Last Descendants Infinix

Last Descendants Infinix
Eps. 39 Hypnosis



Every morning Dirga for one month often scream fear, sometimes shouting loudly and also angry for no reason.


“Buk...!”the sound of books and bags slamming into the floor. The books, bags, and stationery on Dirga's study desk were scattered on the floor. Dirga felt the figure of a man who used to come to him at night even though it was still afternoon. He was upset at the figure he was seeing now. Because of the nearby stationery, he took and intended to throw at the figure.


Hadwan and Elsa, who were packing, ran to her son's room. Sure enough they found Dirga who was emotional and many items scattered on the floor.


“Dirga... calm son, this father.” try to calm his son.


“Go from here. I told you I didn't know. I don't know that, but why are you still forcing me ?” dirga shouted at the figure of the man in front of him. He got more emotional because the figure did not go, then he took the baton on the table and would hit the head of the figure.


“Aah...stop ! Stop, don't hit your dad !” elsa shouted hysterically as she ran towards Dirga and tried to stop him. Hadwan took the baton from his son's hand and threw it on the floor.


“buk...” the sound of the stick falling to the floor resuscitating Dirga consciousness. He realized that what he saw was an illusion of shock and fell on the floor after he learned that he was going to hurt his father.


“Hiks... hiks..” the sound of broken cries. Hadwan immediately embraced his son and calmed him back down.


“What's wrong.. You'll be fine. Mom and Dad will take you somewhere. Let's go now.” embraces her son then walks out of the room with Elsa.


“You get in the car first. I'll take my bag.” said Elsa went to her room and took her bag and immediately rushed after her husband and child. Not long after, the three of them headed somewhere.


Three days earlier, after seeing the deteriorating state of Dirga hallucinating, Elsa and Hadwan discussed what to do with the child. They searched for information in newspapers, the Internet and also asked some people until finally there was an acquaintance Hadwan who told and suggested to try hypnotic therapy.


They seek and collect various literature on hypnotherapy and the benefits and effects of it. After considering, they finally decided it would not hurt to try because of the high chance of happiness. It is proven from many patients who initially rat phobia is no longer afraid of mice after following hypnotherapy. There are also patients who were traumatized in the past that made him feel guilty for life recovering instantly from his depression.


The car stopped at a Chinese-accented house with gray walls and white pillars. Hadwan and Elsa take Dirga out of the car.


“Where are we going Ma? Dad took me where?” ask Dirga to her parents. He looked at his parents in turn, then crawled the house in front of him. The house that he thought was strange was seen from the unusual paint color with a shape that was not familiar to him.


“Already come on in. This is my friend's house. Later you will know, son.” said Elsa as she walked into the house with her husband and son.


Dirga walked into the house whose paint color is dominant red on the inside. Many Chinese ornate ornaments are displayed in it. There was a pair of frog-shaped statues biting a coin flanking a long chair. On the door there is a hexagon-shaped glass hanging on almost every door of the room in the house. In the window there is a hanging decoration inscribed with Chinese letters with the dominant color of gold.


There was one large room with a closed door that hung a ying-yang symbol decoration in front of it. The smell of incense was smelled all over the house even though no one seemed to be burning the incense.


“Master Ah tong...” greet Hadwan as the old man sits before him. The man in black with long braided hair stared briefly at Hadwan and then turned to look at Dirga.


“So this child who was last Mr. Hadwan told me yes...” looked at Dirga with a probing gaze but did not ask further because Hadwan had previously told all the problems faced by his son to the master Ah tong.


“Come directly into the room only.” invite master Ah tong to stand up from his seat and enter the room where two people previously came out.


Dirga who does not know anything about who is the master of Ah tong and also what will be done to him remains seated when his parents are standing.


“Why keep quiet, son. Let's follow the master Ah tong.” said Elsa pulled her son's hand but Dirga took off her mother's hand.


“Do not want ma. Dirga want to be on apain ?” refused his mother's invitation.


“No son, master Ah tong will help you and will not hurt you. According to the same father, be a good child.” said Hadwan explained slowly while holding his son's hand.


After hearing a brief explanation from his father, he finally complied and walked into the room.


Dirga sat on the black chair that had been provided on the east side. He stared at the glass display case with wooden swords and other objects that were foreign to him in the room. There is a large urn in the corner of the room. The aroma of the incense in the room was very concentrated and it made him slightly dizzy from the unusual inhaling such a scent.


Master Ah Tong walked over and headed to where he was sitting.


“Rileks only son...” said master Ah tong while leaning Dirga's head against the soft seat back. He pulled out a silver-colored daze clock from his pocket. He then held the clock chain and swung the slow clock he was holding.


“Follow wherever the movement of the swing of this clock.” is clear master Ah tong while continuing to swing the watch in his hand.


Dirga obeyed the words of master Ah tong. His eyes followed the clock to the right and to the left.


“Now think about the last thing or incident that bothers you.” while continuing to swing the clock and speed up its swing. Dirga re-imagines the mysterious disappearance of Raneea as well as the figure of the man who annoys her every night while continuing to grapple with the motion of the swing of the clock.


SERIATE....