BLACK BIRDS IN MAHLA'S EYES
Marshes
Mahla was awakened long after David had left. The poor man did not know what was happening in the living room of the Yosiah family, right after the silvery mist enveloped them all. The girl opened her eyes that felt heavy and thick. It was as if he had fallen asleep and cried many times.
Mahla finds Melekh sitting where David used to be, and the ghost of Shoshana is strangely still among them. While the room was empty and empty, the hundreds of other ghosts that had circled them were no longer visible. Similarly to her mother, the pale blonde woman was not there either.
“Why are you still here?” Mahla asked Shoshanna. He felt confused and disoriented. Melekh took some leftover dry bread on the table and fed it all at once to his mouth. Mahla observes her twin brother with a feeling of affection.
“Melekh, when did you come?” Mahla asked softly while stroking Melekh's back. Shoshana floated between them with large tears still streaming down her cheeks.
“She mmmau d-d-d-in sinnni Melekh stammered.
Mahla frowned, hearing Melekh's words, there were rarely any ghosts who would stay after his request was not granted. In cases like Shoshanna, the spirit will usually be angry and will no longer want to deal with Mahla. Usually they will make troublemakers such as dropping things, disturbing livestock, to send endless nightmares.
“But I still won't help you find Madam Rosie.” Strictly Mahla once again.
Shoshana looked at him with a reproachful look, the ghost then floated to Melekh's side, hoping that his sister would help him.
"Melekh won't help you either!" Hardik Mahla is getting upset. He ignores Shoshana's threatening views, and goes back to questioning his sister.
“Where is David?” Mahla realizes the absence of the half-bald man there. He also searched for his mother who was nowhere to be seen there were about a million questions on his mind. “Where's mom, Melekh?” Ask his younger brother who is now licking an empty tray of bread.
“En-nnaak.” Melekh did not answer his question.
“Where are they?” Mahla asked again, sharper and more dangerous. Shoshana's ghost appears to be shying away from them because Mahla seems so powerful, her aura makes the spirit dodge quickly if it does not want to *****.
Go with the fog.
Shoshana answered in Mahla's mind. The bright red-haired girl felt her entire body cool down like it had been drenched in ice. Did his mother go with David to find Madam Rosie? However, it did not look like her mother at all!
“Melech! Let's find mom!” Mahla cried tensely as she grabbed Melekh's arm. After their hands touched, static electrical energy was like emanating from the bodies of the two. Ignoring her body that felt drained of her energy, Mahla entered the dimension of fog that had taken her mother out of nowhere.
Marya was sure she was dreaming. He was walking among the dense fog that blinded his eyes, while his right hand held tightly to another hand that felt dry and wrinkled.
Marya crossed over something like a swamp with someone constantly shaking behind her, the hand she was holding was also continuing to tremble violently. The woman tried to decipher her memory.
Where the hell am I?
He drew the hand strong, and was very surprised to find David in front of him. Covert
the thin fog all over his body was like a silkworm cocoon, the man was trembling from head to toe.
“Are we dead?” Ask David lirih.
No David, we are not dead. We were in the spirit world like I used to live with Nana when I was a kid. When dad wasn't so mean. When no church was standing. When there was only Nana, me, and the ghosts that surrounded.
The stories that exist are too bizarre and frightening, for people who do not understand. I can see beyond the head. I can tell which is in the secret depths. I can take the grim in your heart, and trade it for colored dreams.
There, among the maelstrom of fog, Marya learned many things from her grandmother. He learned to read signs, to see shapes in the night sky and to translate them. Marya also understands many things such as rocks and various plants that can be a repel, or even wreak havoc.
Little Marya recorded everything in her memory. However, the time of the fall came, in the form of the vile man he had once called: father.
Marya's father was a hard-hearted unemployed. He would never work in the garden, would not feed the cows, would not climb clove trees, under the pretext of not daring. He always just eats and sleeps and gambles.
Marya never saw her father close to Nana or herself. The man always looked at her with a horrified look as if Marya had horns or something. Meanwhile, her mother is the most submissive woman in the world. She just let her husband act arbitrarily, even though it means that her mother is the backbone of the family.
Her father was always on a whim whenever Nana received her guests on the veranda. Nana's guests were people from a distant land, some of whom heard the news that Nana was a healer. Others hope their nightmares change with endless luck. Meanwhile, there are also those who come complaining because the house is inhabited by many ghosts.
Marya is happy to help Nana, to be by her side, listening to stories all day. He can also feel sad, horrified, and even laugh together with Nana's guests. All those days made her happy.
But his father and mother always fought. His father, who had always been afraid of him, began to speak harshly to his mother. He was the only child, his father wanted a son, but the babies in his mother's stomach always died before they could be born into the world.
Because of this, her father increasingly blames Marya and Nana.
“Our family is damned because they are both witches!” His father cried one day. His mother did not defend Marya, but also did not fight the evil man's words. At that time, his father had become one of the church congregations that had just stood from the donation of Nana. He became the most diligent member of their family. Marya believes her mother knew her father was diligent because he wanted to always be praised by others while attending Mass.
“Know not, their actions were against the word of God!” Hard spray. Her mother remembered that time just shrugging her shoulders. Meanwhile, his father then looked at him very fiercely.
Marya's days have changed since then. His father begins to dare to hit him in front of his mother and Nana just because he dared to ambush when his father called him an evil witch.
“Your father doesn't know what he's saying.” That was all he got from his mother. While Nana, Marya will never forget how sharp the eye pierced her father who chose to pass.
He'll die one day.
Nana's breakup was directly in Marya's mind. However, the death of that man had come too long. He had taken away the honor of his daughter first, leaving permanent wounds in Mary's soul until he lost all his abilities.
Why don't I die, Nana?
David whined little when he saw the swamps in front of them clearly after the fog had faded. “Where are we?” Ask lirih. Marya tries to erase all the images of her past that suddenly re-fill her memory.
“You said you were looking for Shoshana's body?” Marya's voice expressionless. Why did she get here after being trapped for so long in the fog that evoked all her memories, Marya had no idea.
“They threw it there.” Marya continued pointing to dark swamps overgrown with grasses as tall as adults' chests, and thick bushes that were difficult to pass.
David began to kneel and cry. “If you want to search, Madam Rosie lives not far from here. He's lost his mind since Shoshana killed himself. The girl came to him non-stop. Just like he came to you, but I'm sure Shoshana isn't being generous to him.”
David turned his head towards Marya, saying very softly. “Leave me here.”
Marya nodded in understanding. There was nothing more David wanted than to die.