DUTCH HOUSE ON A GRAVE
Episode 9, BLONDE LITTLE GIRL
Riri again a horrible dream. It is in front of a luxurious building. I don't know what year it happened. Looks blurry. Fogful. Shady trees thrive.
In the green grassy front yard, he saw a little girl with blond hair. Her hair was tied up one wearing a yellow ribbon. Reddish white, bright blue eyes with a stuffed nose. Her lips were thin and red wet. Really beautiful little girl. The little girl was playing with dolls.
Riri stared at him. ’Who is that little girl?’ his mumbling? He had seen the little girl. On the front page. Oh, my goodness, that little girl? Riri panicked again. Whether he was dreaming or real.
”Maria..” Suddenly a woman with whitish yellow hair called out to her. Riri looked towards the woman. She's wearing a lacy dress. Like the woman in the painting. That woman had seen him. When he opened the forbidden door. Deg.
The little girl moved. Waving her rendition skirt. He ran around holding a puppet. Riri glued back, frowning. They did not see Riri's presence there. ’What happened to me?’ his inner. Has he died?
Suddenly silent atmosphere. A thin mist enveloped part of the courtyard. Riri looked back at the big house in front of her. The house was completely identical to his new home. Before long a tall, thick-moustached man came to face. I don't know what they're talking about, Riri can't hear so clearly. The blonde guy shot him.
Dor...!!!
The helpless man drooped on the floor covered in blood. Riri was surprised and wanted to scream out loud. He witnessed other bloody tragic events. The change was as quick as the film. The tragedy of the bloody massacre!!!
Riri. He woke up with a breath. His eyes rolled all over the room. Thank goodness it was just a dream, her heart. The wall clock shows the number two. It's still midnight. Riri got out of bed. Open the room door. Walk into the living room. The TV in the living room is on. No one is watching. Frightened Riri noticed the living room. Darkened. The light from the tv.
In the corner of the chair Riri saw the shadow of a middle-aged woman. This woman is very similar to my mother. Riri frowned. Wondering why mom gets late at night watching tv.
“Mama...” always slow. The woman did not answer. His eyes are on tv. There are no more broadcasts. Frightened Riri set foot.
“Riri..” suddenly a voice called out to him. With reflexes Riri turned her head towards the room of mama.
“Mama..?” mumbling slowly. Mama came out of the room while tying her nightgown. Riri was confused and turned towards the guest chair. The woman sitting in the corner of the chair was no longer there. Riri was frightened by the sweat on her forehead.
“What are you doing, Ri?” ask mama wonder.
“H... Riri is thirsty, Ma...” she answered nervously. “Mama is awake?” Riri asked back.
“Mama want to grab water for your papa,” mama passed to the kitchen. Riri was still glued while continuing to wonder. Who is the woman who watches TV? his inner. Riri walked into the kitchen looking for the figure of the mother who took white water. To Riri's surprise, Mama wasn't in the kitchen. Is mom out yet? Her thought. Not likely. If mama comes out it must cross paths with Riri. Riri's fur is goosebumps. His skull was enlarged, like a delicate creature was watching him. Riri hurriedly left the kitchen and called to mama.
“Mama... mommy..” Riri banged on the door of my mother's room. Mom came out with my eyes.
“What the hell is it, Ri...? Early in the morning this is already screaming..?”
Riri gnawed her saliva. Mama was still in the room, so who was talking to Riri?
“Riri scared, Ma... Riri scared..” Riri crying in mom's arms.
Mama stroked Riri's hair. “What are you afraid of, dear? In our house there is nothing,”
“Ma, trust the same Riri. Riri is not hallucinating. Last time Riri saw mama enter the kitchen, as soon as Riri followed, mama disappeared.” Riri.
“Already, Ri... Did you forget to pray? You think too much about such things. Mama's still in the room, sleeping next to your papa,”
“Lantas who is that woman, Ma?”
“Female? Which woman?”
“Yang in the kitchen,”
Mama breathed a moment. “Already, Ri. Don't delirious. You better sleep there. It's too early. Mama doesn't want you to be late for school,”
“Ma..”
“Already, Baby. Mom deliver to room yes,”
Riri nodded slowly. After being in the room, my mother returned to her room. Riri can't sleep. Sweat kept pouring from his forehead.
***
Mom sat on the side of the bed. Papa woke up and rebuked my mother.
“Kok mama is awake?” ask papa wonder.
“Mama can't sleep, Pa. Riri was scared again. Mama is confused, what is actually in our house? How come you never see anything weird?”
Papa got up from his sleep. “Ah... It may be a hallucination of Riri aja, Ma. He likes to make mystery stories. Finally scared myself,”
“But, Pa... Riri always complains to my mom. Mama is worried that Riri will experience psychological disorders. Not once did Riri feel scared,”
“Already, Ma. Tomorrow we ask Riri again. Now mama sleeps first, still three o'clock in the morning,”
Mama breathed and exhaled slowly. “Papa sleep first. Mama wants tahajut prayer,”
“Alright, Ma. Papa is also still sleepy,”
Papa went back to sleep, while mama took the water. After performing the tahajut prayer, mama went back to sleep next to papa.
***
The morning atmosphere was cold. The sunlight reflected behind the bedroom window. Riri is wide. His head feels dizzy. His eyes. Mama opened the door to Riri's room.
“Morning, Darling... How are you doing?”
Riri did not answer my mother's question.
“What's up? How come my mama's daughter is pouting?”
Riri folded her hands. “Why mom never believed Riri's story?”
“Ri, as believers we must believe in God. The jinn and demons have existed since the days of Adam,”
“Lantas all this time mama thought Riri was just hallucinating?”
Mama lowered.
“Already, Darling... Mama's worried about your situation. Don't tell those stories anymore. Now you take a shower. Mama made breakfast. Toast and cornet,”
Riri looked towards my mother. “Riri again no appetite breakfast, Ma,” Riri went from bed to the window. Attach pink curtains to the right side. Mama approached. Mama watched Riri's face closely.
“Mama knows you don't want to move from Jakarta, but this is for your future Ri,”
“And we occupy this house without having to know its origin, Ma. Mama don't know if this house used to be what building?”
“Ri... Why are you worrying about that problem again?”
“Riri just wanted to know, Ma,”
“Mama don't know. Just ask your papa,”
“Ma.. This is Riri's problem. Every night Riri is haunted by nightmares. Does mama know that? Riri dreams of a very terrible figure. Riri is scared, Ma..”
Mama was silent for a moment. “Already, Ri. Mama knows you're having a shock, but don't link it to your silly story,”
Riri looked at mom with a tight look. “This house is the legacy of a Dutch captain who died horribly, Ma. Don't you know that story?”
Mama was silent again. His face looked anxious, then took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
“Mama will ask your papa,”
Riri grumbled, then exhaled in annoyance. Mom came out of Riri's room. He tries to convince Riri that the house they occupy is fine.
***
After school Riri fad noticed the photos stored in the old drawer. There are some black and white photos there. Pictures of his grandparents. Her father was ten years old. In the photos are tucked a photo of a blonde girl. Riri was surprised when she noticed the photo. The little girl had seen him in a dream. A very scary dream.
What exactly happened to that girl? Riri kept thinking. Riri tries to find out about the mystery that is in his house. Riri saw there was a year of making the photo under him. 1918. Riri's forehead is wrinkled. 1918? Bathinnya.
Riri found data about 1918. In that year there was an outbreak of disease that killed thousands of Americans, Germans and Dutch. Riri shuddered at the photos of the death found in a small drawer. In the bottom drawer Riri found a piece of old newspaper. He saw a picture of a girl who died. The newspaper was in 1920.
“So the little girl died in 1920?” riri's forehead makes firm folds. Riri hurriedly came out from the warehouse downstairs.
“What's up, Ri?” gordi asked as she looked at Riri's face turning pale.
“Hmm... nothing really, Brother,”
Gordi frowned. “Where are you from? Like being chased by a ghost,”
“Riri from kitchen,”
“Hhh... You are here,”
“Riri to the room first, Brother,” he said as it passed.
Riri paced in her room. What should he do now? Is it waiting for the savior or staying home? Riri found Day in the back. They live in a cottage located near the back garden. Marioto's eyes were sharp looking at Riri's face.
“You better not disturb our calm,” said Marioto makes Riri confused.
“Bothering? Disturbing how, sir? I just want to confide in Hari,”
“He's busy again, can't be bothered,” Marioto's voice sounds unfriendly. The day that saw her grandfather scolding Riri was just bowing his head. Riri returned home disappointed.
***
That afternoon Boby met Riri secretly.
“Im sorry about my grandfather's attitude. He is so,” said Boby while looking down.
Riri smiled faintly. “Nothing, Bob. I'm understand,”
“Actually what do you want to talk about?” ask Boby to know.
Riri was silent for a moment. He looked at the front page and said. “Since the first time I arrived at this house, I've always had nightmares. I saw a boy in my room and I was in a place I didn't know,”
“Lantas, what does this have to do with me?”
“Slightly how much you definitely know that story,”
“What story?”
“That little girl. She's blonde,”
Boby bowed. “I don't know the story about the little girl,”
“Do you know about the basement?”
Boby. “You can't open it,” he said anxiously.
“Why?”
“Because those spirits are going to haunt,”
“Arwah? Whose spirit?”
Boby's back down. “Hmm... That spirit was locked away by my grandfather so as not to roam,”
“Boby.!” suddenly Marioto rebukes Boby. His face was flushed with anger. Boby who heard the scattering kept moving from his seat, then left Riri just like that. Both of them actually kept those stories from the Riri family. What the hell is it?
***
