SPIRIT AND DEATH

TRAGEDY 3

It's been a night since I've lived in this house, like something's been waiting for me something I don't understand, something I can't think of, and apparently something I don't like.

For most people, the night is the best and best time to rest but it is different from me. I slept well enough during the day and was disturbed at night.

Geez, it's 23:00 wib. Without realizing it, I've already spent a lot of time in this room. I rushed to clean myself up and came out of the room to fill the stomach that felt empty. "I'm so hungry" I said as I walked quickly in search of food.

"Hopefully my favorite food is still on the table" I said as I walked closer to the table. Sure enough, it turns out my favorite chicken stew is still there and it managed to make me smile widely.

But I don't want to eat here because it feels so lonely. "I'd better eat in the room." I brought food and drinks to my room. Slowly, I enjoyed my meal.

35 Minutes passed. "Done ..." I said as I raised my hands up with laughter and a burning spirit. Light eyes, full stomach, fresh body, but I feel lazy to bring my dirty dishes leftovers to the kitchen.

Should I just put this dirty plate on my room table? But I was worried that it would cause an unpleasant smell in my room.

"Huh, I have to take this to the kitchen." I said grumbling and walking lazily.

Upon arrival in the kitchen I immediately washed and arranged my dishes and dinner glasses, after this I intend to return to my room. As usual I passed the dining table before arriving at my room.

But just a few steps past the dining table, I heard a thin but piercing sound in my ear.

"Cap cap cap cap cap cap cap cap cap cap cap cap cap cap cap cap cap." It was like the sound of someone eating very well, when I passed the table, there was no one there.

It sounded so loud and wet that it provoked my fear. Curious because I was sure of what I saw before that there was no one there, I ventured to look at the dining table.

A woman with a stature similar to my mother's. Seeing this, I felt relieved, it turned out to be my mother.

"Mother? " my broom while walking towards him. My fear began to decrease even though all this time I had never heard Mom eat by making a sound like that because usually Mom said pamali.

The first call I had done but mother did not give a response, maybe she ate too good I thought.

"Mom ... "my broom gently while holding Mom's right shoulder. But when I looked I was so surprised that I took a few steps back.

I screamed hysterically, I was so shocked to see Mom's pale face, her eyes white with a cold gaze as she looked at me, her mouth giving off an unpleasant smell, her teeth black, her teeth were black, his long tongue was filled with blood, like he was eating a carcass.

No, I don't recognize that face. While continuing to retreat and away from the creepy figure.

In my fear I thought about getting out of this house, I don't want to be in this house. It is like an unrelenting terror. I quickly ran out of the house the front door was locked and the key was not here (not in the door).

The figure seemed to follow me so much that it made me very scared and my legs became weak to step.

I decided to go out through the back door, the door near the old barn because there the door was only in the key from the inside and I could definitely open it, I thought.

I gathered strength and ran, this time my pace was faster than before. I opened the door towards the old barn, this was the door before heading for the exit but my steps came to a halt.

I saw a figure I knew.

"The mbok?" It seems I saw the mbok standing in front of me even though it was quite a distance away but I very clearly saw the mbok.

Slowly, I stepped closer to the mbok. "Oh my goodness, where have you been? I'm looking for the mbok. Why are all the clothes wet?" I asked while wiping the tears that had already dripped.

"Yes Non." replied the short man.

"Where's mbok from? I kept asking while crying.

"Si mbok here only kok Non." said the mbok while standing in the dark.

"Mbok, let's come here mbok! Why stand in a puddle like that? Later the mbok sick." I said while moving my right hand invites the mbok to move towards me.

"Thank you Non ...." The mbok looks stiff and cold, not as usual.

"Mbok, inside there's something mbok. There's a demon, I'm so scared." I said complaining with my voice trembling.

"Already, there is no need to fear Non, there is the mbok." said the Mbok stepped towards me.

With a certain step Mbok preceded my body and entered the house. We arrived in the living room, my eyes were on the dining table, but there was nothing there, nobody. "So it was there mbok, at the dinner table." I said as I sucked my nose water that felt liquid.

"Look again Non! There's nothing, right? "

"Yes mbok, but I am very sure to see the creature." I said as I continued walking towards the room side by side with the Mbok.

"No need Non, Mbok is not papa. "

"Don't Mbok, all this time the mbok always take care and take care of me. Tonight too the mbok has saved me from my fear Mbok."

"That's the responsibility of mbok Non." said with a straight look ahead.

"But Mbok." I said still trying to persuade.

"Already Non, preferably Non sleep, it's late at night."

"But I'm afraid Mbok .." I said while crying again.

"Not be afraid! The mbok will accompany until non Sarah falls asleep. After non-Sarah sleeps, the new mbok change clothes", back to persuade me.

"Promise and mbok!"

"Yes Non." said the mbok and I walked first to the room, I want to find clothes that are appropriate for the Mbok.

I was looking for a change of clothes for the mbok in my wardrobe, and the mbok was right near the entrance of my room. I searched and took out a batik patterned nightshirt in the hope that the mbok would wear it.

With a smile I closed the door to my closet. Unintentionally, I saw a large glass attached to the door of the closet, but from that glass I saw no one near the door of my room.

Slowly I turned my head to look at the Mbok but the Mbok was still standing there. The shadow should be in this glass just like me, I murmured in my heart.

My mind started to piqued but the mbok called me so that my mind was distracted.

"Nl ...."

" I - yes, yes mbok." I said in a stammering voice.

"Let's go to sleep fast Non, what are you waiting for? It's past midnight. " Suddenly I felt the atmosphere in my room change, which was originally warm to cold.

"OK, yes" I said as I left my wardrobe and headed to my bed.

"These are clothes for Mbok, don't forget to change the clothes y mbok ...!" I said as I lay down my body on the bed.

"Yes Non." said the Mbok with a small smile and nodded his head.

Actually I'm scared of the mbok tonight but I still feel comfortable. It's a strange feeling, speaking inwardly while continuing to close my eyes.

I was hoping that what I saw was just a hallucination, maybe because of my erratic vision so I just saw that mbok was not in the mirror, I kept trying to calm my heart.

The Mbok approached and stroked my hair, from this close enough distance, I could feel that the whole body of the Mbok was cold. Maybe because the Mbok clothes are wet and have not been changed.

"Stranquilize Non, sleep! The mbok here accompanied the Non and looked after the Non. "he said as he continued to stroke my head.

The words of the mbok were able to calm my heart and mind. "Can you please sing her a rainbow-rainbow song?"

"Yes Non, can. "answer the mbok.

"Rainbows, how beautiful you are, red yellow green in the blue sky. Your painter is great, who is it, the rainbows of God's creation".

The mbok repeated the song again, but this time there was a soft voice from the mbok. like his heart was slashed, occasional sobs sounded from his lips.

The atmosphere became increasingly frozen, somehow I felt haru, like dissolving in an atmosphere that I did not know. There was something so heavy, something so painful for the mbok.

This feeling of mine was the same as how I felt when I saw Tania's shadow singing with her sister in front of me, cold and frozen.

I thought, is this because the mbok sang it so soulfully? or am I like this because it's a song? this song is so familiar to me.

"Huuaaaaah, I'm sleepy and want to sleep Mbok, thanks for staying here ya mbok" I said with a smile.

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