THE MYSTERY BEHIND THE SPIRIT

Mystery 4

 

***DIA PROTECTOR***

Everyone has a guardian angel, but not many people are aware of his existence.

 

This story will relate to the child's illusory world, which is often called imaginary friends.

Sometimes this imaginary friend will be very real for those who have a high imagination. So that on any occasion, this imaginary friend will be included. For example, in a meal together.

"An empiricist says the human soul at birth is pure and white as an unwritten paper. What the paper will become depends on what experience they go through. Is that right, Mr. Yusuf?"

I nodded, "Pinter is also my client this time" inwardly.

"But baby I'm not one of those British people. Paper is not clean, I was not empty at birth. Ever since I breathed air for the first time on earth, I've been with a creature inside me. It is not my senses that lead me to experience in life, but it is he who determines everything. He was the guide in my life. This body is not only my own but also his."

"Who?"

" He's my guardian angel, whose name is Angel."

The first time I saw her, I thought she was my mother, but she wasn't. My mother died after giving birth to me. I knew not long ago, if she was a beautiful, gentle woman that wasn't my mother.

When I found out about it I was very shaken. How not since childhood Angel never left my side. She carried me and suckled me, cared for me, and taught me child song, she was perfect as a mother.

No one can see Angel except me. Since I was a child I treated him very special. When I was a kid, I told him that Angel was just my imaginary friend. I said no, he's my real friend, not just an imaginary friend. At that time Dad just let me stay hallucinating.

I gave Angel a special place in every activity for her. In the bathroom I provided all the toiletries for Angel, as well as the cutlery and chairs at the dining table. Because Angel once said that he does not like to share personal tools with others.

One day, Angel disappeared. He said goodbye to me through a dream. At that time my spirit played with Angel to Jogja, precisely Malioboro. I remember saying back then that this was his favorite place, in the middle of the roadblock, watching the busyness of the place.

Along the way, we enjoyed everything there was. Performing arts, culinary, until we were exhausted that night. By morning, as we were resting in front of the twin banyan trees. Angel took my hands and said.

" Now that you're an adult, you're capable enough to keep yourself from all distractions. You don't need me by your side anymore, May."

I don't understand the meaning of that word. And at the same time I was awake from sleep, and in my bed there was a patch of blood. I had my first menstruation.

Since then my life has changed. Angel never appeared in front of me again. My last dream with him was my last meeting with Angel. I often get interference from subtle creatures, since Angel is not around. Not a disorder, but a strange vision that has a specific purpose.

That night when I woke up to pee, I saw a white shadow. But I can't stand to pee, I don't pay attention to the shadow either. But when I came out of the bathroom, I still saw that white shadow. I curiously approached the crying shadow.

When I look at ASTAGA. The shroud that wrapped around his body looked extremely clean, only his face was red filled with fresh blood.

For the first time in my life I saw another very creepy creature. I shuddered to see it.

The longer he kept crying and the more blood on his face, the more afraid I was to see him. When the pocong turned towards me, I faintly saw the pocong's face resembled that of my father's friend. Mr. Beni is a friend of my father who often comes to the house.

Aarrghh.... I shouted, running off the ridge to my father's room when the pocong approached me. Dad immediately woke up, and I also told him about the incident that I had just experienced.

The morning heard some amazing news. Beni sir died in an accident. His face smashed against the asphalt, fresh blood flowing continuously from his face. Exactly like I saw last night.

My father and I were shocked, I cried sad and scared.

The second incident, Miss Sari my nanny. At midnight I saw him washing clothes in the back.

" Night night how to wash your clothes? why not tomorrow." Selorohku.

Not getting a response from BI Sari, he was still downcast and continued to wash clothes. I felt so good, I approached him again.

" It's just stay, continue tomorrow again now it's night." I said while stroking my nanny's shoulder.

" Aunty is afraid tomorrow is not perfect, do not let aunt wash now," he replied.

I also do not want to argue with bi Sari, even though I was sleepy at last I went to sleep. When I passed through BI Sari's room, with the door open I saw a sleeping body. I approached the body, and there was BI Sari who was sleeping. Jeez ... how could BI Sari have two??

I quickly ran to the back, I want to make sure that the woman who was washing was BI Sari.

" cn ..."

My lips now groaned, what was in front of me at this moment was far different from what I saw earlier. Bi Sari was now facing me, her face was pale, her skin was white.

Even then I realized that maybe bi Sari ta long ago will leave us. And that's right, the next day we found bi Sari lying in the front room, and not breathing anymore. Bi Sari had a heart attack that took her life that morning.

Over and over again like that, I'm tired I really can't take it anymore. Please help bring Angel back to me, sir, I need Angel.

May crying.

I looked at his face for a moment.

" You were created and born alone. That means you can conquer it yourself. There's no reason for you to be with that thing."

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