Home In Cemetery

Chapters 12. Mute

"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.

Ms. Lela felt her lower jaw and tried to make a sound again, but still her tongue was twisted. The woman got up from her seat and walked towards the door. I opened the door, but it was locked.

"The feeling last night I didn't lock the room," said Ms. Lela, the woman seemed to think for a moment, remembering what happened to her before falling asleep.

His hand kept trying to turn the door handle thinking his power was less strong to open the door.

Ah I checked in the drawer maybe the key to this room was there.

Ms. Lela moved towards the desk drawer lying in the corner of the room.

Creette, Brak.

Door creaking and slamming. Open due to such a strong pull, like a strong wind.

Bu Lela was startled, she immediately turned her head towards the door. His eyes widened when he saw the door was wide open.

Without a second thought, the woman ran towards the door.

Kreeet, Brake.

The door was slammed again and this time it was closed again.

Bu Lela who was already standing in front of the door was in shock, her body shook even more violently.

"I want to go home, I want to go home" he said in his heart.

"Karmila help mom!" His voice is still stuck.

Ms. Lela continued to shake the door handle, but still did not manage to open.

Srq.

It sounded like the sound of steps stepping on the paper outside.

Faiz?

Ms. Lela stuck her ear in the keyhole and looked outwards. I hope to see my son at the door.

There's none.

There's nobody outside.

Tuk, tuk, tuk

But the footsteps of the shoes where did they come from? Oh, my God, help me.

Creetical.

The door creaked again and opened, almost Bu Lela fell down because of her body leaning on the door leaf.

"Huh, huh, huh." His breathing was dull and immediately ran out of the room.

While in the living room, the bell in the middle of the room was clanging.

"Help me! Help me, sick, sick. Hix, hik, hicks. The voice of a woman whimpering in pain. Bu Lela's mind was immediately fixed on the daughter-in-law.

Karmilais.

Immediately Bu Lela ran towards the child's room and her daughter-in-law. He opened the door, apparently the son-in-law's room was unlocked.

Miss Lela opened the door. In Faiz and Karmila sleeps well.

Bu Lela seemed hesitant to approach, but because she did not know where else to go and also her fear was exceeded, she was forced to wake up the couple.

"Faiz, Karmila, wake up!" Hearing her voice not coming out also finally Bu Lela chose to shake the bodies of Karmila and Faiz.

Strangely the more shaken the two more fix his sagging blanket without the slightest bit of bother with the touch of Bu Lela.

Bu Lela did not give up, she still shook her second body with both hands.

It didn't work to make Ms. Lela drown there. He regretted remembering that he did not decide to go home with Bik Eva and Qori this afternoon.

However, when her face touched the floor and opened her eyes, Ms. Lela saw a red liquid flowing towards her.

Blood?!

Bu Lela retreated, but the blood was flowing to her even more. Bu Lela got up from her seat and walked to the side, still the blood followed Bu Lela's footsteps.

Soon the woman came out of Karmila and Faiz's room. It is free to ask for help from both. Both did not respond at all.

"Haha .. haha .. hahahaha."

When Bu Lela returned to the living room, the sound of crying changed with the sound of a booming laugh.

"What do you want?" asked Bu Lela in her heart.

"The debt of life is avenged, the blood that flows is paid for blood anyway, hahahaha ...." The laughter kept on blaring. Now his voice was not from just one creature, but from several to fill the entire air.

Bu Lela shook her head, she did not understand what the creature she could not see meant. He did not feel intrusive to the lives of others, but why suddenly the creature seemed to want revenge on him.

"Haha."

"Haha."

"Haha."

Bu Lela circulated a glance at the entire room to find out who exactly the person who spoke was.

"Get out of you, don't hide!" the pekikin' in heart.

Wusssh's.

A strong wind hit Bu Lela's face and managed to release and fly her coiled hair.

At the same time a woman in a long white dress of the bridal tub stood before her. However, unfortunately the beautiful dress was stained by the red blood attached to the cloth.

The woman smiled at Bu Lela, but to Bu Lela the smile looked so piercing that Bu Lela's blood rippled instantly.

Bu Lela was startled and took a few steps back, but the woman who did not know the origin walked over. A fishy smell emanating from all over her body made Bu Lela desperately resist the nausea of wanting to vomit immediately.

Bu Lela continued to retreat and the blood-stained woman continued to walk closer. Until the time of their distance has left a few centimeters only the head of Bu Lela feels very heavy.

Arghh! So sick!

Bu Lela stomped her head violently and then desperately gathered up the courage to hold the woman.

Don't come any closer or you'll regret it!

"What can you do to me?" The girl in the white and blood-filled bride dress challenged Bu Lela who still looked terrified on her face.

Trembling Bu Lela grabbed the wooden chair and threw it at the woman. It didn't work for Bu Lela to throw whatever was in front of her.

In vain, the woman could always fend off anything with just her breath.

Now the woman stretched out her hands and was about to strangle Bu Lela's neck.

Bu Lela shook her head and retreated until her body hit the door of the house.

Along with that, the lights in the middle room went out. Ms. Lela exhaled heavily and closed her eyes. Now he was resigned if he had to die right now.

***

The sun is shining brightly. Ms. Lela opened her eyes and was shocked when she was in a house where the walls were made of wood. He looked down like he was asleep on the floor of a stilt house like a typical Kalimantan house.

"You're sober?" The old grandmother walked up to him and sat down next to him who was now lying on a shabby mat with a cotton pad that had been flaccid as the contents were halved.

"A–" Bu Lela shook her head strongly because she still could not talk like last night.

What if I'm really mute?

Seriate.