moment, our trip could finally continue. But my whole lower abdomen was hurting and something pushed in. I felt like my stomach was stirring, but for a moment there started to be different sensations.

It's moving back and forth. My nails stuck in his shoulder. To keep him from moving too fast.

Then the movement stopped.

“Oh... finally,” murmured while adjusting the breath.

I saw in his body, there was blood soaking along his parts. Get out of my body.

“Mau diterusin a-“

“Ngak!!” angry seruku.

I pushed him all my strength and I rushed into the bathroom.

Crying fully.

**

We both sat in front of Mbah Rangga who was smiling satisfied looking at the cloth with my bloodstains.

We are not the three of us.

Behind us are many people. Including Mr. Aaron who frowned did not like. They seem to hate this situation, mother even cries. But what power , he can't get close.

I feel like I'm being mass humiliated.

While Ariel seemed to understand my circumstances. She hugged me softly from the moment I came out of the bathroom. He said sorry repeatedly, but we both knew it wasn't his fault.

Crazy people in front of us. His wealth.

Or maybe we were wrong because this was our choice.

“This is your symbol of unification,” hiss Mbah Rangga while nodding. “Like you are united, so have Rejo and I, united. Two descendants, from friends, feels like brothers.. now one family.”.

I don't know why I'm so sick of hearing it.

It's a mental disorder.

What kind of relationship was going on between these two people?!

“And as a complement... Kencana will be present in the middle of you, Three, synergize with each other. Keep your harmony. Home and treasure of the world. Now it's just a matter of the afterlife, but that's not my job,”

Mbah Rangga gave us a map.

“Open that I am no longer in this world,” Mbah Rangga hissed.

We received the map both. I looked at him as hard as I could.

For a moment, I hated him.

We deserve to be paid very expensive because of his obsession, just be aware if the contents of the map is misused. I'm raking this house!

Not until the Map we lowered into our lap, sound of snoring from Mbah Rangga.

In front of our own eyes...

The figure twitched, then fell limp in his chair.

We can only see the process.

It felt like our bodies were frozen.

Mbah Rangga died in front of us.