Ghost Villa

The Former Hospital of Tamat

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Lately, Aini has always dreamed of being visited by a man named Arwani. Surprisingly he not only saw doctor Arwani in the dream, but also his mother. Aini believes that the dream is not just a sleeping flower, but is a clue. After all, Dr. Arwani once saved him from that demon hole. Who knows, the doctor could also help Aini find Angga.

"Mom, Aini want to ask?"

Aini opened the chat, she and her mother were cooking in the kitchen.

"Yes, Son. Oya the Angga have met?"

"No, Ma. That's exactly what I want to ask, do you know doctor Arwani?"

Ms. Hani who was busy cutting red onions suddenly stopped. He breathed heavily like he wanted to say something. The knife he held was placed on the table. He then touched Aini's shoulder and looked at her.

“Maybe it's time you knew the truth.”

Ms. Hani told me everything. About her mother and her biological father Aini. All this time Aini knew her father had died since she was a child. At first, Aini did not believe that Dr. Arwani was her real father, but Bu Hani showed a file that was nothing but the family card belonging to Dr. Arwani. It also says the name Aini. In addition, he also showed the old photos of the family doctor Arwani. Looking at the evidence, Aini's cries broke.

He left in front of Bu Hani. Immediately Aini turned on the motor engine and then plug the gas into the hospital that has been closed. Bu Hani did not have time to chase, he could only scream calling Aini who was getting away.

Aini did not care about Bu Hani, she kept driving on her motorcycle while sobbing in tears. Upon arriving at the hospital, he met Ms. Ruslah who had worked as a janitor at the hospital.

“Where are you going, Ma'am?”

“Find Angga, Bu.”

“Not met either, huh?” mama Ruslah's forehead is wrinkled.

“Numbers, Bu.”

Miss Ruslah bowed, she seemed to be considering something.

“Begin, Maybe I can help.”

“Serious, Bu.”

Miss Ruslah nodded.

“I'm sure Angga kidnapped this hospital demon,” he continued.

“Continue now I have to how, Bu?”

“Cute me home. My husband is a shaman, he can definitely help your problems.”

Without refusing, Aini immediately went with Miss Ruslah. The house is quite far away, about an hour and a half from the hospital. Three times stuck in traffic, Aini finally reached the house of Miss Ruslah. The house is very simple, the walls are made of plywood and the floor has been broken a lot.

“Nah Ma'am. This is my home. Sorry messy.”

“Ah, it's okay, Mom. Husband where mom, huh?”

“Oh, she's in the room. Come here, Ma'am,” Bu Ruslah pull Aini's arm to enter the room.

Aini was surprised to see the condition of Ms. Ruslah's husband. The man was lying on a mattress with no hands or feet. It turned out that Bu Ruslah's husband was flawed, as much as possible Aini tried to hide her surprise.

“Dad, here is a guest who wants to meet,” greet Bu Ruslah with friendly to her husband.

She helped her husband to wake up, the body he rested on a plywood wall. The atmosphere of the room was getting stuffy and hot, Miss Ruslah realized that. He then opened the window of the room so that Aini did not overheat.

“Please excuse me, Ma'am. My home is hot.”

“Oh, it's okay Bu.”

“This is Mr. Sidik my husband. He used to help people, Mom. My husband is even though he is disabled, but has magical powers.”

Aini nodded, what's wrong trying.

“Then, what should I do, Mom?”

Ms. Ruslah explained what was going on with her boyfriend Aini. Every now and then Mr. Sidik nodded.

“Your boyfriend is still alive, but now it is in the realm of jin.”

“He went into the demon hole, Sir,” cut Aini.

“Iya, it's the entrance to nature jin.”

“But you are calm. He can still be saved. Ruslah, please bring flowers and five sarongs in the closet.”

“This, Well,” without being recited any spell, the man told his wife to hand the flower over to Aini.

“Later the night you sprinkle these flowers in the morgue.”

Aini received a flower wrapped in transparent plastic, Mr. Sidik then told his wife to tear the sarong cloth and dangle it into a rope.

“Ba.. well, sir," said Aini. He just according.

When it was finished, Aini said goodbye. He handed over 200 thousand rupiah, but was rejected. Mr. Sidik said, if Angga has been found and then Aini can give him a reward.

Exactly at 12 pm, Aini and Bu Ruslah settles into the hospital yard with seven flowers and a rope made of sarong cloth. They managed to gouge out the morgue door. When sprinkling flowers of seven shapes, there was no spell that Aini read.

Miraculously after finishing sowing the flowers, they saw the floor before him moving like a puddle. And slowly forming a rectangular hole, Miss Ruslah and Aini immediately put the cloth into the hole. Moments later, the rope was tight as if someone had pulled it from the bottom of the hole.

“Strong pull, Mbak!” pinta Bu Ruslah, he is in the front position close to the hole.

Aini shouted, taking out all her abilities. However, the pull from the hole is too strong to make Miss Ruslah fall and go into the hole.

“Bu Ruslah!” shout Aini.

Sweat drenched Aini's face. With the rest of his strength, Aini pulled the rope, her legs staggering. Then he too was dragged and went into the hole. Not getting to the bottom of the hole, Aini's body jerked, her legs like resting on someone's shoulders.

“Hold, Son!” that's Doctor Arwani's voice.

He stood up while grimacing holding Aini's body. Around Doctor Arwani are many creepy strange creatures. They are fanged and haired. Obviously those creatures are the evil demons of the hospital dwellers. Arwani's face was groped by the creature inside the hole, their nails black and long.

“Dad...”.

Sizzle Aini while looking at doctor Arwani who has difficulty supporting his body. Aini cried with fear.

"I'm afraid, Dad." said Aini. Her tears trickled down the cheeks of Dr. Arwani.

He's Inside

Aini flailing the floor surface, but can't. Far away, he couldn't reach it. Dr. Arwani also could not push his son out because his body was surrounded by terrible creatures in the hole.

A moment later there was a roar from inside the hole, making Aini scream in fear. Only lasting ten minutes, Doctor Arwani's body slowly plunged into the hole like it was devoured by living mud. Aini went inside.

Fortunately, when Aini was hopeless, when her right arm was flailing in any direction, there was someone from the top of the hole gripping Aini's arm. She is her own foster mother, Ms. Hani.

From the beginning, Bu Hani had suspected that his son must have gone to the former hospital building where his father worked. So when he found out his son did not come home, he ventured into the hospital yard. Ms. Hani had explored several rooms until she finally saw a flashlight that lit up in the morgue.

Aini was pulled from the hole, but Miss Ruslah did not survive. While crying, Aini was forced out of the morgue. He had tried to rebel and wanted to go back to the hole to save Miss Ruslah, but the power was exhausted. They both got out there. After they left, the morgue door closed itself tightly, like someone slammed the door. The flashlight was still on, lying just like that on the floor. The hole gaping, letting out a roar. Inside it was pitch-black, the roar was getting longer the more it sounded like a human cry.

Nope. Certainly not just the cries of one person, but tens, hundreds, ah or even thousands of people. They were tortured, beaten with stones, or perhaps sprayed with boiling lead.

The hole was endless, the more it went inside the more stuffy. The fishy smell stings, making anyone who kisses it vomit. The deeper, the more sound a human voice asks for mercy. Some ask to be returned to the world and promise to do good.

Some pleaded for a chance to come back to life and promised not to cheat others. That hole, what exactly? The more it went inside, there was a dim light. Faintly seen floating thousands of cotton rolled into small, can be found also sheets of white cloth, men's suits, women's dresses, ash grains, drifting slowly like being in zero gravity space.

Do you want to know more about this hole? All right, thirty yards from the cotton wadding, thousands of hands flailing, asking for help. No one can help them, including you.

From a depth no longer measured. Sayup heard the whimpering of thousands of people. Now listen carefully, raise your ears and listen to the groaning.

"Help us...."

The hole closed slowly. Flashlight goes out instantly. The next day, when Aini and the Angga family brought the police, the hole had disappeared, out of nowhere. The people who disappeared were never found again and were presumed dead.

Angga's family mengikhlaskan departure of his son, while Pak Sidik, the shaman suffered alone. There is nothing more reliable than shamanism, the customers one by one leave Pak Sidik. He died of starvation in his contract.

Next Couple of Years

Udin camera screen off. Doctor Arwani stepped outside the room. He continued to walk to the hospital lobby, in front of the lobby there was Angga and Miss Ruslah sitting in a wheelchair while looking up at the night sky. Sometimes they were both like children, walking here and there in their wheelchairs, it was not uncommon for a human to catch two wheelchairs walking on their own.

Doctor Arwani turned his head towards the morgue, there was a screaming sound from there. There was nothing he could do, in that hospital Dr. Arwani was just a low caste subtle creature that had no power whatsoever. Ever since the hole was fastened, the demons in the hospital became even more savage. Only a fool would dare to enter that hospital in the middle of the night.

That same night, Aini woke up in the middle of the night. He looked at the baby bed next to him. The baby cried, Aini then woke her husband. Not to ask for help changing diapers, but Aini just wants to be accompanied. Now he's being very timid.

"Mas Dipa's. Mas's? Wake up, Mas," Aini shook her husband's body.

"Yes, Mah. Why?"

"My company."

"Change diapers?"

"Yes, Mum."

With a very sleepy face, Dipa woke up and sat half closed on her bed. Aini deftly changed her son's diaper.

When he finished, he returned to his bed. Dipa hugged Aini's body from behind. The one being hugged did not turn around, Aini's two eyes were still wide-eyed. He had just dreamed of being visited by Dr. Arwani.

After a few minutes, he could not sleep. There was the sound of a baby basket creaking like someone was swinging it. Aini woke up, she faintly saw the figure of a man playing with his son. Aini squinted her eyes, it was clearly the figure of her own father. Doctor Arwani, he's in Aini's room.

FINISHED