SLANDER

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The sound of the dog's howl was unpretentious from within the forest, the blowing night wind added a mystical impression to anyone who was outside the house at this time. From a distance, a motorcade of people carrying a coffin while chanting holy verses. While being excited, the wind came flying the coffin cover of the corpse and the body that had been wrapped in white cloth with a lot of blood stains splattered out.

"Astaghfiullah! Oh God!" Excited some of the mothers who took part in delivering the corpse of his last residence

The sound of dogs howling again sounded from the forest, the increasingly strong wind made them even more worried

"Sir ustadz how is this?" Ask the fathers of a man wearing white clothes with a turban on his head

"Hurry up and get the body down and put the cover back on, we're gonna have to take this body back in the bath." Calls mr. ustadz

The cry of a mother broke, it seemed like the corpse was one of his family members. Along the way home, the barking of the dog never stops.

"How is this buk, I increasingly believe that this is all the terror of Aida." The whisper of a mother to a friend beside her, although she whispered but still clearly heard my ear

In the last three days there have been three villagers who died unnaturally. All the bodies were found undressed and bathed in blood on his body as well as incision wounds all over his face and arms. All events that occur are always related to the people with the death of Aidah. The pregnant woman who had just moved to our village died four days ago. After his death many strange events happened to this village.

I'm Nur. I live with my mother in a remote village in North Sumatra, I am now 19 years old. I had just finished high school and stayed in the village because I could not continue my education. My father went to Borneo and became a palm oil worker there. My mother is Ijah who works as a farmer in this village.

"When only four days had he died, the time had passed." The mothers still seem to be talking about the dead man.

"It's not good to talk about people who have been called to God." I'm already not good at hearing the talk of those who turn to other silly things

"Alah Nur, you know what parents say. You were born yesterday." Desi's mother cried to me, she is the gossip lady in my village. Every day, the woman must always go around the village to find friends to preach or just chat.

I just fell silent and sat near them with my mother because the body had reached her house again. The caretakers dropped the coffin which still contained the late father Sauki who died earlier that afternoon. He was found lying in his garden with cuts all over his body and without a thread on his body. Blood still flows from the white cloth even though the cloth had been replaced this afternoon.

"Nur you are his neighbor Aidah, when you did not see anything strange from him before his departure." Desi's mother looked at me, I could only be silent and looked at the mother beside me.

"We don't know anything Desi, when news of the son of Aidah is no longer alive." Now my mother answered and told me everything we were doing at the time.

"Fathers like mothers all like the deceased we can not bury tonight, the rain has begun to fall and the deceased we still bathe again." Urgadz from inside the house.

Nur and several residents returned to their homes and were partly in charge of guarding the bodies tonight. Residents rushed to their homes, afraid they would see apparitions that have recently unsettled residents. The clock was still showing at half-eight in the evening, but the village was already very quiet. Sayup-sayup only heard the sound of chanting sacred verse from the residence of the late father Sauki. Nur who had wanted to sleep felt restless because he heard the sound of crying babies from beside his house.

He got out of his bed and opened the window of the room which was locked with a rope. Nur looked out of the house, he saw a mother was carrying her baby in the house of Arman husband of the late Bu Aidah. Seeing that Nur could only resignedly befriend the mother's sleeping song. Nur closed the window again but when he was about to hook the rope to my head stuck in the wall of the room, the baby's cry sounded very close to his room now. Nur opened the window of his room, the mother was no longer in the house. The baby's voice is still clear and occasionally interspersed with the sound of crying from a woman.

"Nur... Take care of Nur's older brother..." The voice of someone surprised Naya, she saw that next to the window of the room there were already standing mothers who had hair covering her face.

Nur's feelings began to fret, the howls of dogs were heard from a distance, the rain that had poured down the village now only seemed to drizzle.

"Sister... Brother don't come outside let's go in, let Nur open the door from the outside." Nur ventured to talk. The woman laughed at Nur's words and looked at Nur who was still standing in front of the window

Nur's eyes widened when he saw the woman's face was Aidah who died four days ago. His body he could not move, cold sweat was already pouring out of his body. His mouth was silent, now Aidah approached and looked at Nur with his mystical smile. The baby he was carrying little by little changed color to charred black.

"Tongue..." Only that word could come out of Nur's mouth

"Nur, why is the window opened son." Ijah's voice made Aidah instantly disappear from Nur's presence, and Nur's body collapsed into a limb and was unconscious

"Yes Allah! Why are you son?!" Ijah ran and took his daughter

"Nur! Wake Nur! Help u! Help me!" Ijah was already crying tears looking at his daughter's face that began to turn pale

"Nur why did you faint Mak?" Excited the fathers who came

"Mamak did not know, just now when the mamak entered Nur standing in front of the room window. Mom had heard from outside she was talking to someone, but she didn't see it when she opened the room."

"Had Mak, maybe Nur was tired." Said the Imam as the village head in the village

Ijah could only cry to see the state of his daughter now. The fathers left Nur's residence and returned to guard the night. Ijah went to close the window of his daughter's room, as the wind blew making a sound of a crackling from the window that hit the wall. Ijah was shocked and hurriedly closed the window, faintly heard the cry of a baby from a distance, while the howl of a dog was still unpretentious from the village forest.

Tonight Ijah accompanied his daughter to sleep, he was afraid that something would happen to his daughter, given the terror that was going on in his village, making his body instantly goosebumps. Ijah laid his body beside Nur who was still unconscious, the rain that had stayed drizzling was now back rushing with strong winds.

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Kumandang adhan dawn was heard from the end of the village, there stood a musholla which has always been a place of worship for villagers from before. Ijah saw to his side, Nur was still sleeping with a blanket on his body, it seemed like his daughter was cold. Ijah went from the bed to the bathroom to wash his face and take the water. Usually Ijah always wake Nur to perform prayers together, considering the incident last night Ijah undo his intention because he felt sorry for his daughter.

Nur heard I looked at Adzan and immediately woke up from his sleep, he said hamdalah because it had been three days I saw the adhan inaudible and only this morning was heard again. Nur looked at the window, he recalled the incident last night. Is that just his dream? But the incident was so real, he still remembered Aidah who requested that his son Nur take care.

Nur recalled the time before Aidah died, the woman he called his sister was very beautiful and kind. Aidah and Arman her husband moved to a new village for a month, and when they moved many residents said that they were expelled from the village next door because they had committed a relationship before it was legal as husband and wife. The rumor apparently reached the ears of Aidah and made him have time to lock himself in his house.

Arman as her husband could only persuade Mak Ijah and Nur to comfort his wife. Seeing the Aidah who began to rise from the fall of Arman decided to go to the city looking for work, because this village almost all of its citizens work as farmers only. Arman cannot rely on the salary that comes when the harvest season arrives.

One day before his death, Aidah had visited Nur's house to persuade him to accompany him later tonight at home. But at that time it turned out that Nur and Ijah were spending the night at his brother's house in the next village. That's what Bu Nita said to Aidah when he came to his house.

The next morning when Nur and Ijah returned home, there were many villagers who shrouded behind the house of Aidah. Nur asked a man who was going there too.

"Sir, what's going on there? Why so many people?"

"Nur's tongue, he killed himself." Excited the father as he walked back

Nur Tida believed it and came running towards the back of the house. His eyes widened when he found that the body of Aidah was still hanging on the guava tree, his heart ached to see the body of the woman he called the brother there was an incision in his arm and leg. Her face was blue as if she had been beaten up, where perhaps the woman had hurt herself and decided to commit suicide.

Arman, who had just returned home from the city that morning, also seemed to cry roaring in front of his wife, and a few minutes later fell unconscious.

"Sir who hung Aida's brother?!" Nur's cry broke out seeing the state of Aida like that

"What do you mean Nur! You saw him hanging himself!" Ketus Pak Sahrul husband of Bu Nita.

Nur shook his head, he couldn't believe Aidah was doing all that. Even though Aidah was sad, but he never said he would end his life.

"Come sir, help lower Ms. Aidah. We have to immerse him immediately." Exclaimed mr. Kades to the fathers who were in that place

When it was lowered everyone grew shocked to see the stomach of Aidah who had deflated. When mothers start cleaning their Aida, they cry hysterically at the umbilical cord hanging from **********, and the cord is disconnected

"Oh God! Abaghfirullah!" Excited those mothers

Nur who witnessed all those events could only shed tears, how could a person as good as Aidah could die under such circumstances.

Nur could not see her state of concern, she ran to the house and cried in her room.