31 Days
Day 6's

...The tragedy of a fish...

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Farel lay on his stomach on a large bed, covering his head with a blanket. With an HP flashlight, he was writing a diary with trembling fingers.

Her heart kept beating fast, she was so scared of having to sleep apart with Nana in a house this big. Sweat was pouring profusely, he already could not bear the many strange sounds.

Suddenly he heard a small sound from the window. The sound of the glass knocking made him panic.

Tuk. tuk..

Over time the sound was more gripping. Without a doubt Farel immediately ran out of the room with a blanket rolled up on his body.

Even without Farel realizing if the sound of knocking window glass came from the sparrow. The bird was pulled over by the window, its small beak that made a strange knocking sound.

Farel's steps were fixed on Nana's room on the first floor. He hurriedly climbed up through the stairs that were coiled like a snake. Farel quickly knocked on Nana's closed door.

Geck.. Geck..Geck..

"Nana, open fast!" farel exclaimed agitatedly.

The door opened slowly, where Farel immediately saw that Nana was standing up to welcome him.

But this time the fear suddenly disappeared in an instant. The fear was sidetracked by the appearance of Nana who was fairly rare.

Nana wears a pastel pink nightgown, her hair in the booth freely, her white skin suddenly like the moon color and her lips naturally shiny color.

"Beautiful," Farel's inner.

Nana while seeing her husband's face freeze, her eyes did not blink in the slightest. He then flicked his left palm in front of Farel's face.

"Ril? ko even bengong. What's that yelling?" nana asked with a confused face.

When Farel's face changed, he realized from all the daydreams. He took a breath and slowly adjusted it.

He came back to see his wife, certainly this was not a dream or hallucination. That woman is really Nana, she is very beautiful and charming. Farel did not even recognize him for a moment.

"Yes, make me surprised. Why also wear rich clothes kuntilanak gini!" farel pura protest. In fact, he was hiding an overwhelming surprise.

Upon hearing Farel comment about the clothes he was wearing, Nana giggled. She turned around and made the evening dress rise like bread dough.

"Beauty? I'm wearing a mother's shirt, it's still kept neat," replied Nana with a sumringah.

"Not suitable, every day also usually use bat negligee," protested Farel with misbehavior.

Nana then gives the magic grandmother diary towards her husband. He told me it was time for them to change the diary. Farel also gave a mushroom diary to Nana's hand.

"Ok, Good night to Rail" said Nana, closing the door.

"Wait.wait." replied Farel frantically and held the doorknob from the outside.

"Why Rail?"

"Better tonight I'm on guard in your room. Your hands still hurt, right? later if there is anything must be a hassle," said Farel with a pretentious face hero.

"No, Nana's hand from earlier is fine. We'd better get some sleep. Tomorrow we exchange this diary. Bye Farel," said Nana again pulled the door and wanted to close it immediately.

But Farel is still struggling, he does not want to stay Nana just like that. He again held the doorknob firmly.

"What else is Rail?" nana asked a little.

"Sleeping under the cold, I can't stand Na. It's a lot warmer in your room, I'm going in. yeah." replied Farel just straight in through the door.

Nana was astonished, when she saw her husband enter the room in a hurry. Nana then closed the door and now they were alone.

"But the bed is just one rail" said Nana.

"No problem, Farel can sleep on the sofa," Farel replied with a big smile.

At that moment Farel immediately laid his body on the sofa and again covered his body with a thick blanket.

Nana can't do much, she can only let go if Farel comes together in one room. But Nana did not care, she ignored Farel and returned to lay down on the main mattress.

The two of them now read each other's diary books with a calm night atmosphere.

"What the hell is Rel, just a one-sentence word doang," protested Nana while sitting on a mattress.

Farel got up from the sofa and his hand still opened the mushroom diary.

"Who can also concentrate on the gini horror house!" bela Farel with cuek.

"Based on a coward, just say that you're afraid to sleep alone downstairs. Men are afraid of ghosts!" Nana began to comment boldly.

" Friday, April 6, 2022

Dear diary's...

I am so happy to be back in the past. In this house, there are many sweet and bitter memories scattered. Either it was with the mother or the twelve loyal servants.

Even this is the first time I brought Farel to see 12 graves not far from here. To be honest, my feelings at the time were very upset. The grave is like leading me into a hellhole.

But at that moment, all my consciousness was saved. Thank you Farel, you gave me a hug. Even if it's a very forced hug. I feel very helped." Farel immediately froze when the diary stopped writing.

Farel closed the mushroom diary slowly, he was pensive with all the writing. She then looked at her own two hands, realizing that they had touched Nana more intimately.

She looked straight at Nana, and she was asleep. This was something that was never imagined, if he could closely see Nana sleeping.

His wife's face was like a tiny baby. His body was very thin and looked fragile. He still did not expect that the hug earlier could make Nana feel calm.

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The morning had come, Farel felt very relieved to have gone through a terrifying night. All the large windows are now open, the warm sunlight absorbs into every pore of the skin.

Farel was walking around the old house that was still well maintained. Nana said last night if it seems like the father-in-law is still taking care of the house is silent.

Water and electricity still functioned very well, even Nana could still use the equipment inside the kitchen.

While Nana was preparing breakfast, Farel kept looking at every antique and expensive furniture. European-made porcelain, large jars from china and luxury rug rugs from Morocco.

Farel's feet now entered a small room. In the room there are many bookshelves. The book was still well preserved, not a single termite damaged each sheet.

This house is beautiful and charming. He felt that this house was so comfortable to live in. He could feel an incredible magnet in every corner of the room.

Now Farel's attention was diverted to one table and a chair to the left of the corner. It seemed like that little chair where Nana often spent time reading.

He saw on the table there were some picture frames. Farel's eyes then look at one by one images of each frame. There was a pose she shared with her parents, there was a pose she shared with the twelve ministries and lastly she was standing next to the young daughter.

"Farel," said Nana from behind suddenly arrived.

As Farel was shocked, he thought the voice came from an invisible being. Farel turned his back and now looked at each other with his wife.

"Let's eat, breakfast is ready" Nana ordered gently.

"I'm sorry I entered without permission" Farel said.

"So, just relax. It's just an ordinary library. I used to spend a lot of time reading teenlit novels, fantasy novels or Japanese comics" Nana replied as she walked closer to Farel.

He also saw that the old picture frame was still neatly stored on the table. Nana smiled as her hand grabbed one of the picture frames.

"Are they the twelve dead servants?" farel asked with a heart.

"Yes, they are faithful servants. Five grown men, six grown women and one daughter like me" Nana replied.

Farel then took another picture frame, he showed it to Nana.

"Did this girl die too?" farel asked increasingly curious.

Nana immediately grabbed one photo of the frame. Nana and the girl were standing side by side wearing a short skirt of much different quality.

"His name is Tania, she's older than me a little bit. Tania is the son of the butler of this house, of course she died along with her mother," Nana replied casually.

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After talking a lot about the story from the photo, they are now sitting at the dining table. Together they were enjoying a very delicious warm fish soup.

Farel was so greedy to enjoy all the dishes he had cooked. Of course seeing it all Nana's feeling so very happy. He usually has breakfast in the office.

It's just that Farel's heart always stuck. He was always curious about the dark story behind this magnificent wall standing.

"Why did the twelve servants die in mass?" ask Farel with kepo.

"And I told you they died of food poisoning" Nana replied with a flat face.

"what is the chronology?"

"I don't know what the exact chronology looks like, I was very small. I just saw firsthand that they were lying on the floor with their mouths foaming and some were vomiting" Nana explained.

"Can I do anyway? What did they eat?" farel asked increasingly insistent want to peel thoroughly all curiosity.

"If my father said they died after eating puffer fish" replied Nana while looking straight at Farel.

For a moment Farel stopped chewing his food. He with a face full of uneasiness began to glance at the contents of the bowl beneath him. It was obvious that he had already consumed the entire fish soup quickly.

Farel stood up tensely, then he ran towards the sink. Brutally spewed out all that stuff in his mouth. As Farel tried to put a finger in his mouth, he hoped that the piece of fish that had entered the stomach would come out immediately.