HUDDLES

Sleep Walk

The night breeze, I felt it coming into direct contact with my skin. Water drops falling on my body. Did Mr Surip's roof leak? Thought.

I also heard the sound of the wind moving the leaves, until the leaves let out a quite clear whirring sound. Even though it's cold in the room, but not right now. It was like sleeping in the open.

Why, this body feels lying on a mound of dirt.I think makes my body feel pain.

My hand felt the feel of the body, I could not find the glove that covered my body. By my side, it's not the amben I've touched anymore, but the ground, the ground? I'm shocked, that I'm really ground.

I felt so cold, suddenly my feet seemed like something was interesting. My body's choked. Without much longer, I opened my eyes. My eye valve opened quickly, as fast as lightning struck. My eyes whizzed, A grove of bamboo trees? I glanced a little, I was not lying amben, I was not in the room! I sleep on the ground, I'm in the woods.

I immediately lifted my body up at that very moment. Why am I in the woods, clustered with bamboo trees. I was on top of Raga Kusuma mountain, I. I was on top of the mountain. My words don't believe

And I remember this place. This place was in my dream, when I met with Ronggeng Sri Rahayu.

Am I dreaming? My God, what happened next, in this very scary place. Yes, I may be dreaming, I feel calm for a while, because I may be dreaming.

I was looking forward to something that would happen with my dream. Until it seemed, I had waited a long time but nothing happened. Is this not really a dream?

This place, it's so real and why I feel such a real cold on my skin. Until I put my hand.

I was thinking, to be able to know this dream or not is to pinch my hand firmly. I immediately pinched my hand right then and there, in my heart I prayed, may this be a dream.

Arkhhh.

Whahuh? This isn't a dream. I'm not dreaming, I repeat as much as I can. I'm not dreaming? I'm not dreaming, really? Until when I stopped repeating the toast, that indeed I was really not dreaming. I kept asking myself questions and answered them.

How could this have happened, how did I get here. Hah Bentaku to myself.

The feeling I was sleeping in Mr. Surip's room earlier, but why when I woke up, I was already here

I thought something like this would only happen on TV shows or horror movies. But I myself experience, whether I sleep while walking. How could I walk and get here.

I'm alone in this place, I feel my chest getting tight, my throat getting dry.Tears running from the edge of my eyes, I don't care. I was confused as to where I should escape from all this. It was like I had nowhere to run anymore.

I sat on a ground, under which there were many bamboo trees. This time, I don't care, how can I be in this place, when before I slept in his room Mr. Surip, why now move here. I don't think about that or think about how I got here.

All I can do is cry. Crying falters.

My body, hands, feet, even my lips are shaking. My chest was very tight and cold sweat at that moment, also directly drained my face.

The gong...

The gong...

The gong...

I wiped my face, where the sound of the gong came from, who was beating the gong these nights.

His face was filled with intense anger and they were wearing cloth, which only covered up his chest, like a girl in the past.

Should I greet them and ask for help? I thought I hadn't had time to do it yet, the village girl was immediately in front of me. Pulling my hand and dragging me like dragging a maid, a slave.

They were like someone controlled by a superior, they seemed to be arranged to just do a task, to do something to me.

my feet were hit by stones, wood, sharp objects that made wounds, I felt very sore.I felt my back hit by rocks, wood.

Tears had soaked my eyeballs.

I saw the building resembles a temple. The building is very similar to the one I dreamed of. I thought, this is the same place. And now, I really am in that place.

Then I was brought into the building, I was immediately put to sleep in an amben made of bamboo, just like the amben in Mr. Surip's house. With such cruelty, I was thrown like a useless item.

I don't know if the girl is human or not. Obviously, not like humans. His eyes were blank, as if he had orders to do this to me.

Then came again, a group of village girls with the same clothes, carrying buckets filled with water. Around there are 4 village girls, some carrying a dipper made of coconut shells. There are also those who carry packages from banana leaves, which in it do not know what the contents are.

Now, there were already 8 village girls who were extremely frightening. Each of his looks evoked a goosebump atmosphere.

Aaaaaaaaaaa, huhuhuhu my tears broke through the early morning hours.

The girls' eyes turned all black. Even as charred, as if it had no eyes.

The village girl approached me and the village girls took off my clothes and stripped me naked. They all threw my clothes, all over the place, and I was dressed in rags like the village girl she was wearing.

why are you doing this to me? What's my fault, tear up. I closed my eyes, with a hiccup. All I can do is mourn my situation now.

My entire energy seemed to have been lost, only fretting in my heart.

Byurrs...

Byurrs...

Then I was watered by very cold water, yes this is not a dream I can feel the dinginya water penetrated my skin. Penetrating my bones and this water is real.

The flowers have filled my body, accompanied by water flowing into my body using a dipper. Jasmine flowers and roses filled my body, I was bathed in flower water.

My tears are now no longer visible, my sweat is no longer visible, mixed with the water. The village girls bathed me blankly. I felt my hands, my legs, my body shivering violently.

After that, I saw the village girls beside me picking up a small bamboo, which had been sharpened. The bamboo tip was very thin and sharp.

What he's gonna do to me.