My In-laws
Chapters 13. Getting Severe
Fadli had already started work in the city, he came home once a week every Saturday afternoon and dawn Sunday back to the city. A very short time to let go of longing with his wife and parents, but for the sake of duty, he was willing to sacrifice his happiness.
While the condition of the mother of Najah is getting worse from day to day, there is no progress at all. His body was emaciated since he was sick, lying on his back and rigid motionless on the back, only his head could be moved, all the time whimpering, screaming, swearing at himself.
"Tuhaaan, why don't I get turned off now, I'm tired, why is my fate this bad, I just want to die!" babble mother Najah crying sobbing. "I'm a fool, my mind is broken, if I hadn't gone to that curse then, it wouldn't have been my fate!"
The moans and screams of Najah's cry made Lara uncharacteristic, at first mediocre, but the more here and there ripped her soul, there was pity, and pity even Lara wanted to join in screaming.
Mother Najah, just a bunch of useless bodies, longitudinally stiff, thin dry live bones wrapped in sagging skin, sunken and sharp eyes, hair that is now no longer maintained whitened by gray hair. The body that seemed to blend with the mattress, did not move like a board, her only head that was ringing, and more strangely he ate very much, very much, not like a sick person or a normal person. The strange thing happened after he officially did not hunt prey anymore. A day of eating five times, or more if not in Lara's control.
"Laraaaa, then!!!" said mother Najah while whimpering.
"Yes mother, waituu. again to cook rice!" lara said from the kitchen.
"I'm so hungry!" Mother Najah whines like a child.
The mother Najah's bedroom is located right on the side of the road, next to the old cemetery that has been abandoned for a long time. People often pass by there, sometimes stunned sometimes shudder afraid to hear the cries of the mother of Najah who never stop.
"It's like the undead!" said one of the pedestrians passing by there.
"He eats a day many times and is ravenous, more than a normal person! But it's not healing, and his thin body is bone!" other pedestrian chimps.
"According to the ancients, it wasn't Najah's mother who ate, it was the devil in her body, so don't be surprised if she was greedy!" knock the other one out.
"Yes, I often hear from black magicians, immune studies for example, they also do not die unless they are eliminated first knowledge!"
"And my cousin died in the dibun*h after a week he eliminated his immunity test. It is said that parents, the fate of black magic people is always unlucky" he said.
Indeed, people around the author who have knowledge so also always have bad luck. There is a lot of magic, but there are still those who choose such a way. Sorry to confide!
The condition of the mother of Najah became a warm conversation of the villagers, because no one had ever experienced such a thing in their village before.
"Yahoooo!!!" shouted mother Najah sonorous.
"Yes motheraa, Lara is coming!" sahut Lara was moved to go to her in-laws room.
Lara entered the room of the mother of Najah, but she did not see the in-law in her home, she began to worry and wonder, because it was impossible for the mother of Najah to move, but in fact she was not in bed.
"I'm here, son! Hihihihi" Najah's mother chuckled at the silence.
Lara was surprised, seeing her mother-in-law in bed with a condition like people were prostrating.
"Mother?! Mother is all right? How can I get here? Must be tired!!" Said Lara panicked while stalling her hand towards the mother of Najah to get out from under the bed.
"Hehehehe, argghghrghgh!!!" Mother Najah's voice turned heavy while chuckling and growling.
"Here's the bundle, get out!" Take Lara, but the mother of Najah does not budge.
"Arghrghrgrh!"
Lara pulls the hand of the mother of Najah, but feels heavy like a rock.
"Mother don't make me worry!!" pinta Lara pleaded.
Mother Najah insisted not to get out of bed from noon to evening, Lara increasingly panicked, he asked the residents for help to get Mother Najah out of bed.
Some residents tried to bring out the mother of Najah who was in her subconscious, all the way done, but failed. Until finally they were forced to tear down the bed, so they could get the mother of Najah out of the bed.
"Istighfar bund, call it!!!" said Lara.
Others recite holy verses to ward off evil spirits and the like. Slowly the mother of Najah came to her senses and stopped growling.
Because of this incident, the mother of Najah was not allowed to sleep in bed worried that the incident would repeat itself, as a result she was forced to sleep on the floor with a mattress only.
Entering the night, the state of Bunda Najah was normal as usual, he again lay helpless, Bi Leha could not bear to go home, he decided to accompany Lara to take care of the mother of Najah.
"Son Lara, I think you should do something! This is very unreasonable" said Bi Leha concerned.
"I don't know what to do, Bi! I lay with this thing, better wait for Fadli to come let him stop his mother."
"Kabarin Fadli soon if anyone happens to be in town!" bi Leha suggested.
"Yes Bi, I'll ask the citizens for help!" lara lirih.
"Najah fell asleep exhausted, mending him sleep rather than wake up whining, whimpering, screaming no crap!" said Bi Leha while staring at the mother of Najah.
Lara pityed to see the figure of her father-in-law who lives bones, doctors and smart people have come to take turns to treat, but never healed. Lara is actually saturated in taking care of her in-laws, tired of heart and self, but she is even pity, far from angry or hate words.
It is said that people who have my knowledge rarely make people angry, especially when talking directly with the person, even though it is clearly troubling, that is the loving influence of my knowledge, we will pity him, it's wrong we want to keep his science. Naudzubillah!
From that day on, Lara focused more on caring for the in-laws, the food must be ready, because a little late the in-laws scream like starving people, even though they have eaten many times.
The waiting time has come, Fadli comes, Lara asks him to take action.
"The only way is to transfer your black magic to someone who is willing to inherit it!" Fadli.
"Where would anyone want to?! Kemaren Siti was invited here, had the same discussion mother, but you know she left this village is not news at all!" Obviously Lara.
"Yes, it is difficult to find, such people usually come alone or have long known, such as Bu Sarinah for example, not difficult to find a replacement for him!" fadli.
"But aren't we also plunging them down the wrong path?!" ask Lara.
"For sure, so I'm not so intense nyari people who want to replace mother, I don't want to sacrifice others." Fadli doesn't want to drag innocent people.
"So you have the heart to see your mother lying like this until the time you don't know when it ends?!"
"How else do you want? We have no other way but to let the mother like this, we have done various ways to treat the mother, and the doctor asked for a street drug. It means medics can't do it, only smart people!"
"What if we ask for help from my handler?" lara's Plan.
"Surely my handler who is my own great enemy, have never heard they can help, there is my ngusir who fit again memelasit people!" fadli.
"It's not wrong we try, but once the pawang kuyang has a solution how to overcome the condition of the mother because they are struggling in the world of my nation and palasit!" Lara tried to convince Fadli.
"Well, we'll meet my nearest charmer, in this village there is none, I'll ask the same Bi Leha!" Fadli agreed to Lara's proposal.
"Yes right, Bi Leha usually knew people outside the village!" lara said a little relieved.
Fadli rubbed the head of Najah's mother who was lying motionless, only her head was ringing, occasionally he looked at Fadli and Lara. His eyes were sunken yet his gaze was extremely sharp, his cheek flesh had already fused with the bones. A wrinkled and creepy face, like a witch in horror movies usually, Lara was used to such a scene.
The author was once asked "myang" to turn his body, because at that time he was alone at home, his grandchildren went somewhere, happened to be the author playing near their house, and this kuyang called the author's name asking for help behind his body to the side, because he could not move, so he would have to turn back first, his room near the children's playground, so he wanted to turn around, the door of their house was never locked, because anyone can help the sick elbow who was dying, the author was still leaked at that time, not afraid at all of him, but the aura is different, indeed different, moreover, the fit is close, the creepy vibes are very big even though it does not disturb us and already can not act anything else. Sorry to confide...
