Whisperings Ghaib

Must Be Brave

I was really scared when I saw the pocong, his face was charred. His eyes looked red, the white cloth that looked as if I was a child rolling on the ground, that kind of cloth he was wearing.

However, if I continue to hide in my fear. I'm sure the pocong will follow me wherever I go, but I'm very happy that today I'm going to spend some time having fun with my parents.

'Shit! How could I have fun if he kept looking at me with a gaze so hard to interpret?' I swear in my heart.

I tried to take a deep breath, then let it out slowly. I continued to suggest myself not to be afraid of the pocong that was now near the middle-aged man.

After feeling calmer, I turned my face towards the middle-aged man that my father and mother called Mr. Sanjaya.

I noticed the man's face, but he didn't look the same as the man I saw in my dreams.

Then, what does the man have to do with the pocong that is now beside him? What does this have to do with the bad guy in my dream, with the guy who's now next to the pocong?

Ah, everything is complicated. It makes my head really feel dizzy, I think it's a very difficult puzzle.

Seeing me so confused, father and mother looked anxious. Mother even directly stroked my shoulders gently and asked with gentleness.

"Will you go home? Mommy will feel anxious, if you continue to fear like that," said Mother.

I was silent thinking about what I should say to my mother, if I go home I still want to enjoy the food that I have longed for.

However, if I do not go home I also feel afraid of the horror look of the pocong.

"If you don't just ask the same pocongnya, why the hell did he follow you continue," said Dad while chuckling.

I know you said that so I don't feel scared anymore, you're trying to melt the mood not meant to be sneaky.

Hearing what my father said, I thought to myself. Can't I communicate through my inner eye? Then, why did I fall silent in fear?

"Father is right" I said.

After saying that, I closed my eyes. I'm trying to communicate with that supernatural creature that looks so scary.

'I'm sorry if I was presumptuous, I just wanted to ask. Why do you keep following me?'

I asked in my heart, I focused my mind to be able to talk to the pocong through my inner eyes.

'Help me, please clear my name.'

I heard the answer from the pocong, but frankly I did not understand what the pocong was asking for.

Looks like the clue given by the pocong is still very lacking, I have to find another clue.

'I don't understand what you want, can it be further clarified?' my many.

Hearing what the pocong asked me to do, I felt really troubled. It feels like the mission this time feels very heavy, I have to approach the middle-aged man named Sanjaya.

It felt like it would be very difficult, moreover he was an important person. Even dad said that the middle-aged man was a business client of dad.

'What does this have to do with the dream I had last night?' askaku.

'Of course it has something to do, because the man who was beaten to death in your dream, was me.'

"Oh my God, this task is so hard!" I complained involuntarily with my eyes still closed.

"What task is so heavy?"

A question rang out from my lips, I opened my eyes and looked at my father and mother in turn.

"Pocong's a murder victim, Dad. He asked me to clear his name, of course, he also asked me to fully investigate the problems that befell him. When he was alive he was scapegoated by someone else."

Hearing what I said, father and mother looked like confused people. Maybe, they wonder. How to clear the name of a deceased person.

As well as me, I felt confused as to where I should start the mission this time. However, it seems like I have to meet my three friends first and talk to them about it. Because usually they will be more understanding for problems like this.

"Honey, Mother's appetite seems to disappear instead. How about we just go home? Mother's head also hurts, the food is wrapped. We will eat at home" said Mother.

Mother who only listened to my story looks so confused and dizzy, what about I try.

However, I tried to keep as close as possible so that I could think better. I can't be scared anymore, I'm a chosen human being.

"Alright, Bun. Let's go home, "I replied.

Though I would love to enjoy lunch at the Japanese Resto together with my parents, I really miss our togetherness.

Unfortunately I felt unfocused to continue my lunch, it felt like my appetite was gone somewhere.

After all the food I ordered was wrapped by the waiter who was there, I looked at the cashier to pay for the food.

I had time to circulate my gaze, there was no longer that creepy-looking pocong next to the middle-aged man who he said could be a clue for me to investigate who the killer of the pocong was.

Geez, I forgot that I didn't ask you what the pocong's name was. I didn't know what to call that pocong.

Do I have to call him om, uncle or what? Heh, it seems like next time I meet again I have to ask him what his name is.

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