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"Slurppp" warm bitter tea made it through my dry throat.

"Where's Dar? It's been quiet, isn't it?" asked Si Mbah with a slightly worried face.

"Did Miss Lastri know Mbah? About the Dining we moved his grave?"

"It seems not Dar, because who has a swamp does not know if we are moving"

"Then why did he bother me last night, Mbah?"

"Who knows Dar, Si Mbah also can not draw conclusions. But, maybe because you can see him, so he's excited to see your face scared"

Our conversation stopped. The sound of a pendulum clock goes off three times, indicating that it is now three in the morning.

Waking up all night really made my eyes sore this time. Still not out of thought, white water, clothes, until the wooden cots in my room are made wet with my sweat.

'Is it true that what I saw was real?' I kept echoing that word in my mind. As if forced to believe something that used to make no sense in my logic.

Without a second thought, I intend to at least fall asleep until dawn which will come soon. Even if it's just an hour or so, at least it's better than nothing.

My eyes continued to look at the precarious house that was lined up above my head, but my gaze glared far away imagining the strange events that terrorized me last night.

"HEART.!" I heard the sound of a big object falling right next to my body. My wooden can even creak to the point of holding the weight of the thing.

'Ah why is this?' murmured in the heart when only my eyeball could move. His hands, feet, head, mouth, and everything other than his eyes were locked.

By force, even though my guts have shrunk, I move my eyeballs towards the direction of the sound. When I got my eyes there, my heart was racing as if ready to jump from my body.

I can only give up because it keeps locked, my eyes can't I take his eyes off that figure. Now, Lastri is sleeping side by side on my back. Her shroud came in contact with my bare hands. Obviously I felt wet creeping on the surface of my skin, and now the smell of rancid began to greet both nostrils.

"All! Allahuahaw!" my mind screamed, but the voice never came out of my mouth when Pocong Lastri turned his head around, until his head turned upside down to face the back.

In my heart, I kept reciting the holy verse. Even so, he didn't leave. Sweat continued to pour all over my body, holding back the fear that filled my chest.

Suddenly, that figure disappeared from my sight. My eyes also recovered. Back can glance even though my entire body is still locked.

'Ah shit' swearing in the heart. Just as I turned my gaze straight towards the front, the figure was actually smiling over my face. Lastri's head was completely hanging, flexing, as if it could fall at any moment.

"Hiii. hiii, hiii," the hanging head laughed. In the wake of the sound of laughter, another noise gradually came greeting the ears. Now I'm like hearing dozens of Lastri, laughing at each other, with a distinctive voice of hers.

In a panic, I suddenly remembered the words he once said "If you are not sleeping, Fold your big toe."

Like tingling, there was a strange feeling radiating from the tip of the head. Moved up to the tip of the foot, after the big toe I managed to fold down. Eventually my body went normal, and it was able to be moved back.

A sense of relief immediately lodged, when the figure of the red pocong that had been bothering me finally left. For a moment I was pensive, with my hands constantly rubbing my sweaty face. After I thought it was quite powerful, I decided to take ablution water at the back of the house, followed by performing the prayer before the dawn prayer.

"O Lord, grant your weak and foolish servant steadfastness, and protect your servant from disasters, poverty, and also the temptations of Satan.. Amen," my prayer closed with both palms rubbing my face.

"Soak Sir! Not in the lock!"

"Ki! huh uh.! huh uh.! Scrap Ki.!" Mr. Urip gasped for air, having run from his house a fair distance away from here.

"Take a breath first Rip, just said," replied Si Mbah briefly while staring in wonder at his interlocutor.

"Fuck Ki! Come to my house! My son is possessed hah hah hah!"

Hearing that, I, the Mbah, and Mr. Urip immediately ran towards his residence.

Before arriving at his house, I saw from a distance Mr. Urip's wife was waiting at the door of their house.

"That's ki! In the room!" shouted Mr. Urip while pointing fingers towards a door that was only closed by a curtain, with a picture of storks lined up brown.

"Fuck Ki!" Mr. Urip's wife pushed the back of the Mbah, asking Si Mbah to hurry.

Responding to that, Si Mbah rushed in hastily, the atmosphere of silence had struck, before finally Si Mbah said a word. "Astaghfiullah! Inalillahi wa inalillahi roji'un."

After saying the word, Si Mbah immediately sobbed. And not long after the crying voice of Si Mbah was heard, immediately the crying sound of the couple broke.

According to the explanation of the husband and wife who were crying. His son suddenly convulsed, his eyes constantly glaring towards the ceiling. Plus his hand kept clawing at his own neck until it bled. He spoke occasionally but his voice was unclear, his voice was trembling, like a slaughtered person.

When his father went to call Ki Turah, his son woke up from his sleep. He sat on the couch, staring intently at his mother's eyes. Seeing his son continue to claw his neck that has been badly scratched, the mother immediately panicked. The mother's body trembled when she saw her son break the glass shard bottle used for his room's kerosene container. In the midst of panic was heard the voice of her husband with the voice of Si Mbah from a distance. Mom ran straight to the front door. But naaz, when his mother ran out about to ask her husband and Si Mbah to hurry, the boy had already poked the jakun on his own neck, using the shards of glass that he had held earlier.

Now the body had drooped stiffly, with a hollow neck on top of his bedroom cot. Accompanied by sobs and hugs from the Father and Mother he loved, he went for a long time.

"Satya!" the screams of Mother Sundiyah boomed through the silent morning. Make all the neighbors rushed over, to make sure what happened.

Be connected,-

just want to tell my experience this. experience with the scene bending/folding the big toe.

you can move your big toe without touching it with your hands, right?

if the moment overlaps, move your thumbs, push down until stuck. until almost knocking elbows.

guaranteed to wake up.

that's the way that the late Grandma taught Mother.and obviously I was taught by Mother 😅

that's really how to get out of the position of overlap.

already proven in othor himself, the inclusion of ketindih, and the way it always works 😁