SPIRIT AND DEATH

A GRIPPING HUG

I was still chatting with my father and mother, but I felt that someone was calling me. No, maybe I was just tired. My focus on chatting began to disappear as well as my taste.

For some reason, maybe it was just my feeling, tonight the air felt even colder to the point of stabbing into my bones.I no longer wanted to gather and chat, I just wanted to talk, I just want to lie on my bed while pulling a thick blanket over it.

My mother's father wants to go to the room first yes, I want to sleep faster tonight, it feels cold and my body is weak, it looks like I'm going to have a fever. Then I went to the room as I wanted.

I close my eyes, I hope nothing bothers me tonight, I'm so tired. Drowsiness began to rule me, I was trapped in the comfort of my mattress and pillow which usually feels mediocre, strange is not it?

"Eeeemmh." wriggle me

It was so dark, I tried to open my eyes wide while rubbing them. Is the light off? Then I felt something touch my legs. My heart began to flinch and said, Who? The fingers feel cold and long.

I was staring around me in the dark, I was so scared. This time I was planning to run, waiting for the right time before the fingers touched and controlled my neck, and looking for the right direction.

"Sarah ...." I heard my voice calling me from outside.

"Nrank ...." I shouted while running towards the source of Dad's voice.

"Sarah ...." Dad's voice continued to sound and I continued to follow Dad's voice. But the more I ran after the voice, the farther it went, but I continued to pursue it without thinking it could not be my father's voice.

Confused that I could not find my father, I shouted back to my father. "Dad, dad, dad, ayaaaah .... "

The further I stepped, the heavier my legs became, but the darker the light gradually grew, the more light I saw around me.

" Sarah, Sarah, Sarah. "

" Dad, dad, dad." I said.

" Sarah, sarah, sarah, sarah ...."

"Dad, don't scare me" I said as I continued to follow Dad's voice.

My footsteps slowed down, I realized something, the trail leading to the old barn. What are you doing there? But I kept chasing him. The light is getting brighter as if the lights are no longer out.

Fear mixed with worry, wanting to know what I was doing near the old barn. Now I'm right in front of the door to the left of the old barn and to the right of the well, the well where the mbok was found.

Upon arriving at this place, suddenly my father's voice that was mutually unpretentious with my voice disappeared. Scared, my tears began to drip, my chest began to suffocate with irregular breaths, I began to fidget.

"Dad, father, father, ayahhhhh .." I said trying to call Dad again but there was no answer.

When the atmosphere was quiet, I listened to the voices calling my name but I was sure it was not my father's voice.

"That's not Dad's voice .." I said in a soft voice. I'm not wrong anymore, it's not Dad's voice. I said in my heart.

"Norra, saraaaah .... " The voice began to clear and seemed to force me to look at him. My hearing directed me to look to the right side where I was standing, precisely in the direction of the well.

There I saw Mbok standing by the well. I was very surprised but my eyes could not blink as if someone was holding them, as if there were fingers opening both of my eyes wide and my body was also unable to move.

Suddenly I saw clearly, like watching a television show, there the mbok was standing on the edge of the well like looking or looking for something in the direction of the well.

Then from behind there was a hand pushing the mbok, with a reflex I shouted. "Yinjangaan!" It was as if I was there looking at the incident with my own eyes, but my eyes were only fixed on the body of the Mbok so I did not know, who has pushed the body of the Mbok so that it falls into the well

I sat down, I realized one thing. I believe 100% Mbok killed, what happened to the Mbok is not an accident but the Mbok killed, there is someone who deliberately hurt the Mbok. Butwhy? What's wrong with mbok? I cry when I think about it.

Unable to bear what I had just seen, I ran to my room crying, I could not help but feel my sadness, my anger.

I don't know who I should blow it on? Because anyone can be the mbok killer. The mbok wanted to show me, then to whom could I complain? Who can I tell a story to? I was so absorbed in my own sadness and confusion.

Not knowing what I was feeling, I laid my body on the bed, staring at the lamp next to my bed. My tears can't stop, I'm nauseous, I'm dizzy, I'm confused, I'm afraid, I don't know what I'm feeling anymore.

Without me noticing, my mouth shook and moved on its own while calling out to the Mbok. "Mboook, mboook, the mboook ..." I said with tears flowing.

Suddenly from outside my room came a knock on the door. Tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok. The sound of an extremely fast and powerful knock seemed like someone wanted to enter and wanted to kill me.

I was scared, very scared but I wanted to open it I had to know who looked so cruel from the sound that came from inside this room.

I gathered all my strength and courage. I tried to stand up but it seemed like someone or something would not allow it. My whole body feels heavy, from my head, neck, chest, hands, to my legs. It all felt heavy, I didn't know what or why, but it all felt heavy like someone was pinning me down.

I tried to straighten my head to find out what happened to my body, but I couldn't, it was all very heavy. On the other hand, my mind keeps calling the Mbok. "I'm so scared Mbok, Mbok, where's Mbok? I'm so scared mbok."

I glanced at my eyes so I could see something above my body that was squeezing me so I could not move. Vague

faintly I could see it, my fear grew even worse until my eyes bulged and my mouth could not make any sound. I could only be silent and endure my fears.

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