Mayangs

Mayang 10

"Lho ... Mayang why?" The rose was surprised to find her son lying weak. He could not see the blood dripping from the poor woman's mouth.

"Ng-not know, Mom was suddenly in immediate pain gini fit in the car. So, I take it out, vomit blood with needles" Azmir said. The rose covers the body of the child, then checks the body temperature. Normal. There are no signs of illness or how.

He held the bracelet that Mayang was wearing at the time. His expression suddenly changed. As if knowing the cause of why his son became like this.

"Where's this bracelet coming from? There was no feeling before" asked Rose.

"I can do it, Mom. Old grandpa stopped by for coffee. Because May likes it, so I love it" Azmir replied.

"The door is strange" said the Rose as she kept her eyes on the bracelet.

"Oh, yes, Mom. Earlier, Mbah gave jasmine flowers again to May. But don't know what it is. Maybe told to eat again" said Azmir while showing the jasmine flowers. The grandmother who had just been silent, approached Azmir and took one petal of jasmine.

"This is no ordinary jasmine. I was recited a mantra. Tell May to take a shower with this flower later," said the grandmother gave her advice. Azmir refused and permission to leave.

***

Upon awakening, May felt an excruciating pain in her chest. Interspersed with a cry, he thought of a fate line that he would hate for a lifetime. "Why should I?"

"I'm in, huh?" said someone out there. Without waiting for an answer from Mayang, the figure opened the door and entered.

"Udah better? Yuk, eat first," Azmir asked while helping Mayang wake up.

Mayang was still sobbing, regardless of what pain was dominating his heart at this moment. Coughing blood was quite surprising, plus the release of three medium-sized needles. What is this sign? Is there anything that would be a mystery again?

"Mas .. I am tired. Until when do you think gini continues? Mending me to die," said Mayang. Azmir instantly showed a furious expression.

"Yes, continues? You left me that? We want to get married again. Don't talk macem-macem." He got up and turned around. Trying to resist emotional turmoil. He does not like people who are easily desperate and choose to die. For him it was a perverted and foolish way out.

Mayang is crying. His desire to leave is becoming more and more. Everyone was cursing at this moment. Also, the fetus that is in the womb, should it be maintained? He even felt disgusted if he had to take care of this baby later.

He wanted to hate but was afraid that bad things would happen to him.

Azmir turned around and approached. He was drawn by that increasingly thin body. Hugging her in the arms and warmth of affection. He was not angry; really. Just don't like it when the person he loves talks about dying.

"Sorry, I have to be firm this time to you. I don't like you talking like that. Abstinence, we want to get married again. The day you have been waiting for a few years. We will be happy, dear, but not yet" Azmir told Mayang. Wishing that the woman did not grow up because of her words earlier.

"Don't cry. Eat first, will you?"

***

"Grandmother ...," call Mayang. He knocked on the door slowly.

"Not locked."

Mayang is now standing in front of his grandmother who is sewing clothes. He stared with pity, hoping this time to find a bright spot. However, seeing the nature of his grandmother who tends to be stubborn and likes to hold, it seems to take even more effort. She was sure that her grandmother knew about this.

"Is May getting duffed? From whom?" ask May. His grandmother looked up, directly looking at him sharply.

"Vomiting blood out the needle does not mean getting sucked. Try to see a doctor, who knows there are other diseases," replied his grandmother.

"Already, Grandma. After eating, Azmir accompanied me. The doctor said nothing. Normal," said Mayang insisted.

The old woman snorted softly. "Grandmother did not see any characteristics of being sucked. Get out, grandma's gonna take a break."

Mayang ... This time he again failed to find an answer. The riddles that God arranged for her were so complicated. resigned to the circumstances, what is the reason Mary inhabits this body? He had to share his body with another soul. He does not like it if he always feels his consciousness is divided in two. He dislikes and hates when Mary hurts himself or others.

He hates all that. Mary should have died and never existed.

"Mas ... Doesn't that Maria want to get out of my body?" may asked as the two sat in the garden chair.

Azmir turned his head, glanced at him briefly, then threw a glance at the grass below. "Say your mother, yes. He doesn't want to go out. Unless you die, too" he replied. May was silent and lowered. He did not expect to face such a big problem. Maria is selfish, not giving up. If Maria wants to leave, Mayang must die too.

"May, we have to fight again to find a bright spot. I don't want us to get married but this is not over" Azmir said. Mayang was still at home with his position earlier; lowered his head and remained silent without saying a word.

"Oh, yes. How was the jasmine flower yesterday?"

May looked, trying to remember.

"Still in the room, in the vase," he answered.

"Said mom yesterday you took a bath sprinkled with that flower."

"Ehm, okay. I'll take a shower."

***

May's stomach is starting to bulge. Pregnancy age is five months. He always wears a wide shirt so he is not visible. Now, he rarely leaves the house. Fear if there are neighbors who are suspicious and spread slander.

"Yes if they believe what really happened. If no? For them to have two souls, one body is only in dramas. Where it might exist in the real world," he murmured inwardly.

'I'm back ....'

May was silent, but her eyeballs were wildly searching for the source of the sound.

'I came back and took that promise.'

A promise?

"Who are you? Get out! Don't be a coward!" snapped Mayang while continuing to retreat to the wall. Really, he was scared. Eve in her room changed drastically. Cold and unusual. The curtain blasts roughly by itself. The dim light also flickered itself. Like someone intentionally played it.

'I am you, and you are me.'

May cried, she covered her ears with both hands. He hated hearing this voice.

"Go! Don't bother me, what do you want?"

'I want the promise they used to say!'

The voice snapped violently. May was shocked to the point that her breath felt tight. He was trying to breathe a lot of oxygen. The woman's face flushed red, her hands occasionally seemed to tremble.

She was terrified; very.

"Ja-what promise? What's the deal with me?"

'Promise that this year I will be in complete control of your body.'

Deg ...!

Then, May will die and Mary who fully seizes this body? No, a big disaster if that happens! Mayang can't just give up his body. The devil is the devil, the spirit of man is man.

May tried to get up, fight her fears. He sought the Quran or at least a sheet of paper containing the word of Allah.

"It! You're not afraid of God? You're not afraid of who created you first, huh!" her threat was so furious. Suddenly his incredible courage made him strong. Yeah, he's tired of this game. It's time to unpack everything until nothing else becomes a puzzle.

The figure laughed loudly. Bak laughed at Mayang's words just now.

'I was not created by anyone! I was formed because of something in the past. You know that?'

May shook her head, then she quickly ran out. Of course it passed through the living room where the mysterious mirror was placed. Kadir had not put it in Mayang's room, because after the big incident that night, he was staying at his co-worker's house. That's right, he was thrown out the rose.

Mayang slowed down the road as it was about to pass through that mirror and ....

A figure similar to her smiled broadly—to be right under the eyes.