Disturbing Horror

Karma or Curse?

Note: The picture according to the story that Bima told, which is now being written by Stefan's bodyguard

"Sir, I'm sorry for interrupting his time. But about the pain in my body is not a lie, honestly I do something like this. Asking around, because I had a hard time getting a job!" the beggar light with a sad look.

"Sick, sick I told you it was just..."

Degs..

Mr. Nabe felt a different sensation as he spoke to hold back his words just now.

The beggar then cried and finally begged him to be given money to eat, unfortunately Mr. Nabe did not say his words.

He would rather leave the beggar without saying another word.

The next day, on Sunday.

"Pa why does the face of the father look bruised, and the forehead of the father looks there is a small bentolanl?" tanya Nia the eldest son of Mr. Nabe.

"Just don't think about it, you're calm. My father now looks fine. A small bump may be caused by a mosquito bite!"

Nia continued to eat breakfast with her father who looked very greedy when eating, he felt something different from his father, because he ate too fast as if there was no pause.

Just the sound of the clanking of spoons and forks in the minutes after, Nia did not even dare to bully her father who she thought today was behaving like never before.

That afternoon the weather was very hot sir Nabe out of the house to look for fresh air, while his son named Bima caught the father scratching his face like there was nothing wrong.

Over time until he saw the face of the father bleeding due to the increasingly impactful scratching.

"What are you doing?!" he said with a sense of annoyance mixed with shock after getting to where his father was, which is behind the house sitting in a small cottage.

Plus seeing his father's face covered in wounds and blood made him regret not preventing his father from starting.

"Daddy's just hot, kid, it's really hot today."

The father's answer did not satisfy Bima even sounded absurd in the ears of his son.

Chop! chop! chop!

At 01:30 in the morning.

Bima woke up from her sleep because she heard the sound of someone cutting something. His voice became clearer as he began to yawn.

He also moved from his bed and took the initiative to check the source of the sound that he thought sounded from the direction of the kitchen, no doubt.

Because in a hurry and curious Bima forgot to push the switch button until she went straight into the kitchen.

"Hm."

"Dad, what are you doing?" he asked in cold sweat after smelling a rancid smell, while slowly retreating towards the switch.

Clamps!

Not surprised anymore Bima was stunned to peck at the spot saw his father was skinning himself. Even worse still cut the peeled skin.

"You're too early to get up, kid, tomorrow don't you have to go to school?" replied sir Nabe while wiping his sweat with palms full of blood.

The sound of footsteps leading to the kitchen apparently came from the footsteps of Nia who woke up at night and went to get here.

When he got there he was so shocked he fainted at what he saw right then and there, seeing blood on the floor, the sink, and his father's hands.

Bima immediately caught his sister and when his father approached him said full of emotion asking that his father stay away.

The next day Bima called her uncle to help take Mr. Nabe to the hospital, more precisely to be treated physically and mentally.

Got a stitch wound on his hand after surgery, Mr. Nabe was calm as well as last night he did nothing, even crazy things in the opinion of his relatives.

Days pass.

Pak Nabe's forehead was filled with a large enough bentolan with more than a count of fingers, and filled with pus that looked disgusting to nurses and someone who saw it.

Her face changed 180° and was very different to the beginning before she experienced something strange like this. The psychiatrist explained to Bima that her father had developed an obsession disorder and that it was pain.

The psychiatrist reaffirmed that if only Mr. Nabe did not feel pain in one day then certainly there will be bad things that will happen.

Bima does not believe in the talk of psychiatrists even consider it a trivial problem.

A month has passed.

Mr. Nabe's condition is getting worse to make his relatives and his two children worried. Because Mr. Nabe now only has half a foot of both feet.

Reportedly his obsession with pain is increasingly crazy to do reckless, when there is a gap he gets a chance to run from confinement.

He headed to the third floor of the hospital and jumped from there, even his daughter coincidentally saw her father fall from a height by landing both feet.

Until a specialist decides to amputate the second half of Nabe's leg.

Fear of bad things happening to his father Bima was forced to spark ideas to all relatives of his father's family and his mother when they were all in the living room.

That's an idea to lock himself Mr. Nabe in his room with both hands tied.

They discussed this further for half an hour.

The final decision was obtained through the results of the consensus, finally everyone agreed with Bima's proposal. The rules are quite simple Mr. Nabe will eat and drink enough every day and there will be someone who takes him in turns.

As much as possible bribe him, because Mr. Nabe's hands and half his legs will be tied and the whole body covered with warm cloth.

There is also a duty to bathe Mr. Nabe with logical reasons to prevent unwanted things can happen. As well as monitoring the actions of Mr. Nabe in order to be able to get through his difficult times, in order to suppress his obsession with pain.

Hoping for Pak Nabe's obsession to completely disappear if it needs to be reduced significantly.

One Week later.

Mr. Nabe has now spoken fluently with all his relatives and children.

"Eventually our struggle during this time is not in vain, there are fruits that we draw from the results of hard work and patience!" said the eldest brother of the family, Mr. Nabe.

"Truely, everything is a process to achieve the goal," said Nabe's late wife's kinsman.

Today it is Bima's turn to watch over her father while feeding her lunch, even her father asks for an extra when a plate of rice and a healthy side dish has been spent.

Of course Bima was happy when he heard it from his father he went straight to the kitchen to take rice and side dishes.

Until the third time, now Pak Nabe feels enough and says it to his son.

Towards the afternoon where there are only a few relatives at the residence of Mr. Nabe and his son, Bima entered into his father's room which is now in the redecorate.

There was only a bed and a nightstand filled with medicine from the hospital.

Seeing his father who was sleeping fast himself immediately approached and touched him, before long a tear flowed in his eyes without him noticing.

Feeling compassion when he saw the traces of rope on his father's wrist Bima took the initiative to loosen the rope on his father's bond.

The valve!

The door was locked from the outside after Bima left his father's room, but it was unexpected that Mr. Nabe immediately opened his eyes.

The next day Mr. Nabe was found dead and from the visa description said if he forced his back from the head to the abdomen, peeling off the wall of his house.

So that his condition was found in the condition of the back of the body that was severely eroded and full of blood to look ribs, because it was too long rubbing against the wall.

It is assumed he did it for hours without stopping just to escape from the cloth that enveloped him.

And for the sake of obeying her obsession that has reached its peak against pain