
The girl pushed me hard. Until I fell backwards.
"Aaauww..... Sakiiit!" I said weakly.
With some energy left, I tried to touch the part I felt the most pain in. My back head seems to be getting wet, bleeding. Stripping a rock tucked between the roots of a stocky tree.
Increasingly, my vision began to blur seeing everything. Lips are also used to talk. It was so sad to get back to facing them.
Plus my eyes slowly began to shut and could not see anything. Even though I was still conscious, and could hear everything.
"Angela, how is this?" ask a girl I don't know, because her eyes are closed and can't be opened.
"He fainted or is he still alive? Angela, how?" ask for other voices.
Silence, for a moment there was no sound. Until he heard again his evil plan.
"Ehmmm..., I know!" it seemed to be the voice of Angela, who might be the leader of them.
The sound of footsteps of some people sounded away from me. I feel like running on this opportunity. But what power, my body is still limp, can't go.
Before long, the sound of footsteps began to sound again approaching. Then it felt like someone lifted my head slightly, and hooked up something that might be like a rope. Right on my neck that's tied tight.
"Angela, what are you doing?" ask one of the girls who might have been here.
"Angela, we can get into trouble this way! Whose rope is that?" the other sahut.
"Sstt..... Don't! The park is deserted. I remember when there was a big rope behind the bathroom. It probably belongs to this park officer."
It seemed like the voices of the other girls were starting to sound frightened, and only dared to speak softly to cover up the crime. While a girl who may be named Angela, is still trying to persecute.
" Errrghh.
The longer, the tighter the rope strangled me. Some of the girls were horrified to see something. But it looks like Angela won't let go of her intentions to me.
"Angela, if he." said one girl stopped.
"If he lives, we will be doomed. Let me clean it up!" the voice of the girl who was still fastening the rope, sounded confident while doing so.
My breath feels so tight. My body also began to lift, until my feet no longer stepped on the ground. But this girl was not satisfied to see me who could only wriggle without a sound. Until finally...
" EERGHHHHHHHN.....AAGH... UHUKK.., " cried out with all my might, until it coughed.
I can breathe again. I was in the hospital with a lot of people I knew. Sitting on my bed as usual.
"So that was a dream? It feels real?" I said patting my cheek, realising that this was back in my world again.
"Why you?" the sound from the bed next door sounded in the ears.
"Eh, you woke up because of my screams huh? Sorry!" I said to Ronald.
"I woke up before you opened your eyes. But Tumben, Azzam didn't wake up too? Though your behavior to make the bed vibrate violently. I called you from earlier you didn't answer."
"Then anyway? Where's mommy from?" I pointed at the bed they used to use.
"Say he went to mushola. Night prayers to beg to be healed all."
"What time is it?" my many.
"Amorning and half three in the morning. Why?"
"Then, I also want to pray the night before."
"Yes, this is called sunnah prayer. That is, if not done is okay, but if done gets a reward. So it's better to do it, even if it's not done, it doesn't get sins either."
"Oh, interesting. Honestly, I really want to learn what you have right now. But I haven't found the right person yet, to explain my question more deeply."
"Just ask the same brother Azzam, so as not to cause slander if I explain. I still have a lot to learn, too" I said.
"Azzam's? Haduh.... Instead of being answered, there are even wrestling."
"God willing, if the question is good, it will also be good for the answer. The important thing is that you really intend to do it, not just in your mouth."
"Interesting.... How fascinating....!"
"What?" my many.
"You.... Uh, that means your explanation."
"Yes, tomorrow I will ask Yumna to find books that you can read to deepen your faith. If something's stuck, you can ask us, but it's better for a fellow man."
"Astaghfirullah..," said brother Azzam suddenly woke up from a dream.
"Why, Brother?" I was shocked and almost fell off this bed.
"Eh.... I'm still here?" he said look left and right.
"What dream sister? A hint from Lita? Nih, brother drink first" asked me while handing him a bottle of mineral water.
Azzam took a drink from my hand. Nosediving its contents instantly nearly half of it. He seemed relieved once he began to realize this was already in our world.
"I dream about a lake with blue water. Unlike the blue color of the water usually, but it is a beautiful sight. There, I saw a woman sitting alone on the limestone surrounding the lake."
"Then? What's your brother doing there?" I started to get serious.
"Ehem.... There was another woman on Azzam's mind. That made him dream about it," said Ronald had made Azzam almost upset, but soon I pat his shoulder to make more calm.
"Astaghfirullah's..... This guy took a long time too huh. Can I have a room split up?"
"May, if you want to go to another room it's okay. The important thing is that Aish stays in this room with his mother and me" he mocked.
"Sister, just continue! Hey, Ronald....please take care of his mouth first can not? I've been patient enough with your nagging attitude like a duck. I've been calling Ronald your duck for a long time, yeah," I threatened to get upset with him.
"Istighfar, Aish," Azzam recalled.
"Astaghfirullah's. Until I get carried away with my emotions I'm beating on him."
"I'll continue the story. It seems to have something to do with where Lita lives," said Azzam made me start to get excited again.
"okay... Excuse me. Please continue!" ronald's words raise the right hand, as a code of permission.
"So the woman sat looking at the lake, and looked very sad. Even though I only saw it from behind."
"Certainly? Brother deletin' him?" my many.
"I just stayed in place. Still digesting events that look like real. Because I've never seen the girl before, don't even know where the funds are?"
"Then, how did you know that it had something to do with Lita's house?"
"Well, while I was still confused, the girl turned to me. He smiled, and said that it was his favorite lake if you were nervous. Just don't I know who he is? And why are you asking me to talk? Until the girl confessed, that she was named Lita. I barely recognized him, because his face wasn't as pale and blue as a corpse in a morgue. "