31 Days
The Unnamed Headstone
...The twelve tombstones had a story...
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"Seriously should I come?" farel asked with a troubled face.
"Yes, when else can you walk together. Soon also want a divorce, let's just say this is our last togetherness," replied Nana with a big smile, she then put two large shovels into the back of the car.
"Why did you bring a shovel? Actually we go where the hell na," asked Farel with a confused face.
"It was clear yesterday, I want to go to the cemetery" Nana replied as she closed the car trunk door automatically.
Nana quickly got in front of the car. Now he's the one who took over the car. His hand then pulled the seat belt to match the safety standards of driving.
Farel then sat down beside his wife. He was surprised because Nana was preparing with the steering wheel of the car. Never had he seen the courage to drive a car like this.
"I'm the one who drives, let's not stray," Nana said as she stepped on the gas pedal and launched the car out of the garage of the house.
"So you're not kidding, we're going to heal into the grave?" farel asked confusedly.
"I'm serious, our journey is quite far," Nana replied seriously.
Farel sighed, he was really caught in the trap of his wife this time. What else is Nana planning. After the moustache incident, this time he continued to drag her in many puzzles.
Nana's so abnormal, she's no ordinary woman. But unfortunately, Farel this time like hypnotized by the writing of Nana's diary.
He used to always be arbitrary, do not want to be regulated and always want to win. This time he did not dwell, this divorce instead took him far following Nana.
Really, this is all out of plan.
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The journey from Bekasi to Majalengka takes a relatively long time. It only takes about 3 hours. Now their car is entering the tea garden area as well as tourist attractions.
Farel began to be happy, the worry that continued to hit his calm was gone. He thought that if Nana was just joking, in fact they were now enjoying the green scenery and the cool air.
The car's glass was lowered, Farel's head began to look up slightly out of the window. He began to breathe in such a cool air and continued to pamper his two ever-weary eyes.
"Say dong from earlier if we want to tour the tea garden, do not be a mysterious pretender to say to the grave," Farel said happily.
"Not arrived yet" Nana replied with a faint smile.
"Well, where else is Na. We just rest here, it's really good to eat in the restaurant there," said Farel while pointing to a restaurant up there.
"Will you heal me or you?" ask Nana seriously.
"You dong Na" Farel replied casually.
"Yes, Farel was silent. This holiday I decide," Nana protested with a slight frown.
"Ok, please," replied Farel was still indifferent.
The car kept driving around the path and the rocks. Over time they began to move away from the point of tourist attractions. Nana takes the car into a very quiet forest.
Farel panicked again, this time he saw a pretty creepy sight. Forest silence and ******** tree twigs disturb his ears. Moreover, this has entered the afternoon.
The car stopped at an empty lot. In front of the car he saw a concrete fence that was worn out. Farel suspected that the land was a private property.
Nana and Farel were down at the same time. The woman then took two large shovels tucked away in the back trunk of the car.
One shovel he gave to Farel. With great strangeness and fear, Farel threw the big shovel on the ground.
"Yes! What the hell, why did you take me to the forest? Then why do you tell me to hold this fucking shovel?!!!" farel asked, his patience was running out.
"What don't you see? up ahead there, about 10 meters we'll get to the destination point. There are many graves" said Nana so relaxed.
"What's? You are crazy. Why should we go to the cemetery of all. This is a horror tour!"farel's protest grew angry.
"Yes, if you don't want to come with me. Please wait in the car. I walk ya," replied Nana directly walking leaving Farel alone.
At that time Nana also walked straight through the concrete fence. He toughly carried a big shovel in his hand. Farel panicked more, now he is alone and the atmosphere is getting gripping.
With no other choice, Farel ran after Nana quickly. He immediately saw that Nana was standing on the edge of a large banyan tree.
With a stingy breath, Farel stood beside Nana. How shocked Farel was not when he saw so many graves lined up not neat.
Without a word, Nana walked over to all the graves. He dragged the big shovel and swung it over his head with his small hands.
Nana then hit the tombstone with the shovel she was holding. He with empty eyes kept slamming the spades into all the tombstone numbers.
Farel's blood froze as if, and his hair kept on standing. Both of his legs were limp and shaking violently. Buru hunts Farel to approach his wife, he pulls Nana's right hand by force.
"Lady!!! Stop that!" farel shouted in frustration.
Nana didn't stop, she was getting crazy with that big shovel. This time he completely ignored Farel. He continued to focus on slamming every tombstone.
Because of the magnitude of Nana's energy, some of the tombstone cement began to collapse. Some of them are even split.
Farel does not give up, he continues to force Nana to quit this super crazy action. At that time Farel had thought that Nana was possessed by kuntilanak.
There was no other way, Farel decided to hug Nana from behind. He locked both of Nana's hands very tightly. Farel's efforts to produce results, now Nana stopped completely.
The shovel Nana was holding she let go. Nana remained silent and did not resist Farel's embrace. His breathing sounded very heavy, clearly this time he had exerted a lot of energy.
"Are you okay?" farel asked with great worry.
"Now, I am okay," replied Nana slowly.
Farel did not let go of Nana just like that. She kept hugging Nana like that. Suddenly he felt Nana's heartbeat directly, an irregular rhythm.
Is Nana scared?
******
After the incident at the cemetery, the two of them were sitting pensively in the car. Both of Nana's palms were scuffed and bleeding, because she was too excited about the big shovel.
Farel hasn't asked anything about the crazy incident. He only wanted to treat first the wound on Nana's palm.
Farel deftly cleaned the wound with alcohol. Then cover it with some large plaster. Only after that he could not bear to interrogate his wife.
"How do you feel after hitting a lot of gravestones?" farel asked in a soft tone of voice.
"As you said Rel, it was the best healing I've ever done" Nana replied blankly.
"OK, Ok... Until now I still do not understand why you take me to a forest filled with 12 tombstones?" farel asked increasingly curious.
Nana's index finger then pointed straight ahead, it turns out she was turning Farel's eyes. Nana tries to tell Farel if there is a large house that has been abandoned for a long time.
Farel had just realized that there was a large house figure that looked more like an old castle. A haunted house with a magic granny in it.
"When I was 12, I lived with my sick mother there. We have 12 servants who every day take care of the house and the needs of the mother," explained Nana with a serious face.
"So the letters 1 - 12 on the tombstone belonged to the servants of the house Na?" guess Farel with goosebumps.
"Yes, they died en masse. They died of food poisoning. Only me and mother survived," Nana casually replied.
"WHAT? Seriously, Na, you're not lying, are you?" asked Farel.
"No, it's true."
"Why did you hit their tombstone?"
"First, if I was feeling frustrated because I felt dumped by my father. I always hit the twelve servants simultaneously.
At that moment I felt the anger inside my chest begin to improve and feel lighter. Since they are now dead, I can only hit their tombstones.
But it still feels the same as before, soothing and very light, which is what it feels like to heal," Nana replied as she turned her gaze toward Farel.
This time he smiled widely, staring at Farel sparklingly. Nana who Farel knew has returned. There was no fear and anger in his face.
Farel grew even more surprised, as this was the first time he had told her the past directly. As long as they were married, she was very secretive and did not save any trouble.
"But it's Na's fault, you're violent. Healing is not like that," Farel replied firmly.
Nana did not answer that question. She just smiled pretty.
"Tonight we sleep in the old house. Fortunately, I still have the keys to the house" said Nana while directing the car into the big house at the end there.