Campus Horror
Part 49's
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Campus Horror
Part 49's
Damar, Bagi, and Agia pensive without a sound. That night they stayed at Stevina's house.
Stevina did not allow anyone out of the house, as the creature she saw was still staring into the house from outside the gate.
Stevina did not want her friends to experience anything that would not happen if she left home.
Damar, Agia, and Bagi easily pocketed permission from their parents after explaining what happened.
Now they are sitting in the living room with Stevina's parents, brother, and sister. The conversation was warm and full of jokes, turning grim after Damar received a call from Sobri.
Sobri reports that Yoga has passed away.
His parents, Rega, and younger sister Stevina who had heard the story from Damar about the incident at the Faculty of Engineering were also amazed by the news.
“What does this have to do with what I see it, huh? I'm getting scared more and more.” Stevina grimaced with her own thoughts.
“No, Stev. Try it later I ask Daddy to help you see yes. I told you that earlier. Just wait for information.”
“Lantas, when is Yoga buried?” To ask Damar.
“This is me again wait for the info. Sobri said Yoga will be cremated by his family. But there's no continuation yet. Sobri also said on campus is not conducive.”
“Light alone is not conducive. There were students who died in such a horrible way. Who is not excited to hear it.” Stevina gave her opinion.
“Whatever the electric current is big huh?” Rega was also involved in the conversation.
“It looks like the socket was for channeling energy to the electric guitar. I'm also less sure. I'll try to ask. I'm also curious.”
“By the way, Brother Damar learned where the countermeasures like earlier, Kak?” Agia was curious since on campus, wanting her to ask Damar.
“I used to participate in health activities representing school in High School. It seems to be useful too. Though I ogah-ogahan followed his activities at that time.”
“Indeed be taught in detail, Mar?” Tanya For chiming.
“Iya. The first treatment when the child has a fever, drowning, leg sprain, what's more yes, oh heart attack, shortness of breath. Wow, that's great! If there is no such thing, all knowledge can be lost. Suddenly everything appears again. Had you guys dictated me, how to first handle being electrocuted. Guaranteed I forgot.”
“Keep, how was it like people were experienced?”
“Not knowing either, yes. Great am I?” His leg bragged.
***
Damar, Bagi, Stevina, and Agia are now in the crematorium for the public. A full cry enveloped the cremation area. Yoga family, relatives and friends were devastated by his passing.
One of the families mentioned that Yoga left this world happily, because he died bringing with him his favorite, which is electricity.
Since childhood Yoga wanted to create a power plant for remote areas. Various kinds of ideas that only he himself understands how to realize his dream. Despite being bengal, Yoga is an innovative child.
His friends gathered in front of a table they had prepared themselves to put the best photos of Yoga. Those who come also give Yoga the last flower as a sign of goodbye. Yoga is very happy to help her friend. His passion for making jokes will always be missed.
Now it's Agia's turn and for those who walk closer to the table. They alternately put white chrysanthemum flowers. Agia. From that end, Yoga was observing all his loved ones. All gathered to pray for his passing.
Agia walked towards where Yoga stood. Slowly but surely, Yoga realizes that Agia knows of her existence. Yoga looked at Agia and quietly waited. To see if Agia could see it.
Agia keeps approaching until it is right in front of Yoga. Agia smiled and nodded her head. Yoga is smiling too.
***
To accompany Agia sitting with Yoga in another corner of the crematorium area.
“My name is Yoga. I don't know yet what purpose God has to bring you here. But I'm sure God is never wrong.” Yoga, now on Agia's left, spoke without looking at her.
Agia was silent. Don't know what to talk about. This was the first time he had spoken to a dead person.
“Since when can you be like this?”
“Today for the first time.”
Yoga brings the head.
To his surprise when he heard Agia speak suddenly. But he realized, that Agia was communicating with the invisible.
“I should have been unplugged five years ago. But I constantly ask for time. Poor Mama if I pull it out yesterday. If now, it seems like it is enough for us to create good and beautiful memories.” He stared straight at Mama and her family far ahead. They seem to be busy doing all the cremation.
Agia turned towards Yoga. His face was very handsome and glowing. There was no sorrow or sorrow visible from there.
“Indeed you request a time tempo with whom?”
“Sang Pickup. I also don't know his name. He used to come once in a while. But this month he keeps coming, almost every day.”
“What's The Picker Like?”
“He comes with various forms. Ever come up with a very sinister form. Maybe because I did bad things first. He came with a big mace in his left hand. He also came with a very impressive form. The jingling of her dating train always gives me goosebumps. He always said, it's time.”
“Gue promise to be a good person.”
“Good people? What is the definition of a good person according to the Picker?”
Yoga chuckled at Agia's question.
“I used to be a kid who fought all parents say. I don't know why I can act that way either. I think I follow my ego too much. I have often drunk, even the consumption of illegal drugs since Junior High. But since The Picker often comes, I realize that my time will not be postponed again.”
Agia did not answer Yoga. He allowed her to continue the expression of her heart.
“Gue changed for myself and my family. Especially Mama. Without him who can always accept me for who I am, I can't possibly leave in this happy state. Mama I always bother when I throw up after a hangover. Even in her tears, Mama still helps me while I'm in my pocket. Although Mama must be responsible for her work in the office, but Mama never once ignored me. My mom is great?”
Yoga turned towards Agia.
“Can I send a message to Mama?”
Agia nodded her head and smiled.
***
“Tante, sorry to interrupt.” Agia approached Mama Yoga.
Mama Yoga looked at me blankly. Sadness seems to rule him. His only child is now following the steps of his beloved husband. They left her alone with a loving memory and love. Leaving him without inviting him to participate.
“Tante, I'm Agia. I'm so sorry, Aunt.”
“Thank you, yes.” Those are the words spoken from the pale lips of Mama Yoga.
“Tante, I'm so sorry if I'm so presumptuous to say this. Yoga told me, Aunt.” Agia said slowly so that Mama Yoga todak was surprised by what he said.
Mama Yoga looked over and looked at Agia.
“Yoga is here?”
Agia nodded her head and smiled. “Since the beginning, Aunt.”
Mom Yoga burst into tears and became hysterical. “Yogaaa, dear Mama's son. Mom's son, Mama's darling.” As soon as the words are spoken.
Agia did not want to speak to Mama Yoga.
Everyone who witnessed Mama Yoga's cry also cried.
After a few minutes of venting sadness through crying, Mama Yoga was able to control herself again.
“He where, Nak?”
“There, Aunt.” Agia pointed to where she was standing before watching the people in the crematorium.
“What does it do?”
“Stands looking this way with his happy face. A face without pain, without sadness and doubt. Yoga is so happy, Aunt.”
Without being able to control, the tears of Mama Yoga flowed incessantly.
Agia invites Mama Yoga to sit, close to the standing Yoga position.
“Yoga would like to thank Auntie for being such a strong and great Mom for Yoga. Yoga hopes that the strong Aunt will live the rest of her life until she gets together again with Yoga and her Papa.” Unknowingly Agia also dripped some clear hair from her bead.
“Tante, Yoga should go. It's fate he should go ahead of all of us.”
“Nak Agia, can you know Yoga now wearing what clothes?”
Agia smiled before answering Mama Yoga's question. “Sama is exactly as Auntie provides it. White and yellow fabric, white shirt, and white head fastener. Like that custom outfit, Aunt.”
Mama Yoga's chest feels tight. Imagine the face of his handsome son wearing the clothes he asked for a few weeks ago. He thought it was just a joke. It turned out to be true, the joke that he always bumbar it will always be missed.
“Tante, Yoga there's something tipped. He said on the shoe rack outside the house, he had put the keys to his room. Please open her wardrobe Yoga, yes Auntie. On the right, bottom. He asked Aunty to make Yoga and her Papa a soul, Auntie. Yoga and Papa will always be in Aunt's heart. That's all Yoga.” says
Mama Yoga is crying again.
“Yoga, Son, hear Mama, Son? Wait for Mama, honey. Wait for. Mama will be here soon. We'll meet again, son. Like old times. We got on a bike three more, yeah. Mama promised to be happy to represent you. Dear people Mama. Love Mama. Mama's whole life. Be careful on the road, son. Say hi to Papa. Hail homesick. Greetings from Mama. You will never be replaced. I love you, son. Dear mom Yoga.”
Agia glanced at the happily smiling Yoga. He waved his hand, then disappeared.
Agia then hugged the body of Mama Yoga which now feels frail to hold the sadness.
Death is really something that is hard to talk about. Unexpected and memories. There is so much to understand in this life. But when death comes, no one really understands life.
Life is not just breathing, so use it to the best of your ability.
As with any book, birth equals the front cover, death is the final cover. Each book is a day we have to go through.
***
“May I know, what do you prepare for Mama in the closet?”
“Colorage my family photos. A beautiful necklace that will definitely fit you. Also, a sleeping lamp I made myself.”