Nightmare Diaries

Accident Victims on Toll Road

I just arrived in Jakarta. Because yesterday I suddenly got a call from Mr. Derry, the director of the soap opera film who happened to choose me to play the role and will shoot precisely in the Cibubur area today. I immediately moved to the location of the routing.

The schedule is very solid, moreover I have to do two soap operas at once in two days. Automatic break time is very narrow. After doing the first shoot that took a full day, the body had completely lost so much energy.

I also intend to return briefly to the apartment - which has also become my private place in the city, in the area of the Apple Garden - to rest for a while. It is not felt now the clock has shown at 3 am and the call for the filming of the second soap opera will begin at 7 am.

In order not to waste time to sleep I also speeded, breaking through the night so concentrated. It takes about half an hour to get to the Apple Garden area.

Finally, the car arrived in front of the apartment. I opened the gate first and went into the yard and approached the garage to store the car.

After turning off the car engine, removing the seat belt, before going down, I also checked some of the items in the large bag that I deliberately brought so that it was easier to prepare early.

Until it looks like something is lacking, I once again ruffled my big bag and then realized that there was one more item left behind. Those are the shoes I put on the wadrobe. It's also an important object that I will use filming tomorrow.

"Arghh!! Why forget this moment!!"

I was so frustrated because I had to go back to the city of Cibubur to take the shoes and of course my sleep became less and less. With an angry feeling, I turned the car engine back on and immediately pumped the gas into the filming place again.

But somehow when passing through the toll gate Cibubur coincided near the 500 M plong my eyes accidentally saw something lying or like someone was lying on the toll on the far right lane. From a distance of a few meters, I think it's a person or not yes or there are accident victims?

Because I do not want to disturb, I also try to medium, slow in carrying the car. It was like I felt a car tire was stepping on something because of a rather loud 'crack' sound.

Maybe it was a rock, I didn't really care about it either and stayed focused on the first goal. When I came out of the toll gate, thirst instantly ambushed my throat. From then on, I also did not have time to stuff anything in the stomach. It just so happened that there was a cigarette shop next to the gas station not far from where I was.

I went there too, pulled over. Buy a drink and Snack then sit on the front bench of the shop. My gaze turned to the tire of the car and found patches of red liquid stuck there.

Like blood and the smell is also rancid. Then I remembered the incident on the highway earlier, did not want to think of all sorts I immediately dismissed the strange thoughts.

Because it was so annoying, I got up and walked towards the tire. I cleaned the red container with the water I had left in my hand. Suddenly, from behind someone patted me on the shoulder and said, "Have it crashed, Mom?"

I was surprised, almost spitting water on the face of the other person if not detained, then turned my head. "Oh no! It's the brakes, so it's cleaned up again because it's dirty."

"Eumm, you see, there's a new guy who just got hit but hasn't been picked up."

Without hearing the response from me, the person left just like that. I also do not need to discuss it anymore because I have to rush to catch up with time to rush back to continue the journey.

After arriving at the set, I told the incident I experienced to the friends there who were still on guard, they stayed at the place because there was no place to stay in the city of Cibubur.

I took the shoes, then looked at the wall clock, there were still two hours to rest, pretty good. I also immediately returned to the apartment, not what is the important responsibility can take off fatigue for a moment in the mattress.

When I got to the toll road, I slowed down the speed of the car because it was a bit crowded like never before. There was an ambulance standing on the road. Apparently there was an accident because there was a process of someone with a cover cloth inserted into the ambulance.

"The cacian." I also went through the area quickly, impatiently waiting for a soft mattress that had been imagined.

2 Days later....

"Indra, Mama has arrived! Hurry up and keep picking you up here."

"Yes, Ma."

Today, Mama will come from poor to Cibubur to visit me. I had to pick him up at the airport. Mama said occasionally to visit her son who was busy serving a very tiring job. Mama also made a plan so that I can take a vacation on the streets with the reason for her arrival. My mom is the best woman!

Arriving at the airport, I could immediately see Mama and waved my hand. He came straight to me.

"You've eaten, son?"

"Yet, Ma. I didn't get to eat because Mama got there."

Mama laughed. "Yaudah, Mama Masakin your favorite food, will you?"

I nodded happily like a child who had just bought a new toy. Mama also got into the car, somehow Mama's expression changed drastically, silent and staring intently at me like never before cheerful and smiling.

I was confused, Mama suddenly rebuked me by saying, "You've run over people huh?"

I immediately understood the attitude of Mama who seemed to realize something was strange. Because my mother can see and feel the figure of a creature that can not be seen by ordinary humans. It is called indigo in this day and age.

I told Mama everything two days ago without cutting any parts. Starting from the first filming, back and forth because of missed shoes, there were accident victims until they met a mysterious person in a cigarette shop.

"What is your country like?" My mom looked at me so seriously. It's getting me to start goosebumps.

"Pake black jacket, black shorts."

"Shipped his jacket, isn't it?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Everything?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"This is the guy in the car."

Like in a lightning strike in broad daylight, I almost fainted hearing it. My body felt weak. So, the person I met yesterday was the victim who wanted to tell me that the body had not been removed. Because I didn't mind him finally following me. That's the conclusion I came to from Mama's answer. Mama said her face was broken. Oh my god, it's goosebumps!!

That night Mama invited me to go to the highway to send some prayers so that the spirit of the victim did not walk again in my car