THE MYSTERY BEHIND THE SPIRIT

Baby Head.

 

***Sometimes we feel tired of everything that happens in this life, and in that moment we want to end our own lives***.

 

That morning I was ready to do my usual activities. And as usual when I woke up Lisa had left for work, Ade and the baby sister were staying. After breakfast I left. Actually I'm still very sleepy because of lack of sleep last night, but no matter how I have to work.

Arriving at the clinic, Agus had already arrived there. He was cleaning the room and did not forget to give Jasmine fragrance to the entire room. A fragrance that calms the mind. I really like her.

" Morning.I'm sorry doc already there's a client upstairs waiting." Tell Agus to me.

" Is there a patient? how long has he been here?"

" Lot less than an hour ago."

" Ok, let's go upstairs. Maybe he really needs our help."

" Who's afraid."

Agus and I went upstairs, and I was a little surprised to see someone in front of me. Yes, she was the woman who met me at the restaurant yesterday. And the same woman I saw in front of the cemetery.

Nina names the woman, she starts to introduce herself. And he started his story too.

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My name is Nina, I am nineteen years old. I made the biggest mistake of my life. And finally until now that guilt haunted my life at all times.

" You better kill Mom, kill Mom, don't kill her who's sinful. You are really cruel you have a heart. I'm sorry I gave birth to you as my son." My mother's hysterical cries that I know I've had an abortion on a baby I've been carrying for five months. Mom beat me up right away, I was really angry and disappointed in me.

Whatever my day, I don't know what really happened to me at the time. I suddenly realized, and I was in a room that was all white and there were also some people who wore white clothes. I don't recognize them, let alone them wearing masks.

But all I knew was that I felt my stomach really hurt. And when I touched my stomach, I was surprised to find that my stomach was flat, and on the bedsheet I was sitting there were a lot of blood. I want to get up and find out what really happened to me. But I can't, ******* I feel very sick. And I don't know why I feel like there's no power.

" Where's my baby? and who are they? why am I here?" ask me in my heart.

I accidentally fell down after the bed, where I saw a basin. The smell of fishy and rancid is so strong I feel.

It turns out that in the basin was my baby. Skin that is still very thin until clearly visible organs in his body. His head almost severed from his body clearly visible neck torn shreds. His left hand was severed and his leg was also crushed.

I was surprised to see my baby, I cried. There was a figure I knew among those in white. Tio father of my baby, I pulled him to come closer to me.

" What's going on? say it!" ask me

" It's the best thing for us, I don't want my friends and family to know. Especially if we are not married. If only you would have dropped it, it wouldn't have hurt this much."

" You're really mean, he's your flesh and blood. Our adultery is already a great sin and what is this...? now you're killing your own baby. Your flesh's blood."

" It was so stupid of me to believe your words. If I had listened to Mom, maybe my baby would still be with me right now. Why did you kill me, Tio...?" add me again.

I am devastated by what is happening, but I will try to be strong with all the pressure of this situation. The shadow of my baby is still fresh in my memory and firmly stuck in my head.

" You can kill a baby who has sinned Nin, you're evil." I realized from my horrible daydream, the baby disappeared instantly.

I could only be speechless at Mom's anger, and take mother's blow.

 

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Abortion cannot be forgiven in the eyes of God and the eyes of the law. Killing a living being that cannot fight is the most evil deed on the face of this earth. Moreover, it was his own flesh blood.

 

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" What made me come here was not regret for what happened. But my baby ..my baby continues and continues to haunt me wherever I am.

Since my extended family always berate me at all times, I feel fed up. I finally decided to stay away from my family. I asked my girlfriend who was the father of the baby I had born. There was no protest from Tio, I asked him to accompany me to a place where no one would protest me.

With the money, Tio and I went to Padang. The Malay land became our destination, for some reason I wanted to stay here. There was no Malay blood flowing to me or to Tio. I never set foot here either.

We claim to be married, to the owner of the contract that we want to occupy. Each occupant must be a married couple that is the condition proposed in order to contract. But I'm telling you the same owner of our marriage license lost in the flood.

A small contract measuring four by five meters was enough for both of us. I think that getting away from my family is the right thing, the barking of the family who always cornered me made me really frustrated.

But it turned out that something else appeared and continued to torment me. That baby, my baby, keeps following me wherever I go.

Tio who never believed in my story always thought I was lying.

" The baby is dead, how could a dead baby haunt a living person. It's all a delusion that comes from your own mind." Tio always said that if I was afraid of the baby figure, which was floating around me.

At night, when I can't sleep I go outside the house. Tio who was already sound asleep at that time realized my departure. The road is very quiet, I walk the road alone.

Ooooeeeeek oooeeekkkk

I heard the cry of the baby, the voice was very clear. I stopped my footsteps, I saw things around. There was no passing vehicle, only one motorbike was turning the direction. A couple who may have just come home on a date.

The baby's cry was heard again. I saw every corner around me, but it was quiet. The feathers all over my body stood up, and then

Ooooeeeeek oooeeekkkk.

The crying gets stronger.

Hihihihi hihihihi

The woman's voice laughed, increasingly making the footsteps become heavy.

Klontangg.

Ngikk ngiikk.

There was an old iron swing that moved on its own. There was no one there all over my body goosebumps my hair standing up.

Ngiik ngiikk.

The swing kept moving, swaying. It makes me unable to look at her any longer.

# **Why know the continuation? in the next chapter.

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