The Santet Neighbor Ku

Female Room Waiter

Friday was a Jain holiday, so the three of us went back to cleaning the garden and planting banana and mango tree seedlings at our land site.

As usual, the distance was quite far and all playing my in-laws place made us go home quite late at night.

As usual, Jain examined the chickens that had not entered the cage. However, again mas Jain found his chicken legs that had been broken again.Jain was very angry made. He believes this is the work of the Mbah.

"However they did this! they don't seem to be sane people!" Mas Jain said in annoyance, his tone of voice quivering as it held back his emotions.

"Sabar mas. I told you, the chicken net is added. Or we make from long wood that has not been used in the project can it be mas?"

"Let's go! if they want to protest here talk to me directly. We raise chickens first before they come here!"

I was speechless to Mas Jain's words that were muddy with his stance. I can't say anything anymore. We slept that night with an unpleasant feeling.

And the next day I woke up early, suddenly my legs could not walk anymore.

"Mas... My leg why can't this walk anymore??"

Mas Jain who saw me having trouble getting up immediately woke up from his sleep.

"Indeed, what did we do last night?" ask Jain for wonder.

"Did you see what I am doing?? I didn't do anything last night?"

Suddenly my head was heavy and dizzy. Everything in this house I think is going around in circles. I couldn't stand up, I asked Jain to cook that morning and prepare milk for Einy.

I can't get up, but to check myself I don't have any money. I also never complained to my parents even though we lived very close together.

After the divorce, my father married a widow. After they got married, our lives changed drastically. My brother and I could not recognize my father. My father would rather defend his wife.

For the common good, I've never bothered about any of that, so it's like there's a distance between me and my dad. And so are my brothers.

I have no intention of complaining about my pain to my parents. As long as I'm with Mas Jain, I feel fine. Because he's a husband who wants to help his wife work at home.

Since Mas Jain is already cooking, I don't have to worry about them starving. Let the house fall apart as long as Jain and Einy can still eat.

About 3 days I was unable to stand, my head that kept turning was also endless. I look healthy, but I'm actually very sick. There is no picture that can explain the condition at that time.

And one by one the strangeness always appeared to me. I don't know if I'm the only one who's been through. Every time before Magrib, I began to fear excessively but my eyes were very sleepy. So every day I sleep in magrib time. I could never endure that curse.

And what irritates me is that every time I wake up Jain and Eing always leave me alone. So as soon as I woke up, I was like a madman looking for Einy and Mas Jain. I found them at Surti's house.

"Mas, can you not leave me if I'm home alone?!"

Plaque! I hit Mas Jain's shoulder, my eyes glazed over.

"I'm scared!!"

Mas Jain was astonished to see my attitude like that. To the extent that Surti's husband became unpleasant to see my attitude.

After playing at the house of Mbak Surti, we say goodbye. I don't know why I was so scared to go back to that house. It feels like the house is inhabited and guarded so I can't go in there.

It was all just my feeling, but the feeling was so real that I could express it with words.

"Mas, I've been feeling weird lately. I've always been in pain like this, every day."

Mas Jain was silent while smoking, he noticed me talking. But he didn't answer a word.

"And worse still, every time I started towards Maghrib I was terrified. My fear for you may be unwarranted. But this is real mas, I'm scared!"

I can't help my feelings anymore, I finally let out all the contents of my true heart since yesterday I wanted to tell mas Jain.

"Eat him, you don't sleep Maghrib. Every day every Maghrib scolds!"

"There was a strange mas, I always felt heavy sleepiness."

"Yes in the opponent is sleepy, find what activities cake."

True also what mas Jain said, maybe I can try it tomorrow.

"And one more mas. You believe it or not the same I'm up to. It's just my feeling, but this feeling is very real mas."

"What?"

I said it while whispering. "At the door of the next room, I felt like there was a woman standing there. Whether you believe me or not."

"Makanya deck, diligent-craftsman prayer."

True what mas Jain said, I rarely do prayers. Maybe tomorrow I'll practice it.

"Mas, the most important thing if tomorrow - tomorrow I fall asleep again in Maghrib time, you do not stay here alone. I'm so scared!"

Mas Jain threw away his cigarette butts that he had finished smoking. I hope that by expressing my feelings, my fear can be reduced even a little. Sometimes I wonder if I have a mental disorder?