Tumbar Jelangkung
Chapter 8
Chapter 8
Dusk in the capital today is more orange red than usual. The sun begins to set in the western horizon, where the full moon is ready to rise in the eastern horizon replacing its light to shine in the darkness at night.
On the streets of the capital which is usually crowded creeping with the presence of vehicle congestion along with the return of working hours. Routines go on and on as if endless. The cars that crept slowly down the street came home from the office to their comfortable homes. Not a few of them who play the radio or music to accompany the rider so as not to sleepy and not experience stress in the traffic jam every day without stopping.
While motorists struggle in congestion to traverse and to quickly get to their comfortable homes. And Yoga was still sleeping on his soft bed in his room. When the sun really no longer shows its light, Adzan Maghrib also reverberated when he just woke up from a deep sleep.
His eyes, still half-shaven, looked at his digital clock above the nightstand at six in the afternoon. He immediately got up and woke up completely. He then stood up from his bed, then set foot into the bathroom to take a shower. He closed the bathroom door and turned on the shower to wet his body. Do not forget Yoga singing small with a discordant tone. His hands rubbed the soap all over his body and rinsed it clean. The fragrance from the bath soap that was attached to his body replaced all the fatigue that had just been dated from his body.
His body felt a pleasant freshness so that Yoga did not feel the tension that crept down from the air vent hole, then entered from the sidelines of the window into the bathroom that lurked him. Yoga was done with her shower, then working on her usual routines. He went to the sink, shaved and mirrored to make sure that no hair was left on his chin even in his mustache. After that he brushed his teeth to get freshness in the mouth.
When Yoga brushed his teeth, he did not realize that there was a strange air that now possessed him. Instantly Yoga flinched. He stopped brushing his teeth. Feeling the strange air that seemed real made the fur of the romance immediately stood up. He felt the tension all over the bathroom. Water droplets from the tap make the atmosphere increasingly cold and gripping. Without thinking for a long time he spat out the rest of the odor foam in his mouth and immediately gargled with tap water. He hurried out of the bathroom. A quick look at him before he actually came out of the bathroom. The sound of a door slamming loudly echoed through the house.
But there is something strange with the mirror as if it left a reflection of himself left in the mirror by displaying a face of Yoga that is blazing blue with veins that arise all over his body, even the blood that comes out of the nose, mouth, and ears never stops. The eyes that turned into a blood red color were like wanting to break out of his skeleton. The shadow that was inside the mirror rebelled wanting to come out of the mirror and tell his real-world body not to be arrogant with the actions he did wherever it was. But slowly the shadow disappeared on its own.
Still in the same condition, Yoga ran around to get to her room and locked her up immediately. He did not care about his condition which was bare-chested and only wore a towel on his waist.
Yoga realized something was wrong with his room. He felt the oddity with the cold as he felt in the bathroom which made his roman fur goosebumps instantly. He then looked all over his room that looked creepy. Everything that was attached to the wall even the characters displayed in his closet seemed lifeless and had eyes that always watched him sharply. Like judging himself.
Yoga turned his body towards the door. The small hole slot on the door seemed to be open. He then approached, ascertaining if there was anything in the hole slot. Even he wondered to himself with astonishment ambushed himself with the fact that the hole slot was shifting. He remembered that Rani also went with her mother to the celebration at Om Win's house.
Again Yoga wants to make sure no one is watching from the outside. But both of his eyes were less careful. In a split second there was a black shadow that flashed very quickly. The rumbling that was in the sky suddenly echoed making anyone in that state goosebumps to hear it. The shadow was now approaching him, moving increasingly faster towards the door of the Yoga room. The target is right towards the two Yoga eyes that are peeking there.
Lucky yoga. He instantly closed the hole slot on the door before the black bulge approached him. He took a deep breath to calm himself. His heart rate is racing fast. His brain told his entire limbs to remain calm.
It's safe here! There's nothing!
Cool out!
Relax, Yoga!
But the scattered oxygen refused to enter his lungs. He screamed in his mind to calm himself.
RELAX, YOGA!!!
He then walked towards the closet, opening it violently. When he opened the closet door it was as if there were a pair of red eyes peering at him on the sidelines of the clothes hanging in his closet. The fear that had taken over his entire body soul to act, he ventured to get closer and see what was there. He still thinks this is one of Rani's work to prank herself to return her ignorance to her sister.
Yoga directed his hand to remove all the clothes hanging, but in his can there is only a wooden wall. He groped the wall, finding nothing there but a flat surface. Yoga thoughtlessly took a shirt and closed the closet.
Yoga does not believe that he is afraid in his own home. He immediately put on his shirt and sprayed the body cologne. Accidental splashes of body cologne hit his eyes.
"Anjiyrrr!" rough talk.
Yoga rubbed his sore eyes. While the bottle of body cologne used fell and rolled down under the bed.
Yoga closed his eyes for a moment so that his eyes improved and returned to normal. He blinked his eyes while letting out his tears to neutralize the pain he felt. A moment his gaze blurred, suddenly a black shadow came out from his closet to move places. Yoga refocused his eyes feeling unsure of what he had just seen.
"There's nothing, Yoga! You know if you're scared! Anjir is ah!" he murmured himself to brave himself who was still shrouded in fear.
He looked towards the closet door that was still tightly closed, and turned around for a moment to make sure that the small slot in his room was also still closed. Seen around his room full of wall hangings, still as before, nothing strange.
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