Am I Different?
Trance

As usual, I went home with Dinar. We ride our bikes in tandem, we also pedal the bike more slowly than usual, because while continuing the story.

"Key, you don't think it was Diana?" ask Dinar.

"I thought of Diana too, which I was confused about, what does she mean?" my answer.

"Not a picture of him and I saw a piece of paper in his uniform bag, would you give a letter to his parents, would you?" Dinar wonders.

"Yes Din, people died making letters in the cemetery. Strange you hahahaha." I laughed when I heard Dinar.

"Yes too, yeah. Haha." Dinar laughed out loud.

Actually in my heart is the same, is it possible that Diana would give the letter to her parents?

With the cool chat we did not realize that it was in front of the house.

"Since when, my house is near hehehe" I said, scratching my head.

"You're having a good conversation, so it feels closer. Yes, your house moved?" answer Dinar.

"I'm going in first, Din. Be careful on the road" I said.

I parked my bike in my garage. Then walk to my main door.

Tok tok....

I knocked on my door.

"Assalamualaikum, Mum. I'm home." I salute Mom.

Several times I knocked on the door, I didn't open it. And my house is locked, which means my mother's sign is not home.

"where are you, it's Mom in the afternoon? Did you, Mom go to the market at this hour?" I said guessing.

I waited for my mother to sit on my porch seat, reopen the bag and take a picture book.

Who the hell are you? Are you Diana? Then what do you want? I am still trying to wonder in my heart. Not long after I saw my mother open the gate of our house.

"Where are you from, Mom?" My toot.

"From Mother Ningsih's house, Deck. I was asked to help make a cake there, please" replied Mom.

"Want an event, Mom?" ask again.

"Yes, Deck. Want a salvation, for the age of seven months the grandson of Mother Ningsih," replied the mother again.

"What's Little, Mom? Old Ma'am Sekar is not here, since she was five months pregnant," I said.

"So morning Mbak Sekar has come here, Dek. You are wanted, he said to miss you," replied the mother as she opened the door.

I went straight into the house to my room.

"Dek, later finished praying for help anterin parcel for Mbak Sekar, yes," shouted the mother from outside my room.

"Yes, Mom. Pray and eat first I'm hungry" I replied.

I put my picture book on the study table, then I just change clothes and then immediately pray. After that, I immediately went out of the room for lunch, because I was already hungry.

"Mom, Mother," call me.

"Yes, the mother in the room finished praying too," replied the mother from the room.

"I want to eat first, Mom. Later Dedek anterin," I said.

I rushed to eat because I could not wait to meet with Mbak Sekar. He's my neighbor whose house is only three houses away from my house.

Eating was done, I took the parcel that had been prepared by Mother who put it on the dining table, so that I did not forget.

"Dek, later if I Ningsih asked, said that I still want to wash your uniform first, yes. Later, just go there again," my mother told me.

"Yes, Mom. My uniform was forgetfulness I still put on the bed, I haven't put the basket. I'm leaving first ma'am, Assalamualaikum." I say goodbye to mom.

"Your habits, Wa'alaikumsalam," replied the mother.

I walk to Mother Ningsih's house.

"Hi, Key. Where are you going?" Ask Dinar who accidentally crossed paths with me.

"You go to Ma'am Sekar's house, nganterin parcel from Mother," I replied by showing a bag containing parcels.

"Where are you going?" ask me to Dinar.

"It's going to that big street supermarket, told my mom to go shopping. I'm first, yeah, Key. You've been waiting for my mother," replied Dinar as she passed away in a hurry.

I continued my path, finally I arrived at Mother Ningsih's house. I pulled the bell of his house, not so long Mbak Sekar appeared from behind the door of the house.

"Keyla, huh?" ask Mbak Sekar.

"Great time, Key. Come on, let's go in first," said Mbak Sekar again.

"Newly not met a few months, the time is different I'm Mbak? There's-there," I replied by walking into the house Mbak Sekar.

"Ma, look for this Keyla." Mbak Sekar called Mother Ningsih who was holding her grandson in tears.

"Sit down, Key. Auntyin calm his son Mbak Sekar is fussy, maybe this tiredness," said Bu Ningsih.

"Yes, Aunt." I sat on the living room sofa, from a distance I still saw Bu Ningsih who was carrying her grandson.

My gaze was only focused on them, I was suddenly startled by the scary-faced woman who had been standing behind my vision. He was standing right beside Bu Ningsih.

"Aaaaaa ..." I shouted.

Bu Ningsih was shocked by my screams.

"What's up, Key?" ask Bu Ningsih.

Mbak Sekar who had kept his clothes, came to me.

"What's up, Key?" ask Mbak Sekar.

"It's okay, Ma'am. Afraid of cockroaches, me" I replied.

I'm still at the house, Ma'am Sekar, we're chatting. But my eyes stayed on the woman. The more I looked, the more he smiled with a horrible face.

"Mbak Sekar, everyone here is the same, Ma'am?" i asked.

"Thank you, Key. I'm with my husband and that's my handsome son." Mbak Sekar replied by pointing at his son who was still crying.

"I took my son first, Key. Since the journey until now has not stopped crying either." Mbak Sekar approached his son.

"Yes, Ma'am," I answered briefly.

I wanted to tell you, but I hesitated to say it.

"Bu Ningsih, Ma'am Sekar, I say goodbye to go home first, yes," I said goodbye.

"Cock rush, Key. Here first," said Mbak Sekar.

"Wait for Mom, Ma'am, because I said for a moment. Later, I come here, Ma'am, he's still washing the uniform, me" I replied.

"Thank you, the briefcase," said Mbak Sekar.

"Yes, Mother. You're welcome" I replied.

I still saw from a distance the woman, she still looked at me with an eerie smile.

I left Bu Ningsih's house, then hurried home to tell my mother.

When I got home, I looked for my mother to go to the laundry room.

"Mother" I called him.

"Justy, Deck. In the back" answered my mother.

I walked over to Mom.

"Mom. I hunted to the house of Mbak now, deh." I asked mom.

"What's up, Dek? Must be something weird?" answer mother guessed.

"Yes, Mom. I just saw a creepy-faced woman at the house of Mbak Sekar, Mom. I talked to Ningsih's mom, yeah. Keyla's afraid of hehehe." I'm explaining.

"Later, I haven't finished cleaning it yet" replied the mother as she dried my clothes in the washing machine.

I'm still waiting for my mom in the laundry room. I sat there, and not so long was my mother finished.

"You'll be there later, Dek?" ask mother.

"No, Ma. Dedek was afraid of anything, later," I said.

"How do you want to talk, and you just don't see it. If you're gonna tell me where it is, Dek." Mother invites.

I went back to Bu Ningsih's house.

There the woman continued to follow the child of Mbak Sekar.

"Sorry, Miss Ningsih. Keyla said she saw a woman following Granddaughter, Mother." Mom told Mother Ningsih.

"Where's that, Key?" ask Mbak Sekar.

"There, Ma'am," I pointed at the woman.

Mother said, I was suddenly possessed. I screamed furiously, sometimes crying and saying, "This is my son, I'm going to take my son."

My mother said it over and over again with an echoing voice. The whole house of Bu Ningsih was in a panic, especially my mother.

Husband Mbak Sekar, trying to help mom hold me who thrashed. While Mbak Sekar's father, rushed to call Kyai who was around my housing.

Not so long ago, Mr. Kyai came to try to cure me. But I kept screaming, getting angry and crying. They were trying to get me to interact.

"You who? This is Mbak Sekar's son, not yours?" mr. kyai interacts.

"My son was killed, my son was taken" I replied in possession.

"Who killed? Then why did you get here?" mr. kyai asked again.

"I don't know, I was killed with my son. We were banished" I replied with a cry.

"I see this kid, I'm taking him. This is my son!" answer me again.

"Don't. I beg you, have mercy on me, "please Sister Sekar, weeping with a sigh as well.

"I don't want to know, I want this child" I replied in anger.

Mr. Kyai tried to cure me, with great difficulty I finally began to realize.

"What's up, Mom? How did Mama Sekar cry? Did I offend him?" my many.

I was still confused to see Mbak Sekar crying, I was also confused to see there was Pak Kyai there.

"Bu Ningsih, Ma'am Sekar, I took Keyla home first, yes." Mom said goodbye while holding my hand.

"Yes Aunty, thank you, Key," replied Maak Sekar.

I was confused not to respond. In my heart I asked, What is this? I don't understand? And since when did Pak Kyai at the house of Mbak Sekar?

Arriving at home, my mother laid my body down, she told me to rest.

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