
...Mary ...
...(.(.The trapped soul)...
...#9...
...*****...
"I've noticed lately that you've been holding back your hunger? If you're hungry, you better join your friends!" I said to Mary who was looking at her horde of friends.
Yes they are partying like it, someone gave sajen on the mahogany tree which is thousands of years old. There are also some human fetuses and ari-ari that are deliberately disposed of in the hospital or dumped in garbage.
"But you won't be friends with me anymore? Because of the fishy smell of my food?" reply weld.
"Hurry up or I'll change my mind!" I smiled at him, it was funny to see his expression.
Maria squinted her eyes, looking at me in wonder. "Are you serious? You're not kidding, are you? Why are you suddenly acting like this?" Maria railed against me with a lot of questions.
"I should've gotten used to that kind of thing." I looked at those who were fighting over their food.
"I don't understand, what's wrong with you?" ask again with a surprised face.
"Here you go, hurry up and you won't be part of it!" I glared at her.
She smiled sweetly at me too. It makes my heart at peace to see that innocent smile. I don't know why I've been waiting for that smile lately?
"Do I have to try to eat their food? Someday I'll eat it .. and do I have to get used to it from now on?" I keep wondering in my heart.
Honestly, even in my little heart I don't want to eat it. It's a hard choice.
"Tino! Come here!" maria shouted as she waved her hand.
"What's wrong? I'm just here." I shouted.
I'm not ready to try it. Yeah, try eating their food.
The blood of humans who are scattered does not escape from their licks, human pus wounds, baby ari-ari, destroyed fetuses, and many more. Do not forget sajen in the form of flowers and coffee and tea also did not escape their suction.
Even the leftover side dishes on the table that are not closed can not be separated from their licks the subtle creatures. Disgusting indeed, but I will also be like them sooner or later.
"Try this!" Maria gave me a little black coffee, she taught me how to sip it. Of course it's just the sari they suck.
Just a cup of coffee, nothing maybe I should learn to try it.
"I have never and do not like coffee, but black coffee like this."
"It's okay, you try and learn from now on! You'll get used to it later." Mary kept the glass on me, she purposely put it on my lips.
"Easy! I don't want to and don't force you! I'm not dead!!" I was angry and raised my voice.
"If you don't want to, you suck."
Silent...
We dissolved in each other's minds looking at the lake that was in front of us.
"Oh yeah, yesterday I'm sorry I wasn't around you .. when you needed a friend." Maria looked at me with her dark eyes.
"It's okay, maybe it's true if I overdo it. I was too scared to die. I'm too afraid to accept the truth." I keep looking at the lake in front of me, maybe I will become the inhabitants of this lake later. I can only smile wryly.
"Then, what are your plans?" ask Maria.
"What plan? I don't know." I asked him back.
"Who the hell did Metta call?"
"So, I don't know either. How could someone possibly know when my brother left and came home, weird, right?" my answer.
"Oh yes Maria, can I also take a walk outside this hospital?"
"You mean you want to get out of this hospital?" ask Maria.
I nodded my head. "Yes." Yeah."
"It could be that your stamina is enough, you just train it out of the hospital gate to get as far as 5KM first!" Mary pointed at the hospital gate and measured the path with her index finger.
"You think we're in Naruto's story? Remember, we're playing in the story 'Maria (The locked soul)' You're joking." Maria clucking my head rough.
"Aww!!" I screamed because I was sick. "Hey, are you a woman or not? It's so rough being a woman." I grimaced in pain and stroked my own head.
"You're here, we're talking seriously and joking." Answer with a ketus.
"Hey look, who is he?" I whispered to Mary, for from that moment I saw a pair of eyes that were watching us.
A ghost remained behind the tree staring at us, its aura so strong.
"Let's go over there!" how desperate is this Maria. I followed him from behind.
"Who are you?" Maria asked him but his eyes still radiated resentment and anger.
"I've never seen you here before?" say Maria again.
The female ghost remained silent, I shuddered to see her.
The face was full of incision wounds and also pus coming out of his hands and feet, his stomach was enlarged like a pregnant person, unkempt hair and thick blood dripping slowly in the eyes.
"You just died, huh?" Maria asked again, still silent and still looking grudgingly at us.
I'm so grumpy, is he deaf? Or can't talk?
"We're back!" I pulled Maria's arm, but when we wanted to go back, the ghost spoke.
"Help me!" he said with a voice that was shaking and hoarse.
We turned to her, and Maria and I looked at each other.
"Why are you asking us for help?" I asked the ghost.
"Tell me, what can we do for you?" ask Maria.
"I was killed." he replied.
"Then why does your aura feel so evil?" I asked spontaneously.
Maria pinched my arm, and the ghost stared deeply at me.
"Sorry.." I said wrongly.
"Mary. Isn't your name Maria?" The ghost asked and looked at Maria with a grin.
"How did you know?" Mary felt strange about the ghost. "And why are you in so many wounds?" continued again.
"The color I die is being carried by my husband's first wife." He replied with a stern look.
"What does this have to do with us? What can we help you with?" I asked him, what kind of volunteer power agency are we?
"I need Mary to get into my husband's body, I miss my son." He said with a woo.
"Why should Mary? Why not just you?" ask again.
"That's it, you just get out of here!" Maria was just silent from now on, I don't know what she was thinking.
"Mary, please.." she said.
"Can't, sorry." Maria pulled my arm and walked away from the ghost.
"What's wrong? You seem to be thinking a lot?" I asked Maria who had just been quiet as if thinking about something.
"I know who he is, he's trying to trick me." Mary stopped her steps, and I stopped immediately.
"TRICKed you? Wh why? Who's she?"
"You should never be fooled by a ghost, a ghost is a lot of gimmicks like a genie." Maria looked at me like she had a fear she was hiding.
Means I don't have to trust him, dong? The Strange Mary.
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