(True Story) HAUNTED HOUSE BU MIRA
EPS 11~

POV Fitri

I'm Mira's only daughter, and I actually know that my house is a lot of softness of all kinds. Yeah, I know from my brother and the neighbor's testimony. Although, I have never bothered them all this time.

From the first mother always complained of pain in her stomach, I guess it was just stomach pain or other digestion. Eat anything he never tastes. You can eat a lot of it, it feels good. However, all this time mother only ate enough even less than the satiety category for me.

And after getting to know Mr. Udin, the mother's pain is getting worse, even after being given water that he said had been given a prayer, the mother felt better and lighter.

Already several times the mother always went to the house of Mr. Udin to ask for prayer water. After the out-of-the-box incident I've seen.

At that time, finished performing the magrib prayer service, I remember taking my mother to Udin rumaj pak. I went out and went down the stairs. I was shocked to see my mother in so much pain. Even his chest felt tightness.

"MOTHER !!" I screamed loudly as I approached the mother who was lying weak.

"Da-da mom is so tight, Fit." His complaint. It made me more confused and anxious. "Hurry up. call Mr. Udin, get him here !"

Without a second thought I looked for my mother's phone and started looking for Udin's name. I heard mom start coughing and waltzing into the kitchen with a little bit of a limp.

"For a long time Mr. Udin, don't pick up the phone." I muttered while watching the mother who was walking towards the kitchen.

"Halloo..."

"Hallo, Mr. Udin. It's Fitri. Please go home, sir. Mom's sick. Soon yes sir. Please !"

"Well, God willing, I'll go there." Reply to Udin who looks panicked also across the phone.

I disconnected my phone and followed my mother into the kitchen.

Deg !!

"Astaghfirullah.. mother !!" I was surprised to see a sink full of blood and there were some rusty nails there. I could not see all that and I immediately flush with running water.

Huh ?!

I can't talk much anymore. I just don't think about the people who did bad things to my mom. What's really going on ? Why was my mother the victim ?

After 10 minutes, Mr. Udin came. And I let him go inside. Mr. Udin looked around the house with a peeking look. Almost every corner of the house and room he looked at while moving his mouth. I don't know what he read.

I see that mother's condition is better even though she is still a little tight in the chest. I walked into the kitchen to make a drink.

"Where is Mira ? Still sick ?" Ask Mr. Udin.

"Also sir, even if it's not as painful." Replied the mother while holding her stomach. "Is there any way to treat me, Mr Udin ? That's ..." Mother's words were interrupted when I returned with tea water for them.

"So why, ma'am ?" Ask the curious Udin. I sat next to my mother after serving tea at the table.

"So mom coughed up blood, there were even some nails coming out of mom's mouth, Mr. Udin." Answer me while looking down.

"Astaghfirullahal..." Mumbled Mr. Udin who I still clearly hear. "I actually have a friend who can help, but if Mira wants to, then I will take her there for treatment."

I saw my mother very excited to hear the news. There is a hope of recovery for mothers if they can go there.

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