TUMBAL SEVENTH

Possession on the First Night

Tirta and Dad were still talking in the living room. I don't know what they're talking about until they've forgotten the time and the preoccupation. Oya, about Mama, I am now very grateful. Mama has changed a lot since her reunion with Dad. She really learned to be a good mother and wife. Now he is more gentle and patient. I'm so grateful for that. I feel like my life is complete now. I have a full family and a husband I love, and vice versa.

It was getting late, but my husband had not yet come to the room. In fact, I miss him a lot. Before we got married, we got married. Can not meet or just talk on the phone once, for a week.

I'm so nervous and nervous. Sometimes looking at the door. However, the knob did not move. I got up from the bed. Self-seeking in front of a mirror. Aman, my appearance is still okay.

Suddenly the head feels a bit dizzy and stomach nausea. Did I catch a cold? Ah, that's right. The wind has no morals! Why come uninvited on my first night with Tirta like this? It sucks!

Tirta finally came too, just as I was nauseous.

“Why are you, Ay?” From her voice she sounded panicked.

“It looks like I got in the wind.” I don't have the strength to explain any more. The head feels more pain. The stomach is also unusually turbulent.

“Behold, I'm trying to find wind oil, yes. I'm kerokin.” He was busy opening drawers after drawers. Looking for the existence of wind oil and coin money. But I can't take it anymore. My eyes grew blurry and it was dark for a long time.

When I opened my eyes, I was in a different place. Not in the room anymore. Except in a very dark hallway. I can't see the end.

A second later, I heard a voice like a groan, then a burst of laughter, then a giggle and finally a heartbreaking cry. I couldn't see what the figure was and where the source of the voice was.

I looked back and forth, there was only a leak. These eyes can't see anything. I try to walk by relying on the palpation of the hands as well as the feet. Yes, before stepping, I make sure with ground feet that I will incandescent safe or not. The hand too, fumbling ensures there is an obstacle or not.

Suddenly something flew overhead and forced me down. The scream escaped from my mouth. Like a big bat. The flapping of her wings made my hair fall apart.

I stood up and tried to walk again. Looking for the end of this dark passageway is my mission. I was stunned when I heard the growling sound. The voice sounded very close to the ear. My eyes glanced left and right, but could not see anything. However, I smell like boiled potatoes. A second later, the scent turned into the scent of a cigarette. Is there anyone else here?

I was also nauseous when the smell of rancid mixed with rot suddenly stung my nose. After that, there was a giggling laughter, crying, then .... “GO YOU FROM HERE!!!”

The roaring cry of a woman caused me to crumble and sit down. My back hit me for nothing, which obviously felt really hard. I think the stone walls. Maybe it's a cave. I was tired when I woke up. The chest feels tight and the back hurts a lot.

I finally managed to stand up. Then continue the journey. My steps came to a halt when a few meters ahead there was a pair of red eyes. The eyes are the size of a ball, red in color. From here it looks like a burning fireball.

I retreated away, as the big, red-eyed creature approached. Don't ask me how I feel? Clearly, very messed up. Prayers, exorcism spells, ah, I don't remember anything at all. In this mind, even just mention the name Tirta only.

“Tirtaaa!” I shouted while covering my face with my arms as the creature ran ready to hit my body.

My breath is hunting, my bow is relieved. It turned out that the horrible creature had just disappeared. I don't know where. But I still don't feel safe.

I was looking for a way out. Yeah, I need to get out of this dark place.

“Rania!”

I looked back. That's Tirta's voice. I smiled with relief. Finally my Guardian Angel came too. “Tirta, is that you? I'm here!”

My voice resonates. Seconds later silent. No one's saying. “Tyrs! Where are you?” Again, my voice echoed, then silence.

Fear began to ambush. I can't think straight. Started to panic, after walking to and fro, but never found a way out. There is only a complete.

I was tired, I felt the energy was up. I decided to sit on my knees. These eyes remain alert. I put my face in my thighs and sobbed. Tirta, help me! Get me out of this darkness. Help u!

I flinched as a clap landed on this shoulder. I raised my head and looked up. Looking here and there, there was no one. I shook my head at the fear. Stand up and try to continue.

I turned and ran in no direction. The fireball was chasing me, I was panicking. Fear of burning, that's my mind right now.

Up ahead was a grandmother dressed in all white and in her hands was a lantern. The grandmother waved me over to get closer. I looked back, the fireball was still chasing. Then looking straight ahead, the grandmother was still there. He seemed to be waiting for me to come closer.

Now what am I supposed to do? Is approaching grandma the right choice?

“Come, My Grandson!” The grandmother spoke a wave of hands accompanying her. To hell with what would happen next, getting close to that granny was my choice this time.

My breath was puffed, I slouched down as I reached next to the granny dressed in all white and carrying a lantern in her hand. I don't know what spell he cast, so the fireball disappeared in the blink of an eye.

My grandmother smiled at me. “You shouldn't be here. This isn't your place. Go home!” His right hand stretched out, I reflexively turned. There is a white light over there. I'm gawking in relief. I think that's the way out.

“Nek!” call me, when that granny disappeared somewhere. I looked back and forth, but the grandmother was nowhere to be seen. Though, I haven't said ‘thank you’ to her.

Turns out right, that white light was way out. The closer it gets, the brighter it looks. Ah, finally, I'll be free soon too. Getting closer, the light dazzled the eyes. I closed my eyes with my arms.

“Rania!” Someone called my name while shaking my body. I opened my eyes and I found Tirta, Mama and Dad with panicked faces. Not only them, there was even one more man in a turban.

I get up and sit down. Apparently I'm in my room now. Look towards the wall clock. It was past midnight.

“Ran, who am I?” ask my husband, of course that question makes this forehead frown.

“Suami.”

“Then this?” Tirta pointed at Mama and Dad. Ah, sure enough, he thinks I'm a kid or what about this?

“Mama equals Father.”

They also say hamdalah. I groaned, there was still a slight dizziness left. “What happened? Why is Mr Ustaz here?”

“Already, you rest first. You must be tired, right? Tomorrow is the story, yes. Anyway, it's night too,” Dad said.

“What your Dad said. Go sleep! Tomorrow's the story,” save Mama, “You accompany your wife. Let Mama and Papa take Mr. Ustaz forward,” he continued. Tirta nodded obediently.

***

“What happened last night?” I asked as soon as we opened our eyes in the morning.

“You were possessed,” answered.

“Hah?!” I'm surprised to not believe it.

“Hardness of Sari's spirit. He doesn't accept us getting married. He almost brought you to his realm,” my husband said.

“Sari, which was it?” Tirta nodded. I did not expect that the spirit of Sari was still lurking until now. I think he's calm in nature.

Tirta gently rubbed my back. “Already, don't think about it and don't daydream much. Better, you now clean up keep us breakfast. Agree?”

“OK!”