SPIRIT AND DEATH

TRAGEDY 4

"Norhana ... Sarah ... Sarah ... Sarah .... "

The mystery sounds woke me up. Flinched, then I sat down with a short breath, I looked towards the wall clock that showed 08:00 wib.

I remembered something. "Mr, mbook. " I don't understand where the mbok went, even the mbok didn't change his clothes.

"I don't know, I don't understand all this, what's going on in this house? What happened to my father's attitude? Where has Mother been? And the most important thing is who is Tania? Then who did I see last night? Who is that creepy guy? " I speak to myself in my heart with emotion.

Emh, that's Dad's car. I quickly stood up and looked at Father from my bedroom window. I look so tired, Mr. Antok did too. So, it was impossible for me to ask again about this newspaper tear.

I cleaned myself up, then came out looking for the mbok first. Kitchen, that's the place most often visited by the mbok, but the mbok does not exist. " Oh ..." I complained because my whole body was in pain, it made me so lazy to move.

I chose to stay in the kitchen, sitting next to the box dispenser. I just looked down, the dim light from the kitchen window made me feel like it was night. I leaned myself and my head against the wall, I don't know what I was daydreaming about.

No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no ....

The voice broke my daydream, I searched for the origin of the sound and focused my vision. Turns out mom was cutting something, probably for our lunch.

"Mom, what are you cooking?" ask in a sitting position.

"Rem .... "

"Want me to help you?" Mother answered me by shaking her head.

"Am I sitting here, ma'am?" Mother replied with a nod of her head.

"If I just cut vegetables I can't really mama" I said in a rather pushy tone because I wanted to help Mom.

Hearing my words, Mom suddenly stopped her cutting. My heart immediately said that Mother did not like my words just now.

I, who was feeling wrong and afraid that my mother was angry, stood up and walked towards my mother. I just wanted to make sure Mom wasn't mad at me.

With a slow step and a soft voice I greet my mother again. "Mom."." I said, but Mom doesn't care and stays focused on cutting.

I'm moving and now I'm right behind Mom. Mother's attitude provoked my desire to see her facial expression.

I moved my body to the same level as Mom, I saw Mom's hand that kept focusing on what I was doing. It also got me excited to see it.

But when I looked at Mom and her hands, I immediately screamed loudly.

Spontaneously, I retreated away from mother while shaking my head. I saw Mom chopping up a hand that was still attached to a tiny finger at the end. It's a human hand, it's a child's hand. "No, noaaaaaaaaaaak .. "my words screamed nonstop.

Clenting ....

The sound of something hard falling down and it woke me up. I was sitting in a chair next to the dispenser.

"Hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah .." I said as I adjusted my breath.

I fell asleep and had a dream, O God, a very scary dream.

I cried and felt weak, I lowered my head while wiping away my tears.

I covered my face with my hands, but the dream was still swirling in my eyes and head, making me unable to wipe my tears quickly.

No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no ....

The voice reappeared. With fear and trembling hands I lowered my hand slowly. I saw Mom cutting something back. His style and style are exactly the same as my dreams.

I was so scared, I no longer wanted to see what Mom was doing. I decided to get out of the kitchen as soon as possible.

I stood up and suddenly Mom stopped her job, as if she knew I wanted to leave the kitchen. My heart was pounding, my feelings were getting worse. My tears are back slowly.

Although I might be angry, I decided to run out and leave the kitchen with Mom. I ran very fast and tears were full in my eyes.

Suddenly, braaak

I fell on the floor.

Before long, a calm voice greeted me, "You okay son?" I said Mother with great affection.

To be sure, I looked towards the source of the sound. "Wasn't she still in the kitchen?" I asked him to stay on the floor.

"No son, I was in your Dad's room asking if I didn't believe it. This is my mom going to the kitchen to cook. "

"What's up, son?" ask Mother.

"So I saw Mom in the kitchen cutting something up" I said with a sharp look.

"Beyond? But Mom was in the room with your dad." said Mom and I kept paying attention and to be honest, I doubted Mom's words at this time.

"Yeah yeahah .... " Looking at my doubts, Mom called out to Dad.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" father answered from the room to the mother's side.

"Well, this is your son."

"Why son? " while looking at me.

"That's it, I saw Mom in the kitchen" I said, looking down.

"Yes, Sarah, just look at Mom in the kitchen, how pale is that?" father said with a astonished expression.

"But in fact Mom is here Dad. Who was in the kitchen?" sahut.

"Mom should have explained to Sarah, that from this Mom was with Dad but it seems that Dad's son doubted Mom's words well."

"Yes, son, I was with Dad. Come home at about 08.00 wib, your whole body hurts so Dad asked Mom to massage you" said Dad continued to explain and confirm the truth according to Dad.

I kept watching Dad, from the way my father spoke I was very sure that from now on Mom was with Dad. But what about what I saw? Is it possible to dream in a dream? It made me quiet.

"Yes, I've been to the kitchen first yes, it seems that the mbok did not come today so I want to cook first, afraid of bad luck later all on hunger" said Mother while leaving me to the kitchen.

"Dad wants to go back to the room, son, I want to rest. Wake up at lunch, Mom. One more thing, Mr. Antok is told to go home! I don't want to go anywhere else today." said the father firmly.

"Mother, can I help you cook?"

"Of course, son, anyway as long as you're here you're in the room more often." My mom and I went to the kitchen together.

"Bus .... "

"Yes, son."

"Have you ever experienced anything strange in this house?"

"What kind of weird stuff?" asked Mom to frown.

"Like a scream or a scream?"

"No." answered quickly.

"What about the voices calling Mother's name?"

"Not really."

"Are you having nightmares?"

"No Saraaaah" he said, shaking his head with great confidence.

"Did you see the mysterious shadows?" Once again, Mom shook her head.

"Sarah, Mom and Dad have lived in this house for a long time, precisely since we were newly married. We're in this house three, there's Dad, Mom, and the Mbok."

"That mbok has long served your father's family, he who cared for your father since childhood. That's why when your father was married the Mbok asked Dad to stay with your father and devote his life to this family."

"Si mbok also said that he wanted to take good care of his descendants and wanted to die in the arms of this family" explained Mother and when she heard the words of Mother I smiled.

"Are you beginning to calm down Sarah?" mother asked while looking at me with her warm smile.

"Yes ma'am, thank you ..." said I immediately hugged Mom from behind. We ended the conversation today with a laugh.

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