(Who) I'm Without you
Gaining Terror

Now it was almost night, but Rama showed no signs of consciousness. Feza continued to whisper 2 sentences of shahada and short dhikr in his ear. This is what Feza did because he started thinking about what the nurse said last afternoon.

The Flashback

"... Buk, I don't mean to want to do anything. But this isn't the first time I've seen people of the same fate. In this village, you have to be careful. Because there are still many people who practice black magic and so on" the nurse who is not a native there conveyed his experience during his 2-year stint in the village of M****u. He nodded as Feza stared at him intensely as if searching for lies through those eyes. He also tried to convince Feza to immediately consider his words before it was too late to give help to Rama.

Flashback off

"Sir, Nan, how if we follow the advice of Mbak Dwi. It's for Rama's good, I'm afraid we're late for him" Feza said.

"Za, believe the shaman is a idolater. Don't be weak gini. We better ask for the same almighty help. Come pray" Nanda pointed Feza's shoulder and led him out of the room where Rama was being treated. Right now let Mr. Prima take care of Rama.

That night they will take turns to look after Rama. Fortunately at the Bu Heni stall, Feza had bought corn and a kilo of flour. Feza also made a basket of corn and 3 cups of hot coffee to fuel those who will stay up late tonight.

Feza brought all the food and drinks he had prepared into the tray to be more easily taken to the puskesmas. Nanda and Pak Prima arrived there with bright smiles welcoming his arrival who brought his hands.

"Ma, wake up. If you sleep mulu do not go to the corn basket" said Nanda who sat right next to Rama.

They all sit in plastic chairs that are usually provided for patients who want to seek treatment. Feza who was sitting right by the window with his back to his back suddenly felt goosebumps. The feather stands. The window slit felt like something was blowing at him. He wanted to turn his head around, but Feza's frozen body like ice was unable to move.

"Za, why are you?" pat Nanda on his shoulder.

Thanks to Nanda's clap that finally Feza was able to move his body that was stiff. "Alhamdulillah" thanks Feza.

"In asked why even alhamdulillah" said Nanda astonished.

"What's wrong with you, Za?" this time, Mr. Prima asked.

"When I tell you, you're gonna believe me?" ask Feza. Actually he did not want to tell a story afraid of 2 friends staying up this will be frightened and even intend to return to the city immediately.

"News, Za" said Mr. Prima.

"Yes, just a story. Why the hell lo?" ask Nanda the umpteenth time.

"But the tukeran position first. Nan, you sit here yeah" said Feza invite Nanda to change places with him. Nanda also casually moved to the seat Feza before.

"I felt like someone was watching us, sir, from there" Feza said, pointing to the window. "So I suddenly felt goosebumps, my body stiffened as I did. Fortunately Nanda clapped my shoulder. If not then maybe until the morning my body nge-*freeze*". Feza recounted the thing he had just experienced while rubbing his chest. It was obvious the sense of relief because Nanda had been saved from that fear.

Feza and Mr. Prima continued their conversation. Without them realizing that it was Nanda's turn to get the blow. But the difference is, Nanda dared to turn her back and intended to bully someone who bullied her.

Nanda opened the window without the curtains. And clearly, his eyes caught a woman with a frightening form.

"Aaaaa" cried Nanda and then fell backwards.

"Why, Nan?" ask Mr. Prima and Feza.

"There's a kunti outside". Just contact Feza and Pak Prima directly inching closer to Nanda.

"Nan, close the window again" said Feza.

"You're the one who opened me up" elak Pak Prima.

"Geez sir, I've seen Feza also has a taste of the atmosphere. Mr. Doang who has not been parted" looks frightened Nanda. There was not the slightest trace of courage that had lodged in him.

"Okay, I'm the one who closed. But we're both there. Let me shut up but you also go there" said Mr. Prima pleading. Because he is also afraid. This is the first time he has been bullied by a ghost.

Finally Nanda and Feza flank Mr. Prima who would stick out his hand to close the window. They walked slowly closer to the 20cm wide open window. Then with a quick movement Mr. Prima pulled the window close and immediately locked it. Luckily their eyes saw nothing. So that they are now calmer because the female ghost is no longer around them.

"Eh, is the main door closed yet?" ask Nanda.

"Do not know" said Mr. Prima weak. Same with Feza. He shakes not knowing.

"Let's check it together" Nanda ordered.

"Rama was left alone?" ask Feza.

"Yes, look after Rama. I'm the same Mr. Prima alone" said Nanda who immediately took the hand of Mr. Prima.

They also headed forward to check the main door of the puskesmas. Arriving at the door, they found that the door had been locked. However, when he turned around. Mr. Prima and Nanda could see clearly through the main window that the kuntilanak was standing right under the porch lamp of the official house with his head lowered.

Nanda and Mr. Prima were both frightened but completely motionless to leave the place. They were constantly watching the female ghosts who were deliberately seeking their attention.

Until finally the ghost straightened his head and a split second he floated closer, continued to approach, getting closer and he arrived in front of Pak Prima and Nanda despite being blocked by a thin window. Then they both ran back and forth towards Rama's treatment room.

"Why?" ask Feza to panic.

"We have looked at the same mountain" said Nanda, curling in fear.

"Close the door, Za" ordered Mr. Prima to quickly ask Feza to close the door of the room where they are now.

"Why be gini, astaghfirullah" said Nanda as he rubbed his face rough.

"Gue was still afraid of the window. It is better to use this just so as not to be afraid very" said Feza while giving sneli or his doctor's coat to be sidelined to the window as a substitute for curtains. Mr. Prima also attached it to the nails that are on the left-right of the window.

*Oh Allah, protect us. What was our fault, God, until the ghost terrorized us tonight. And also, I beg you quickly to wake up to Rama, O Allah. I want to get home from here and no longer want to deal with that thing*, Feza said in her heart.

That night the three of them could not sleep. In addition to the reason to keep Rama is also because the lost drowsiness is defeated by fear. The coffee that Feza prepared was very helpful for them to calm their minds that were afraid of the effects on the ghosts of the night. They don't know when the ghost will terrorize them. Their hope, hopefully this incident does not happen again the next night.

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**I like to create stories that do not guess where the plot is going, hehe**....

**Let's both our dizzy, you guys who read it dizzy, I'm also dizzy thinking ending. Where to take (our relationship), who read while singing need karaoke**?