Horror Story' S (A Mystic Collection Of Real Stories)
35. Home Assistant
Harni is a village woman who comes to town to work as ART at Bu Karmila's house. It's been almost five years since Harni worked for Ms. Karmila. In addition to Bu Karmila living alone because her husband is dead and her two children live in Jakarta as police and bank employees there, Bu Karmila is also kind. Harni is working with Bu Karmila.
" Har, you haven't been home for two months. Don't you miss your mother and son?" ask Ms. Karmila one morning. Harni is the widow of one child, she is in live go by her husband. In the village Harni only lives with her mother and son.
" Kangen heck Bu but every day Harni has a video call, good enough for longing medicine. Harni returned home and tomorrow just Lebaran ma'am ", said Harni.
" Yes, it's up to you, but if you want to go home, it's okay ".
" Yes Ma'am ".
Karmila went into her room. Harni rushes to clean the dining table and does other work.
A week later..
" lady..Ms. Karmila.." call Harni while knocking on Ms. Karmila's room door.
Ms. Karmila opened the door.
" What's up Har?" ask Ms. Karmila.
" Sorry mom, I want permission to go home. I just got word from my mother in the village that my son was in the hospital" Harni said, looking down.
" What is your son sick?" ask Ms. Karmila.
" My mother said in Fadil village sick DB Bu", replied Harni.
" Oh yeah, it's okay. You go home to the village. Take care of your child until he recovers ", said Ms. Karmila.
" Thank you Mom. Then I'm allowed to go to the room first want to be ready ".
" What did you ride Har home from his village ?"
" Ride travel Bu. Coincidentally the travel that goes to my village there is still an empty seat one ".
" Absp by what time? It was picked up here, right?" ask Ms. Karmila.
" Yes Ma'am, the trip will be picked up here in half an hour" replied Harni.
" Okay, you're ready to be ready" said Ms. Karmila.
Harni rushed to her room to clean up her stuff. While Ms. Karmila entered the room and put some money in the envelope for Harni.
" Mom I said yes. That's the journey has come ", said Harni.
Ms. Karmila immediately handed over the white envelope to Harni.
" This is your salary this month and there is little money to help your child's hospital costs ".
" Thank you very much ", said Harni. His eyes glazed over as he was moved.
" Yes, it's been waiting for. You be careful on the road when you get to the village do not forget to tell me. And after your child recovers you come back here again ", said Ms. Karmila.
" Yes Ma'am. I promise after my son recovers I'll be right back here" Harni said.
Ms. Karmila also escorted Harni to the front gate where the travel car was waiting for Harni.
" Mom I say yes Assalamualaikum" said Harni and then entered the travel.
" Waalaikumsalam", said Bu Karmila.
Ms. Karmila waved her hand as the travel crawled away from her home.
" Where is Harni going, ma'am?" tanya Bu Susi, the front neighbor of the house of Bu Karmila who saw Harni ride into the travel earlier.
" Go home to Bu" replied Ms. Karmila.
" Tumben ride travel usually take the bus ".
" Yes the rush because his son entered the hospital with DB ".
" It's a pity" Susi said.
" Yes, Mom, I went in first" said Ms. Karmila.
" Yes Ma'am ".
Ms. Karmila rushed into her house.
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Harni has been home for a month and has not returned to the house of Ms. Karmila. His phone has not been active since Harni went on the trip. Ms. Karmila had tried repeatedly to contact Harni but still Harni's phone was off.
" Harni why? How can't it be connected? I want to find a new ART fear Harni comes here if not look for a new ART I really bother ", muttered Bu Karmila.
Meanwhile, when Ms. Karmila who had fallen asleep, Bobi was the first child of Ms. Karmila who was able to leave home.
Ting tong's..
Bobi rang the bell of Bu Karmila's house. Soon the door opened and Bobi came in.
" Thank you, Miss Harni. Which mama?" ask Bobi.
Harni did not answer Bobi's question, he immediately went from the presence of the eldest son of Bu Karmila.
" Maybe Miss Harni did not hear" Bobi muttered and went into the room.
Tok..
Bobi's room door was knocked. Hurrying Bobi opened the door, looking Harni came carrying a glass of hot coffee.
" Thank you Ma'am", said Bobi while receiving a glass of coffee offered by Harni and Harni just nodded.
Bobi closed the door again and sat in the chair in the room while enjoying a coffee made by Harni.
" Loh Bobi, when did you come, son?" ma'am Karmila asked as she saw Bobi sitting at the dinner table. Karmila then sat down in front of Bobi and picked up some bread with his side.
" Yight Ma. Maybe Mama is sleeping so I don't come" said Bobi then greet Ms. Karmila's hand and kiss her.
" Why can you come in? The door is locked".
" There will be a Harni Ma. Ma'am Harni who opens the door ".
Ms. Karmila who was rubbing bread with jam was shocked.
" When did Harni come back here?" mummified Bu Karmila.
" Harni will return home Bob has not come back here for a month. His phone was not active until now ", said Ms. Karmila.
Bobi who was sipping tea immediately looked at Bu Karmila.
" Is that right Ma?" ask Bobi.
" Yes when Mama lies" said Bu Karmila.
" Who opened my door last night?" ask Bobi.
" Yes don't know why Mama is surprised you can enter ".
Kriing..
Ms. Karmila's house phone rang loudly. Bobi rushed to the phone and picked up the phone.
" Good morning Assalamualaikum" said Bobi.
" Waalaikumsalam can talk to Ms Karmila?" ask a woman across the street.
" Who are you with?" ask Bobi.
" I'm Miss Marni Harni's mother ".
" Oh yeah wait a minute ma'am ".
Bobi then headed to the dining table.
" Who's Bob?"ask Ms. Karmila.
" Harni's mother wants to talk to Mama" said Bobi.
Ms. Karmila rushed to get Ms. Marni's call.
Soon after, Ms. Karmila returned to the dining table. Bu Karmila's face looked sad.
" What's wrong Ma?" ask Bobi.
" Harni died a month ago. The trip was in an accident and Harni died ", said Ms. Karmila.
Obviously Bobi was immediately surprised to hear the words of his mother.
So who opened Bobi's door that night...
(THAT IS )
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