SPIRIT AND DEATH

TERROR OF BLOODY PAINTING

Light ...

That's what I saw, my bedroom window was shining. "Siiiiith, my head, painttt, my hands, my feet, my body, all felt so much pain. My bones also felt broken and crumpled "I said half whispering and complaining. I tried to sit down and take a deep breath many times to refresh my body again.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

From inside the room, I heard the sound of laughter out there.

I tried to stand up and get out of the room, wanting to see what was going on out there. When I looked into the TV room, I was shocked to see the sight I had just seen for the first time.

"It's like Dad, mom, and those two kids, isn't it, then who? I try to see it more clearly. It was incredulous, "Yes, it was them .. "I said in a slow voice.

My steps are getting longer and closer to them, one, two, three, in my heart I count my steps faster and closer.

I was already very close to all of them, but there was someone holding my shoulder. I quickly turned my face back.  " Dad ..." I said and it turned out to be Dad's hand.

"Sarah, what are you doing here?  And why do you look so pale?" asked Dad when he saw me, wrinkling his forehead.

I pointed towards the TV room so Dad could see what I was seeing. "I-that's well .." I said in a stammering voice while looking into Dad's eyes.

"What son? " said Dad and I saw Dad's expression on the face that looked confused, then I turned over. But when I turned around, everything I saw disappeared. There's nothing there, there's nobody.

"Yeah, there I saw some guys like Dad, Mom and two girls." Dad looked back at my index finger.

"Where's sarah? " ask dad once again in surprise while straining his forehead.

"Sarah, I don't understand what you mean son" said Dad, looking at my face sharply. "What's going on with your forehead, son?" he said while holding a scar on my forehead.

I can't explain what happened to me last night, nor am I sure Dad will believe all my stories, so I decided not to answer Dad's questions and to shift the questions.

"Dad, when's dad coming home?" Dad pulled my hand toward the chair in the TV room.

"Father came home this morning at about 08.00 wib"." said Father.

"Rina, Rinaaaaa please get me a P3K box! Look at your son, what did you do last night to not pay attention to him?" said father and spoke in a rather loud tone to Mother.

Mom walked quickly towards me and Dad. " What the hell is it?" say to Mother in a soft tone.

"See Sarah ...! " Dad while showing the wound on my forehead to Mom and mom looked surprised.

"Darling ... Why are you son? Here I clean and close your wounds!"

Mom's hand moved quickly clearing my wound while nagging about my attitude last night. "Where were you last night? He said he wanted to sleep with Mom?

But I was left alone."

I wanted to answer Mom's question but I had my doubts. " Heeh, it's ready. Now make yourself well, baby, and a clean bath is ok" said Mom, smiling at me.

"Yes. Mom, thank you ...."

"Sarah, if something's bothering you, you can tell Dad ....!" father said while holding my head.

"yes yeah .." I said then I lowered my head and went to the room to clean myself up. 

"Well, last night the power went out in this house. Then Sarah said that she wanted to sleep with Mom. But it was only about an hour with Mom that Sarah woke up and left our room" Mom and I said listening to a conversation between Dad and Mom.

"That's it." said Dad.

"Mom thought maybe she was uncomfortable, so she wanted to sleep in her room, and maybe by the time Sarah got back to her room, Sarah fell or hit the wall until her forehead was hurt." my mother told me about something that might happen.

At 12:30 wib came a knock from the door of my room. "Sarah, can I come in, son?"

"Please yes .... " I've cleaned myself up and put myself in bed.

"What are you doing, son? Dad asked while holding my injured forehead, then Mom also came to my room. " This is my mom bringing her lunch, let's eat and spend Sarah. "

I started eating slowly, chewing my food, I told Dad and Mom about my wishes.

"Dad, mom, will you accompany me to this nap? I really want, I mean, I really want Dad and Mom to be with me" I said with my head down.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha , the girl back toddler." said Dad while laughing out loud.

Then I cut out Dad's words, "Well Sarah Daddy and Mommy will be with you but finish your food first!"

"Yes Ma'am .. "I replied with great enthusiasm.

After I finished eating, I sat down and asked Dad about what faculty I should take when I go to college?  And I answered him with some consideration.

"Dad I started to feel sleepy once, I slept well, ma'am" I said, closing my eyes.

*****

Eeeemhhhh fresh, where are Mom and Dad? I asked in my heart.  I looked at the wall clock of my room, my goodness, my goodness, yes ampuuuun, it turned out that this was already 19:00 wib.

I immediately washed my face and left the room. "How did you sleep, son?" father said greeting me while holding back his laughter, I knew Dad was still mocking me and with a sour face I ignored Dad without answering his words.

"Muuuu .. "I said with shame I came to Mom and hugged her from the side.

"How did you sleep, son?" ask mother.

I am happy to answer my mother's question. "That's a review, ma'am, it even feels like my energy is full and my eyes are full. "

Dad came closer to me and Mom, it seems Dad still wants to tease me "Well wow... spoiled child is awake?" he said while holding my head.

"Oh, it's been" said the mother. Let's have dinner first! Your father and I ate everything. We're waiting for you to wake up Sarah. " said Mother and it made me moved, happy, that's how I feel right now.

I immediately thanked my father and mother, "Dad...  Mothers...  Thank you." I said, looking down.

Me, Dad, and Mom enjoyed our dinner together in a harmonious and warm laugh.  This is my real family. It was my father and mother, I said in my heart as I looked at the two.

After eating together, Dad called me. "Sarah, come here, let's watch together while telling a funny teki. "said dad without hurting me again.

Mom and I came up close to Dad and we started a funny puzzle, but I don't think it's funny at all, it's weird.  Ha ha ha ha ha, but we still enjoy it.

"Your father is right, son." said Mother to strengthen father's words. I also follow the words of both.

"Okay Dad, Mom, I go to the room first huh. "I said with a smile. I returned to my room cheerfully. There is no more burden or fear in my heart.

I lay my body on the bed in my room. I didn't feel sleepy, it was late and I didn't hear TV or Dad and Mom.

I saw the wall clock and the time showed 00.00 wib. "Norris ... Sarah. "

"That voice, who?" I looked at my entire room.

"Saraaaaaahhhm .... "

The voice was so soft and thin as if it was very close to my ear, like someone whispering to me, I started to fidget.

I turned my back, tried to close my eyes. "Saraaaaah..." He kept calling my name.

Restless, I turned my body left and right while closing my eyes, but it was difficult. My feelings were getting more and more unnerved, I suddenly felt a cold wind behind my shoulder.

I opened my eyes while facing the wall. As if it seemed vague, I could see it. The girl sat behind me as she continued to stare coldly at me. 

Intrigued, I immediately sat down and flipped my body quickly. With my breathing becoming irregular I looked back but, "No, no.." I said. Maybe I just saw it wrong, I murmured.

I lay my body down again, trying to relax more but my body felt stiff, as if something was holding me back. My hands and feet and even my mouth I can't move.

What the hell happened to me? I said in my heart, why is it that only my eyeball can move? From the corner of my right eye, I saw the girl lying next to me with a straight up look.

Cold sweat started to wet my forehead. "Why?" That's what I said in my heart. With all my might I turned my head to confirm the truth of my vision.

But again ... no .. he does not exist.   I cry to hold my fear. I turned my head again with a straight look up and looked at the ceiling of my room.

"Abue .. aaakkk .. aaaakkk .... "

He was up there, on the ceiling of my room, staring intently at me. I quickly got up and ran away from my bed, and then he fell on my bed.

I ran out of my room quickly. Feeling lelaaaah, I leaned my body against the outer wall just in front of the TV room.

"Hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah. " It felt like my breath wasn't smooth, my chest started to tighten and hurt.

Sreeeeeeak

The door to my office suddenly opened on its own. Right now I'm thinking maybe Dad's there, in his study. I ran to the room quickly.

I opened the door and went in and called my father. "Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad." But there's nobody. I went into the room and sat in my work chair in confusion and fear.

While sitting down, I tried to take my breath deep while exhaling it slowly.  I tried to calm myself.

About 5 minutes passed in tranquility, suddenly there was a sound like cracked or broken glass.

Print ....

I turned to the source of the voice, the corner of Dad's desk. There I saw a small, simple family painting.

I looked at him as if I knew his face. I touched the painting gently, why is this painting cracked? I asked in my heart.

My eyes were always on the little girl in the white dress in the photo. I was so focused, trying to recognize him. 

Then, "Aaaah .. "I was shocked as I frowned. I saw a drop of blood appear from inside the painting.

Strange, but I kept paying attention to the blood and the paintings. Over time the blood that was originally in the photo began to come out of the arms, legs, stomach, and head of the girl in a white dress.

Reflex, I unconsciously threw the painting to the floor then I stood up and moved backwards. "Yes Tuhaaan ..." I said scared. Why is so much blood coming out of the painting and it's chasing me? I asked in my heart.

I kept moving backwards until my footsteps weakened. I tried to get out of the room crying. "Ya Tuhaaan ..." I said in tears, but the door was locked.

More and more blood came out of the painting, it kept flowing on the floor until it almost touched my feet. I'm getting scared, I don't know what to do?

I can't get out of here, my body is gone, I'm sitting next to the door screaming and crying. "Tolooong, tolooong, anyone, help meuu...!" I said while shouting loudly.

As if my world was bleak, my vision began to fade.  No, I must not faint here, nor should I die in this way, I continue to speak in my heart while pumping my spirit to remain in a state of consciousness.

Sarah, saraaah, you're strong.  Come on Sarah, don't give up!  Keep your eyes open and look with courage, come on Sarah! I said in my heart, shedding tears.

"Norris ... Sarah ... Sarah ... Sarah .... " From outside the study was my father's voice calling my name, and I was sure it was my father's voice.     

"Dad, tolooong, Dad, help me yaaaah ...!" I said while banging on the locked door.

Dad opened the door long enough and finally the blood touched my feet. It felt like the blood was soaking up my legs that it changed the color of my legs to a fiery red.

When that happened, it was like seeing the shadow of the little girl inside the painting lying covered in blood on the floor.  Her innocent eyes looked at me as if she wanted to say something "......... "

Braaack braaaack braaaak

Dad managed to get into his study and I was very surprised to see me who was already lying weakly on the floor with eyes looking up.

Seeing such a situation, Dad quickly carried me out of the room and took me to my room.

Dad put me on the bed. "Sarah, sarah, sober son, sober!" While shaking my body and giving warm oil on my nose, neck, hands and feet.

"Saraaaaah, why are you, son?  Why is your body so cold?" ask Dad and I want to answer Dad's question but my mouth is still locked.

I continued to manage swiftly.  Dad rubbed both hands on my right hand, and then he did it again on my left hand.

I could only call out to Father in my heart while shedding tears to dispel my overwhelming fear.

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