SPIRIT AND DEATH

OH, MY GOD

I was still speechless as I stood before the corpse of a middle-aged man.

My legs feel frozen and stiff, even

I can't control my body very well. Just this time I witnessed something like this, a terrible death.

I lowered my head, how could this possibly happen? while I still can't move. I looked towards my right hand, I felt something touch my fingers gently and I was not wrong this time.

I looked into the eyes of the boy who had been standing next to me and held my hand, his touch feeling very soft yet cold. Before long, when our eyes met, he smiled at me. But I didn't react, I was too tired.

My eyes did not escape from his eyes, a moment later this boy's expression changed, there was no more smile there.

In addition, his originally soft hand grip turned into a grip until I felt pain.

"Ouch .." I said, grimacing as I began to feel the pain.

My body was carried away by the little boy,

he pulled me like he was pulling the hand of a teddy bear. His strength was extremely strong, even beyond the energy limits of an ordinary boy of his age.

He ran very hard and my feet kept following him. Sometimes my body falls out of balance, she takes me running to and fro, so far away, that's how I feel.

So tired. I think we ran all night. No rest, no time to breathe. This boy is like a top-class running athlete.

Before long, as my heart continued to speak, I saw that there was a light on the corner of the street, and then

i smile. Maybe it was my way out, I said in my heart and I tried to straighten my body and strengthen it. I kept running with the boy who might have been my savior.

At the end of the road, I looked forward. Empty room? I muttered and at that moment, I wanted to confirm my vision, and then I entered the room.

I was shocked to see the corner of the room not far from the window. There was hanging a middle-aged woman who was the wife of the man I had seen hanging herself in the previous room.

He was not alone, the boy who took my hand a moment ago also came with him, hanging next to him. "Oh my God .." I said in a small voice and I covered my mouth with my right hand.

I was helpless, I really couldn't bear to see it. My whole body was weakened, it felt like the bones all over my body were disappearing. I fell down and lay on the floor. It felt like it had no energy, no strength, only tears dripping so profusely soaked the floor and tip of my right cheek.

With eyes that could not be closed, I continued to look towards the two of them. "Why? wh why? why?" My mouth makes a smooth sound nonstop. "It hurts a lot" I said.

"City .. ibuuu ... Ibuuuu .... " From outside the room, I saw the girl crying and screaming hysterically while calling her mother and sister. The girl ran into the room and hugged Mom's legs and sister's legs in turn. What a painful and heart-wrenching sight.

I could feel the pain of that girl,

she was constantly crying, screaming, and screaming. The girl hugged and kissed the legs of her mother who had been stiffened. "Oh my God .. What's my fault?" he said while crying and continued to cry until his body bent in a sitting position like prostrating.

"Tidaaak .. tidaaaak .. tidaaaak ... what is my fault and sin? so I'm punished like this?" the girl lamented her fate.

From this position, I just kept looking towards the girl while crying. I wanted to scream too, but my mouth was locked. How much suffering the girl. If I were him, I wouldn't be able to either. I might as well die with my Father, Mother, and brother. I said in my heart.

Suddenly, it felt like my heart was feeling weak, it seemed like oxygen was not flowing properly in my head. I can't feel my body anymore and it looks like I want to disappear.

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"Aaaaak .. aaaakkk .. very sick, ma'am. It hurts so much .. aaaakkk .... " Sounds a very strong scream. It seems that woman is really in pain. What the hell happened to him? I have to give him help.

I tried to straighten my body that was heavy and painful. It is like being beaten by a village, I said as I continued to raise my head and body.

The hardest part is my chest. It was so painful that it stabbed into my bones. How'this? I asked in my heart, when my body that was almost standing upright, fell back to touch the floor.

"Oh Allah .. I don't want to die here. What exactly do you want to show me again? why aren't you content to torture me," I asked something I didn't know.

Does he need help from me? just like any other spirit lost or indeed this girl has not been able to leave the earth because of an unfinished business. But isn't that girl okay? from the look of my eyes, he survived this time. Even though the sufferer is above the average human in general.

"Aaaaak .. aaaakkk .. it hurts a lot." There was a tremendous scream of pain. Right now I am standing up and moving slowly towards him.

I found out the origin of the voice, from the end of the door I saw both ends of the legs of the girl who was on a bed accompanied by two women, who helped her delivery. "She, giving birth?" I asked in a small voice while pinching both ends of my feet to see his face clearly because since then, I only looked at him from behind and to the side.

"Let's go on, Mira ... is almost out the baby!" said one of the midwives who was right near the girl's knee.

"I'm not strong anymore, Mom. It feels unable to anymore" said Mira in a voice that sounded very weak.

"Don't give up now! Your son, you must be strong."

"Aaaaakkk .. aaaaak .. " cried Mira trying to save her son's life.

"All this is very heavy because your baby is big and healthy. In addition, his position is breech. So you have to keep pushing it while adjusting your breath. Comeing! Breathe in. push. Breathe ... push!!"

From here it looks the struggle of the young girl to give birth to her baby without the support of parents, brothers, and husbands. In her pain and solitude, she continues to carry out her duties as a woman (given birth).

Actually from the beginning Mira could have aborted the content. But no, she continues her pregnancy and perhaps for Mira, her child is the only hope to have a spirit of life.

"Vaaaaaaakkk .... " There was the sound of Mira's last scream that was very strong and long.

"Siguratlaaaah .. "I said while crying and holding my chest which was very painful. "Thank God" I continued.

"Mira, sorry. We're too long, too late."

"What, Mom? Madam must be wrong. It is impossible ... " said Mira looks frightened, confused, and does not know the direction when carrying her baby boy.

"Patience, Mira .... "

"Tidaaaak .." said Mira, shouting, and she ran out of the room, as if she had no pain in her body and the door to her birth. Mira kept shouting and running like crazy. "No way ... no ...."

I moved very quickly to catch up to Mira who was running down the ridge like she was being chased by anj*ng, even she forgot the clothes that covered her lower body. With blood still melting on both legs, Mira continued to run nonstop.

From behind, it is clearly visible if Mira intends to finish her life by crashing into a truck that moves at high speed. "No ... Miraaaa .. jangaaaannn .... " I screamed to stop Mira, but it's all free, it's over.

I saw the young body rolling on the asphalt road with blood. Not only on the legs, but also the mouth, nose, both ears, and stomach.

"Astagfirullah hal azim ... Astagfirullah hal azim ... Astagfirullah azim thing .. yes Allaaaah ... yes Rob ... "I said while tugging at all parts of my hair because I was very upset, why I was not able to do anything.

People were running towards the white, clean and smooth body that was now bathed in blood. I did too, with trembling steps, I approached Mira and when my eyes were completely able to capture a portrait of Mira's face, I was, I just realized that Mira is the girl who was forced by her Papa Rido and Bagas a few decades ago.

A very sad sight, a very painful way of life. While out there, these men can enjoy a good life with other women they love to get many offspring. They are covered in jokes and laughter at all times, while Mira and her family become the subject of ridicule from others.

While here, there is a poor girl who lost everything, even when she tried to hang her life on a small creature (baby/child), she had to lose even though she had fought very hard.

"Yes Allaaaah .. What is this?" I asked while sitting down while struggling not far from a small pool of blood formed from Mira's body.

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