DRIBBLE

CRUEL KARBALA

Karmila hid what she saw. He shifted his gaze from the figure of a creature standing under the Palm tree, his gaze changed pretending to pay attention to Mr. Asrul's dented car. It is imagined by Karmila how many tens of millions of money are spent free to fix the Mercy sedan car due to Karbala, making Karmila's face shrivel implying annoyance not play. Now he really hates it, he already feels dictated by Karbala, already twice this is a very detrimental event to people. Karmila made the conclusion whenever there was a male guest, Karbala always showed an angry reaction.

"Curly, jealous?" Karmila muttered with a cynical smile.

"Supernatural beings also have jealousy?" a cynical smile mixed with hatred was on his face.

Karmila was eager to laugh at him but was arrested because it would only be a misunderstanding in the eyes of Mr. Asrul and Thunder. While they were still confused looking for the cause of the dent, he laughed even though his goal was to laugh at Karbala.

"Let me replace the damage to his car Om," said Guntur feel guilty.

"No, Gun. Let's get Om to take care of it" Asrul said.

"But Om, me and mamah feel bad because Om guest mamah," said Guntur scratching his head.

"Udah Gun, it's okay. It's not your fault and yours too" said Mr. Asrul patting Thunder on the shoulder.

"But Om,"

"Nothing Gun, yes maybe Om again shit, hehehe.." sergeant sir Asrul calms Thunder.

"Yes, Om said yes, Gun bu Mila.." continued Asrul sir.

"Yes Om, sorry Om just this time there was a strange incident like this. I was also confused to be like this." said Thunder scratching his forehead.

"Sir Asrul I am sorry for this incident yes" said Mamah Karmila.

"Yes, that's okay, Mila. Do not think about it, I immediately say ma'am." said Mr. Asrul then opened the car door and entered sitting behind the wheel.

"Be careful on the road, sir" said Karmila.

"Be careful Om," Thundered timpal then waved his hand.

The Mercy sedan then drove out of the house and mixed with other vehicles and was not seen again. The atmosphere of the traffic flow still looks crowded even though the night has shown at 21.12 wib. Thunder ran a little to close the gate, after locking it and then back to the place where Mama Karmila stood looking and holding her entering the house.

"Weird yes Mah, why Mr. Asrul's car can be dented so. Though there are no stones or logs around.Why about yes?" tanya Thunder was still astonished then closed the door and locked it.

"You don't know Gun, either" said Mamah Karmila lying.

"Separ mah!" thunder suddenly restrained his mother.

"I remember the broken window. The situation was the same when there were guests," said Guntur staring at his mamah face.

"I, i.e it is possible," said Mamah Karmila a little nervous by Thunder's analysis.

"Wouldn't papah be willing if there are men who visit and meet mama, huh?" tanya Guntur gamang's.

"Don't ngaco ah, have already entered the room yes Gun." said Mamah Karmila.

"Yes mah" Thundered timpal then stepped into his room.

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The night air of Bandung city increasingly feel cold, Karmila has covered his entire body with a thick blanket on his soft mattress. But behind the blanket Karmila's body restless, he tilted his body left trying to sleep but still could not sleep. The next moment he changed the position of his body tilted to the right but still could not sleep. Karmila glanced at the wall clock hanging above her violet, under the dim light she saw that the clock was showing at 11 p.m. For a long time he felt annoyed also because it was very difficult to fall asleep. Karmila then got up from her bed and sat down on the bed, for a moment to fix her hair and grabbed a hair tie lying on a small table beside her and tied it.

Moments later Karmila felt a gust of wind rushing down his back. Spontaneous He let his face look at the window thought it had not been closed. But not as he thought, the window of the room was already closed but where did the gust of wind come from? His face looked wonderfully at the window.

Suddenly Karmila was surprised by the appearance of white smoke on the mattress. At first thin, the longer the white smoke thickens and begins to clearly form a body. Karmila began to feel the feathers sitting all over his body standing bristling, unwittingly he continued to look at the smoke that continued to thicken it as if obeying his curiosity would be what the smoke would be.

Karmila jumped in shock from sitting up to standing with wide eyes looking at the figure of a creature lying on the side of the mattress next to her. The originally thin smoke had now turned into the figure of a dense black-haired creature staring at him.

"Karbala!" pekik Karmila inched back and forth further away from the mattress.

"Haha... Let's go here Karmila.." the heavy, sullen voice waved its hand.

Karmila shuddered in horror, his eyes wide open looking at Karbala's true form that close. His entire body was covered in fur, his face looked very creepy with eyes that glittered red plus two white fangs sticking out at both corners of his lips.

"Didn't you enjoy Karmila, HAHAHAHA..." Karbala's voice added to the shudder of hearing it.

Karmila's face began to pale, her fear had really peaked. He felt his gaze begin to blur, when he saw Karbala began to stand up and was about to approach him. Karmila could still faintly see Karbala walking on the bed, but after it became dark, Karmila drooped under the door of her room.

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The noise of the vehicle's exhaust gushed from the window of Karmila's room. Karmila was ripped from her sleep, with her eyes still closed she stretched her body, her hands stretched out firmly upwards together with her legs stretched out. He felt his body so tired and again grabbed a pillow bolster intent on sleeping again, but at that moment he jumped from his bed.

Karmila remembered something, she immediately flicked her blanket, her eyes widened with her mouth open. He saw his body was not covered by a thread, full of confusion he recalled that last night he felt he had changed his clothes with a nightgown. A moment later Karmila was only reminded of the emergence of Karbala and after that he did not remember anything else.

Karmila reflex palpates sensitive body parts, her fingers feel traces of liquid that has dried. He inched up and sat leaning on the bed with his feet firmly bent against his chest. His face was buried between his knees and his cries suddenly burst.

"Oh my God." said Karmila.

Her tears washed down her two white knees. He felt very dirty and somehow the umpteenth time has been tainted by the supernatural. His heart was in revolt not receiving Karbala's treatment which last night had aroused him when he was unconscious. A moment later Karmila looked up at the ceiling of the room, her gaze filled with mounting anger and hatred.

"I'll cut down that tree!!!" Karmila exclaimed, her hands clenched tightly gripping the sprey.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

"Baaaah..."

The sound of knocking and calling from outside the bedroom door made Karmila a little shocked then hurriedly wiped her tears and climbed down from the mattress. When his feet came down from the bed, not the carpet he stepped on. He looked down, saw him under his feet on his nightgown. Quickly he grabbed and put it on. Then hurried to step in front of the violet to tidy up her hair and face that looked swollen due to her crying. For a moment he smeared it by rubbing a moisturizer on his face to remove the gloom on his face.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

"Maaaaah it was noon," the voice of Thunder from outside the door of Karmila's room called out again.

"Yes Gun, wait a minute." said mama Karmila.

Kreteeeek....

The door opened Mamah Karmila from the inside, before him Thunder stood about to knock on the door again but stopped once the door opened. Then Mamah Karmila came out and closed the door again.

"Tumban mamah wake up at noon," said Guntur following his mamah step back.

"Yes Gun, what time is it?" ask mama Karmila.

"Jam eight mah, hayu mah breakfast," replied Guntur not so pay attention to his mamah face.

"Mama has not cooked Gun," said Mamah Karmila rushed to the bathroom.

"I have ordered delevery mah, it is ready at the dining table," said Guntur then sat on the dining table chair, while Mama Karmila entered the bathroom.

Not long after that Mama Karmila had come out of the bathroom to just wash her face so as not to look the scars of her crying, then sat face to face at the dining table.

"Sepi ya mah no Kunto," said Guntur while opening his food package.

"Yes, Gun. What about Suro and his son? When are they moving?" Ask mama Karmila.

"It is likely that Monday or Tuesday Mr. Suro and Adi will begin to occupy Mah's office house. The kiosk can also be used to sell used books," said Guntur then bribe his food.

Mamah Karmila tried to cover her mood tightly in front of Thunder. He did not want to make Thunder disappointed and angry if he knew about last night.

"Gun, you want the tree cut down immediately" said Mamah Karmila.

Thunder stopped his suqpan, he looked at his mama for a moment filled with astonishment. Didn't his mama forbid it before, thought Thunder. But Thunder did not question it, he did not want to disappoint his mother.

"Yes, I will ask the woodcutter to cut it down" said Guntur.

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