SPIRIT AND DEATH

FOUND HIM

The atmosphere is based on the view of the father.

I who was standing straight, suddenly seen sitting limp, my legs and hands became weak, my mouth gaping, my body trembling and sweating a lot, my eyes flickering very quickly.

My feelings, seeing Father, Mother, Mr. Antok and Mbah Anwar, they were all in front of my eyes but the longer the view went further, as if the distance between us was moving so fast, the more the sight went, I feel alone.

Like passing through the passage of time, I was getting smaller and farther away, my head was dizzy and my eyes were hot, my body seemed to float and swirl.

Now I don't know where I stand, all invisible, all dark. Test tests test test test tests, such as the sound of water droplets.

I ventured to step up, find out where I was. Suddenly my body fell face down and my eyes closed, I was well aware of what I was going through. I know this is not a dream or a fantasy that both Dad and Mom said.

When I opened my eyes, the bluuup

bluuup bluuup, I was shocked once, the only thing I felt was that I was hard to breathe. My nose is full of bubbles.

I opened my eyes wide, hoping this was just my feeling of uncertainty. But sure enough, I was in the water. I tried to swim but I didn't move anywhere.

Blooooug, I heard something heavy fall and go into the water. The same water as me, I noticed it well.

"Yet, aaaaaaaaak ...." I screamed in the puddle and moved uncontrollably. My God, I saw the Mbok, the mbok in the water, the same water as me.

Realizing it was Mbok's face and body, I immediately caught it without fear. I shook the body of the mbok who seemed to move to and fro according to the direction of water motion.

In my heart I called his name. Mbok, Mbok Mbook, Mboook, the Mboooook woke up Mbok, while continuing to shake the body of the Mbok strongly. The Mbok also opened his eyes and I hugged the Mbok tightly.

When the Mbok opened his eyes, everything felt strange to me, in confusion I kept thinking, what happened to the mbok? Mbok's eyeballs that were black became white.

I realized something. "No no no ...." I screamed in my heart while staying away from Mbok and I was so scared. Then the Mbok closed his eyes again as if he knew I was afraid to see him.

In my fear, there was a huge sense of caring, seeing the Mbok closing his eyes, I was back wiggling the body of the Mbok.

Over time I realized and was surprised, about the fact that it turned out that it was my father who was rocking

shake my body very strongly.

I heard Dad's voice. " Wake up son, Sarah wake up Sarah, wake up, wake up nakkkk, remember dad ...!" dad said, and then Dad cried.

"Dad ... "my words began to dawn.

"My son .." said Father crying while hugging me tightly, my body wet, I do not know wet from sweat or wet because I was in the water bath.

"Dad, I dream, I dream of the mbok yah." Then Dad looked at me. " I dreamt of meeting the Mbok" I said once again.

"Where's son?" said Dad quickly, as if immediately wanted to know.

"I don't know well but that place has a lot of water, like a big pool, lots of water and clear" I said while taking a short breath.

"Return your breath Sarah!" mbah Anwar said as he approached my weak and drenched body.

Then Mbah Anwar sat beside me holding my head with his right hand and Mbah Anwar's own head with his left.

As Mbah Anwar placed his hand on my forehead, Mbah Anwar's hand looked wet sweating and trembling. Not long after that Mbah Anwar stopped and removed his hand from my forehead "I know where he is."

"The one you're looking for." Answer without further ado.

"The mbok?" say Father again. Mbah Anwar immediately nodded his head.

"Thank God then." At once Dad's face was immediately cheerful and did not think anything but different from Mbah Anwar's face which looked weakened while bending his forehead.

"And you Ndok, must be legowo, patient, strong, njeh (and you son, must be iklas, patient, and strong yes)." I just listened to the words of Mbah.

"Let's take a step and go where I meant" Mbah Anwar said as he stood.

All of us except Mom stood up and moved with Mbah Anwar, we followed him from behind. While Mom has lifted Dad to her room.

"He's there, come on!" Mbah Anwar led us towards the old warehouse.

My feelings started to feel bad, my gut feeling was not good, I held my hand tightly. But Mbah Anwar's step did not lead us to the old barn, but rather to the well next to the old barn.

Mbah Anwar stood near the well. Pointing to the well, Mbah said "He's there."

"What does Mbah mean?" asked Dad with lips that looked trembling.

"Yes son, the mbok there, in the well, he's gone. "

"Tidaaaak, no, no, no way Mbah, no way yeah .." I said as I continued to cry hysterically. "Dad, the mbok yah, ayahhhhh ...." Dad hugged me tightly.

"Patience son, patience, patience Sarah ."." said Father as he wiped his own tears.

"Sir Antok, call the police right now! Don't postpone it again, kasian the mbok" said Dad. "Oh my goodness, how can I mbok mbok?" talk to me in a voice full of regret.

The police came to the house at noon, they lifted the body of the Mbok using a tool and very carefully. The children of the mbok had gathered at home, disbelief enveloping all of our hearts.

I heard the police talking to Dad that based on the condition of the body, the Mbok has been dead for about three days, whereas for three nights, almost every night the Mbok accompanied me.

I immediately imagined the times when the Mbok accompanied me at night, as long as the mbok very painstaking take care of and take care of me.

I remember all the memories of me and the mbok, all that makes the fear and disgust of the condition of the corpse of the rotten mbok disappear instantly. When Mbok's body was lifted, I ran to hug him.

"Mboooook, mboooook, mbok wake up mbok! who else will accompany me? Who else will notice me? Who else would care about me? Who else will take care of me mbok? Let's wake up mbokkk ...!" I said screaming doesn't stop.

It felt like my soul was blown away I no longer knew what I was feeling. Dad took me and hugged me to get away from the body of the Mbok. When everything was almost out of the scene, I saw the Mbok standing next to the well.

It was seen that Mbok lowered his head and half his body like he was looking for something in the well, suddenly there was a hand from the back and pushed the mbok into the well so that the Mbok fell, that's what I saw.

Looking at all those shadows, I screamed as loud as he could. The father who didn't know what I was seeing, the stronger he was.

"Si mbok, the mbooook, the mbooookkk.

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