Terror Tak Kasatmata

18: Testing for Asih

Asih can't not be afraid. Even Asih felt very scared. Not just her tears. Because the sound of her crying also sobbed.

The Asih cry sounded very pitiful among the shrill laughter of some women and also the heavy sound of typical male laughter. Laughter that is none other than the ghosts there and usually only Asih will meet in the stories that he read or watch on the television screen.

“I must keep wudu, pray keep prayer. As much as I can, I really have to!” the Asih still wants to try.

It's just that, during his efforts as well, the more Asih trying, invisible creatures there also do not hesitate to pull his hair or clothes back Asih. They seemed to deliberately not allow Asih worship. They continued to disturb Asih amidst a triumphant laughter that was terrifying in every one who heard. Surprisingly, during that time, Sujiah's aunt did not help or at least appeared.

“Asih, you have to keep fighting,” Asih said in his heart and deliberately encouraged himself.

Asih let some of his hair pulled out, in order to reach for the water wudu. In addition, Asih also did not dare to look at the ghosts there and felt Asih, the number is more than five.

“Bismillah ...” Asih managed to reach the bucket that was placed in the well fence. Surprisingly, the well there was dry. It was completely dry even though Asih had started reciting the prayers he could. No change in the well. Either because the influence of the evil forces there is too strong, or the Asih prayer that has already cannot be heard because now, it seems Asih is indeed in another dimension.

“Bismillah yah Allaaah. Strongly a force of all peoples and even nations, I believe and believe only, You are the Perfect One and the Most Exalted, and Salalu is above all. Servant surrender, I leave everything to You!” mind Asih who is powerless to end the cry of sadness as well as fear.

Simultaneously, in a different place and it was at the residence of the Aqwa parents, the study was still ongoing. The studies held in the living room to the yard of the house were devoted to praying Asih who had been missing for four months, there was no news of even a trace. But now, amidst the prayers they slowly stopped, faintly the sound of women crying could be heard. They recognize the voice as the voice of Asih. Successful sounds make them creep.

Aqwa's tears had already instantly fallen upon hearing the desperate cry from Asih that actually sounded real. Especially all this time, they were so close. It was like a sister and Aqwa loved Asih like she loved her sister.

“If it's like this, it looks like I have to go down that river. Even if everything is forbidden. I have to do it so that I can confirm the Asih state directly!” inner Aqwa with a really strong determination.

“Asih ... Where are you really? Where are you going, son? Four months without any news. Prayer together is always called. However, after all that we did, kin we could only hear the sound of your desperate cries, Son!” ryuna's inner mother, sobbing and powerless stopped her tears. He deliberately buried his face on the husband's back.

“Where are you. Where are you, anyway. Even my inner eyes still cannot see you!” inward Aqwa was really upset. Because all his efforts so far in seeking Asih always failed.

Mr. Helios quibbled, the reason their efforts did not get results because they were part of Asih. Which, there must be another party handling it. The problem is, so far doing business, all religious people as well as smart people they come to affirm, Asih is in another dimension. The dimension that imprisoned him. Asih allegedly has to consume something that is there. Because just drink, any sauce, should not drink if we are in a foreign place especially a place that if suspicious.

“So, what really happened or was the trigger? Because it saved me, and it was like he was replacing it without realizing it? Is there another reason and that of the other party? Or, there is a thing and it is fatal that Asih has done until he is traveling at once life in another dimension?” aqwa is really emotional.

In Aqwa's room, she was alone with her grandfather. After finishing his studies, the grandfather approached him to the room.

“It seems all the possibilities are true. The problem is not just one, but many. Until because so many, the situation is really complicated.” Opa Helios was sure of that. “Including the one you said, Asih secured the ghost of the Red river bridge guard. It seems that because of that, Asih will face the cause of the ghost to die.” This time, he looked at the grandson with confidence.

Aqwa was completely shocked to hear that. “He has to face all this himself?” Saying that and to her it was very painful, Aqwa's tears fell.

“Ya!” opa Helios nodded a few times, but she was sure, it should be.

Chaotic, Aqwa really can't calm down let alone be okay. He's getting restless. “How is it possible, Opa! Asih can what? Salat alone he still often forget especially if he has achieved even though he is still fairly obedient to worship than other teenagers his age.”

Aqwa was back pacing in front of the grandfather. “He is in another dimension and has to face many things beyond reason. Look at the sighting, he fainted. Unless there is a river there, and he goes into the river ..”

“I admit, she has tremendous power if she is already the queen of fish because I witnessed myself using both my eyes!” add Aqwa again.

“Unfortunately here there is no watering place because the well is dry.” In a different place, Asih is still sitting limp in front of a dry well. He still held a tremendous fear because until this moment, he was still surrounded by ghosts. The difference is, there is no sound there. Until Asih can recite prayers freely. However, suddenly a woman's terrified scream was heard from the front yard.

“Hah? There are others living here?” thought Asih.

Had felt relieved because he finally saw a human with signs of life like a normal human being there, Asih who had been watching immediately found the astonishing thing. Looks like a grandfather dressed all in black including the blangkon worn. The grandfather who had squatted deftly made fresh blood pour from the neck of the black chicken. The knife that the grandfather used to do so seemed to sparkle as it was highlighted by several torches adorning several corners of the grounds. While underneath, a young woman with a stomach large enough as the stomach Asih, left to sleep on the mat. Fresh chicken blood was left flushing the stomach of the woman who only covered the waist down using a sarong. The rest, and it's the upper body up to the base of the stomach, is completely left closed.

“Is this the ritual part ..?” thought Asih. And only he realized, the reason the ghosts around him were silent, because everyone was focused on watching what was in the front yard there.