Random Horror Stories

The ground of my tomb is still wet, Mas (1)

“Mas, Mas, wake Mas.” Sarah shook my body slowly.

So tired, the sound of the rain ripples clashing with the tile, unable to wake me from sleep. I blinked, looking at the window, it was dark.

“You're home? I slept late, Sarah. I'm so tired, sorry, yes,” I told him.

However, when these eyes had opened perfectly, I was shocked. The gems Sarah wore were soaked and filled with mud.

“Loh, why are you like this? Falling, huh?” manyworry. She was pregnant with my son.

Sarah smiled smirkingly. “No papa, Mas. It was just a splash of people passing by. Oya, Mum. Quickly to my father's house. It was like someone had an accident and died.” His voice vibrates. He must have been afraid of being surprised at once.

“Accident? Died off? Who?”

“Already. Just go there, look first. I'm going to clean this body!” said Sarah moving towards the bathroom in the back.

I'm still confused. And feel weird at once. Not that he said he would buy martabak, why not bring martabak. Then I locked the front door, why did Sarah get in?

Shaking my head to dismiss the mind is not –not it. Now is not the time to think the weird – weird. He will explain later.

Without thinking any longer, I grabbed the jacket I took off earlier and went to the house of in-laws. See who's in an accident and died. What Father? Not likely. He even stopped riding because he said his eyes did not see the road. Did Tomy my brother-in-law call –button? Could be. The High School boy was again labile –labilnya. Sarah and I raise our hands.

Yeah, only Tomy's on my mind right now. When opening the door, the motor that Sarah had been using did not exist. Loh, left where the bike is.

Again –again, I feel that's not what matters. I rushed too. Rain by running. After all, the house-in-law was not too far away, only about 800 meters from the house we occupied. This is about the passing of someone who is none other than Sarah's family who is also my family.

Honestly, I don't distinguish between my family and mine. I treat them the same.

Getting there, it was true that there were already a few people in sight. My step was stopped when I saw my motorbike parked in the courtyard of the house-in-law with a ringsak condition.

What the hell's going on? Did Tomy borrow a motorbike to Sarah because the motor why –napa? The motorbike is not at home. With the condition severely damaged so, it is clear that those who have an accident will not be able to survive.

However, what is the importance of being sad because of the bike? I can buy it again later, although maybe by having to borrow money first or repay it. The sad thing is that the driver of the motor died. Nothing can replace his position, what else brings him back to life.

“Yes Allah, his head until it breaks.”

“Yes, how did not, he collided with the truck and dragged away on the asphalt.”

“Hem, seems to slip and tear. Truck can't brake fast.”

“So she walks alone?”

The voice of –the sayup voice was heard. I can imagine how horrible it is. These eyes even heat up as shadow after shadow as Tomy's life is taken away. It must have been very painful.

The closer I step towards home, the more I can see the sad face of – people who are there. Everyone looked sad, especially my father. He must have been hit hard.

I first approached the man and wanted to strengthen him. Saying that all who live will surely die, although this is not easy to accept it, because Tomy is a boy –boys who on his shoulders have placed great expectations of the family.

However, again –again, once it was close and seen the person who was in the room, I was surprised by the figure of Tomy who was beside the Father.

“To –tomy?”

Then who was the dead body that was lying stiff in the direction of the room? My mother-in-law? Did ya? But since when did the old lady get on the bike?

“Mas Affan who is patient, yes,” said a man who just came and immediately patted my shoulder slowly.

Me? Why me? It was not Mr or Tomy who was asked to be patient first.

“Where are you, anyway, Fan? Why did you let him ride his own motorbike?” Lirih, my father-in-law blames me.

“If Mas Affan is busy, should be able to call me.” Tomy.

Hey, what's up, the hell is this? Why be me?

I turned my head towards the covered body and watched it for a long time. My eyes widen. After viewed –see, the body is large. Like someone who is pregnant. What possible?

Without command, I moved closer to the corpse and opened the cover to see his face.

“Sa –sarah?” stuttered surprised.

Oh my God, the collapse is my world. How could this happen...