Home In Cemetery

Chapter 11 Fear Bu Lela

"Ah no, I don't know him," Faiz lied.

"It's okay if you two do not know him because you also just moved to this house" said the uncle.

"And we're all here to tell you Karmila and also to you, Nak Faiz, that we're going back to the village now with Qori." Bik Eva continues her husband's conversation.

"Now too, Bik? isn't it good to postpone it until tomorrow?"

"Sorry Karmila boy, you know Qori is still in school and tomorrow he starts his exams. Uncle also has people working in the fields tomorrow so it can not be left alone," explained uncle.

"Alright Uncle if that is the reason but sorry yes we both can not give Uncle souvenirs because it has not been anywhere," said Karmila.

"It's okay, Karmila, we didn't expect that. Seeing Nak Faiz can still accompany you to buy and your situation has begun to improve we are very happy. Take care of yourself and also take care of the baby in the Karmila fetus to be fine."

"Yes uncle thanks for everything. Uncle was so good to Karmila, until now Karmila has not been able to return the favor to the goodness of Uncle may God repay him later."

"Aamiin's."

"Yes, my dear Faiz, our Karmila immediately went home" Bik Eva said later.

"Yes Bibik and uncle be careful!"

"Yes you guys are also careful and always get along, yes, if there is a problem can call uncle and aunt."

"Yes Uncle," replied Karmila and Faiz simultaneously.

"I'm going to Miss Lela."

They all shook hands until Uncle and Bik Eva turned around and were about to step outside the house.

"Where's qori?" Suddenly Karmila remembered her sister.

"So he said he wanted to get some fresh air outside later I will ask him here to say goodbye to you guys" explained Bik Eva

"Oh."

"Yes, son!"

"Yes Bi."

Aunty and uncle continue their steps by being ushered by Faiz and Bu Lela out of the house.

"Uncle is coming home?" qori asked as she ran towards her uncle and aunt. I don't know where the boy went to make the girl's face look bright.

"Why keep smiling, see cogan?" asked the uncle to tease Qori.

"No uncle was just happy to hear the sound of someone singing melodiously earlier. His voice really made Qori get swept up in the old Javanese song lyrics that a woman sings."

"Do you understand?" tanya Aunty did not understand Qori's explanation. How could Qori understand about the lyrics of the Javanese song smooth while the Javanese language only teased."

"Not really Bik, it's just that I seem to understand. Akh, don't know how Qori can explain. Yes, I went to Karmila first." Without waiting for an answer from his uncle and aunt, Qori immediately ran into the house to say goodbye to her brother and sister.

***

By nightfall, uncle and aunt and Qori were on their way home.

Now in the house only leaves Karmila, Faiz, and Bu Lela.

Ever since Bik Eva and uncle came home, Ms. Lela never left Karmila's room.

"Mom rest in the next room. Aren't you tired of sitting around all the time?"

"You kicked mom out, son of Karmila? If Nak Karmila doesn't want you to stay here tomorrow I'll go home" said Ms. Lela. Understand he is a little sensitive because only he lives alone who accompanies Faiz and Karmila in this house while his fear is still gnawing. He was still afraid of his own son.

Ms. Lela was silent, she didn't know what to say.

"Better mom just rest Mom, in the next room there is a television. You can watch shows that you like there" Faiz said.

"All right." Finally, Bu Lela got up from her seat.

"I'm taking Ma'am, '" Faiz said.

Bu Lela looked at Faiz with a feeling that was out of the question. Between joy and fear to see Faiz rise from the dead.

"Mom why are you looking at me like that?" ask Faiz directly. She knew that her mother was experiencing the fear of her own child.

"Mother don't be afraid, I can't possibly do evil to mother," Faiz said, making Bu Lela frown and then nervous because Faiz could guess what Bu Lela was thinking at this time.

"Ah no one is afraid of their own child," lied Bu Lela.

"If so I'll take you!"

Bu Lela was forced to nod and let Faiz walk in front of her.

"This is Mom's room. This room is complete with a bathroom and the mother can also rest while watching television. Later when it's time for dinner Faiz will call mom."

"Okay Fa, you go back to your wife. Maybe he needs you" said Ms. Lela.

"Good Mom. Then I say goodbye. You can call me if there's anything."

Bu Lela nodded weakly.

Faiz turned around and left the room now occupied by Bu Lela.

Ms. Lela turned on the television before finally laying her body on the bed.

"Ah, it feels comfortable when this back feels the softness of the mattress." Bu Lela looked yawning.

He pressed the remote button to find a channel he might like.

"Ah, tumben no good show." He pressed the remote button in his hand.

"Kilihihihi."

"Astaghfirullah azim." Immediately Bu Lela pressed the off button because it was so shocked by the television screen that contained horror stories. Intention wants to find entertainment to forget the fear, eh fear was even increased because accidentally even watch a horror movie show.

"I'd better go to sleep, hopefully tonight's over soon, and tomorrow I'll go home to my own house. What reason would I tell Karmila and Faiz that they would let me go home? o Lord, may tomorrow when I open my eyes Karmila is so healthy that I don't have to make a show to get permission from them to go home."

Bu Lela yawned again and probably because she was exhausted by many thought she finally fell asleep in her sleep.

"Hiii .. hiii .. hiii, hic, hyx, hyx."

Right at midnight, Ms. Lela, who had fallen asleep, woke up because she was surprised by the sound of a woman crying sobbing. The longer the sound of crying sounded very creepy in the ears.

Bu Lela thought it was just a nightmare so she immediately opened her eyes and sat down. However, in a conscious state, Bu Lela heard the sound of crying getting louder and louder.

"It's not a dream." Bu Lela's body trembled in fear.

The atmosphere in the room is getting gripping because the lights in the room then live dead life itself. Likewise with the dead television even turns on itself, but there are no pictures but only lines that fill the screen.

"What's this?" Cold sweat poured from all over Bu Lela's body.

"Karmila Please!" These words of help were suffocated in her throat and could not get out of Bu Lela's mouth. Suddenly this woman became mute.

Seriate.