Mayangs

Mayang 12

How it feels to be alive but dead. As if another soul were forcing its way in; wanting to rule it completely. The woman resigned. His mind was dead, not knowing what to do. His keen instincts said that there was something his family was hiding. This riddle was so complicated, he could no longer bear it.

"Mom, where's Mayang? Daritadi has not come out to eat," said Roses while wailing. May wakes up early to prepare breakfast.

"Still in the room. The child during pregnancy becomes malesan," said Dahlia.

"Mom, is it better to abort the content of Mayang? I swear to God, I didn't want that child to be born into the world." The rose stopped her eating, she was suddenly serious.

"If it was big it would be difficult to abort. The risk of life is at stake" Dahlia said.

"Yes, but, Mom ... When in this house there is a child from an inbred relationship? I'm really not willing, disgusted."

"Mending the child was born aja, later after that we send to the orphanage," said Dahlia gave advice.

"Excite, Mom."

Mayang heard the conversation. To be honest, he also did not want this child to be born into the world. However, this child is innocent. It was the savage father who took advantage of the opportunity to desecrate his own daughter. Mayang felt heartless if he had to release the baby to the orphanage.

He turned around and ran towards the room. Spilling all his emotions in one scream. He was fed up; he was bored. Tired of the game of destiny that always presses the inner. The tears of grace fill the river. Why was he punished so badly?

He cried for a long time, his emotions up and down. A few moments later, Dahlia came to look. Afraid that her grandson would get sick if he didn't eat in the morning. He came carrying a tray containing special porridge for pregnant women and a glass of milk. Not to forget Mayang's favorite bread.

Geck, tok, tok!

"Open the door, son. Eat first" said Dahlia from the outside. Mayang's gaze was empty, pointing forward. As the deaf did not hear, he ignored the voice.

"Honey ..," he called again. Out there, Roses are also waiting for Mayang to open the door.

"Please push, Mom. May rarely locks the door. Who knew he was sleeping" said the Rose. Dahlia turned the doorknob and sure enough, Mayang did not lock it.

There aren't.

Mayang disappeared.

Dahlia put the tray on the nightstand. Then, he looked for where the woman had gone.

"YES!" The sound of a loud enough cry made Dahlia shocked. The rose in the living room ran straight to her daughter's room. Dahlia's looking for the source of the sound. It looks like it's in the closet.

"AHA."

Pork!

The closet door opened, Dahlia who was standing before him was immediately aghast. May was sitting in there; curling up—what she was doing. Dahlia got up and approached, May's gaze blank, completely lifeless. His face was deathly pale, his hair was wet with sweat.

"Son .. said there, out," said Dahlia, trying to reach her grandson's hand.

"What are you here for," asked Mayang so coldly, his voice flat. Still holding on with a blank and frightening look.

"Son, let's go out. Don't be like a little kid hiding, "persuade Dahlia again. Lama Mayang was silent in his imagination.

He finally came out, but was still in a frightening state. It's weird, like it's not Mayang. Dahlia had already suspected this was Maria. The devil came again to make a promise.

Dahlia holds Mayang's wrist. Cold, stiff, like an undead. Surprised and alarmed enough, Dahlia recites the do'a-do'a. I don't know what happened but Mayang refused to talk again. His hands rested in front like paying respects to someone.

"ACH!"

"MAY!"

The woman suddenly screamed in pain as if she was being strangled by someone. The panicked Dahlia shouted for the Rose. He tried to take off May's hand which strangled himself. It's hard, the giggles are so strong. Dahlia's frail body was nothing. He just bounced because he lost energy.

"Yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the lights are so long. Mayang's eyes glanced upwards, the poor woman's entire body stiffened. Unable to see her granddaughter in pain, Dahlia immediately got up. Along with that, the rose came.

The rough curtain blazed, the lights twinkled, the air suddenly turned into a very gripping. The wind that was out of nowhere also made the atmosphere even more terrible. The woman's long hair was waving in the night wind. The rose held May's hand, trying to let go.

"I-mom .. loose, sick! Akh!"

He's having trouble breathing. A second later, Mayang's glaring gaze turned cynical. His eyes reddened, a strange smile painted on his face. The astonished rose loosened his grasp slightly.

"Don't I tell you, I came back to collect an appointment 18 years ago. Let your daughter die in my hands!" said Maria—sokosok who now controls Mayang body.

"What promise, huh? I-I don't feel like I have any promises with you! The creature is not clear!" snapping the rose is no less harsh. Maria's smile faded, her gaze turned sharp. He shook off the Rose's hand and pushed her down.

"Awww" cried the Rose. Dahlia can't do anything this time. He was afraid to face the devil. Though sorry for his own grandson.

"Darling! Conscious, Son, aware! Remember God, remember!" say the rose with the rest of its strength. Maria got up and laughed. He felt he had made that promise.

"Two Bangka, how are you?"

"Get you out of my grandson's body!"

Maria laughed again, then she crouched down right in front of Dahlia. "Try it if you can! You're gonna kill me, aren't you? Then your grandson must die too!" threaten her. Maria grabs Dahlia's hand and bites her until she bleeds. The old woman grimaced in pain. The rose that saw it immediately brushed off Maria's hand.

"OUT!"

"What's? Do you want me to hurt too? I've come here well, but you pretend you don't know. Me, a bloodthirsty creature. I want to live forever, dear."

When the Rose looked down upon her mother lying in pain, Mary quickly bit her neck and bled out blood.

"AKH, SATAN!"

The Rose's hand trembled as it held onto the scar. Maria retreated slowly while laughing loudly. Moments later, Mayang regained consciousness and he fell right on the bed.

***

When he woke up, he felt an excruciating pain in both hands. Her cry broke when she realized that both her hands were tied with rope. May is locked in a room, she can't go anywhere anymore.

"Grandmother! Why is Mayang kayak gini? It hurts," he said, sobbing. Dahlia did not answer, only took the tray containing the food and came out.

"Mother! Mom, take off Mayang's hand! Why May was tortured is like a gini ..," he said when Roses came in to see. Again ... no answer. His mother chose to shut up, this is for the good of all—including Mayang.

The woman screamed loudly. He rebelled and wanted to escape. In vain, energy is wasted.

"I want to die."