Creepy Stories Of Eszed
DRAFT

#ANITA

With pain and pain, I prepared all the ingredients for them to eat today. The dishes my husband had ordered, had to be ready before they came home from the graduation ceremony of Marta, my husband's sister.

"You're at home looking after Mom. After we get home, we'll all be here to gather. Just make the food, when we go home we must be hungry," said Mas Hendri without making small talk, before he left this morning.

My father-in-law was unwell because he fell out of the bathroom two days ago. But unfortunately, Marta and Nelly will never want to dirty their pretty nails, just to bathe, feed, or help her own mother defecate.

At times like this, they would lower the war flag because only I could be counted on to take care of Mom. They usually talk bad things about me.

And husband? Ah... He's just like them, it makes no difference. I was enslaved to devote my life to their families. Aides, nurses and workers**** free.

Not a few that I have experienced, ranging from domestic violence, infidelity, abuse, I have tasted so far. It's not like I never asked for a divorce. I even asked Mama to return to this cursed house, because Mas Hendri let out crocodile tears while prostrating on his feet apologizing.

"I'm sorry your husband, son. God does not like farewell. If she wants to repent, give her a chance, "mama's advice then.

Not a second or third chance I've ever given him. Countless opportunities have been missed, but still no change, and again I am the victim.

How not? Yesterday I caught them talking about me after I finished changing my new diaper for Mom.

"Why don't you just divorce Anita, Mas? He's fat and unattractive. Very far from the appearance of your beautiful girlfriends," said Marta without burden.

"Yes, Mas. Rightly so. Anita looks like a village after all. I don't like it when he shows up often at family events. I'm ashamed, Mas," Nelly continued.

When I heard it, I just fell silent behind the wall, closing my mouth tightly so as not to be heard. But I had to run to the room with a stream of tears that could not be dammed, when Mas Hendri answered them with words that were very inappropriate to say as a husband.

"There's no need for you to take care of my charm. I'm not asking you to like it. It's just that we can't deny that we need her and as long as she's still useful, I won't file for divorce. Take advantage of it while he's alive. Don't be too baper" replied Mas Hendri relaxed while laughing, followed by his two younger siblings.

Silu... My heart hears all of that. How can a human being be created without a heart and feelings? I sincerely helped them all this time, but they took advantage of my sincerity instead. But not today. Today I have to repay them. At the very least, they would get a lesson for thinking that I should spend my whole life just to be filial.

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All the dishes were cooked and I prepared them on the table. Even though they don't like me, but I know for a fact that they've always loved the dishes I've made.

You depraved! Knowing they have foul intentions for me, why don't I just poison them little by little from the past? Let's die slowly.

After everything had settled down, I stepped slowly towards the room that was upstairs, to rest my agonized body. But first I'll send a message to Mas Hendri so they don't have to bother looking for me. Not looking for me exactly, looking for their delayed lunch for having to attend Marta's graduation.

[All the event needs, I've prepared it at the table. I'm going to sleep and maybe not welcome you]

I sent a message, then laid my body down. Don't expect him to pay back, because he won't care about me.

In silence I turned my body around looking for the most comfortable position to rest in. Fortunately, I had already cleaned up all of Mom's business, fed her, gave her medicine, and bathed her before I started cooking. He must be very sluggish by now.

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#HENDRI

My stomach was so hungry I wanted to get home quickly. If only I hadn't pulled Marta who was still busy taking pictures with her friends, maybe we would all still be there.

My mind was already in the dining room imagining the seductive empal meat and soup Anita made. I purposely asked her to cook a bit more today, because Marta and Nelly brought some friends to come along.

Fortunately, I did not divorce her, though she repeatedly begged me to let her go as a wife. Otherwise, how much more would I have to spend to hire a maid and a cook? Marta and Nelly can never be expected to do house and stomach business. After all Anita is actually quite interesting, only she's not as modern as my girlfriends.

We finally got home. This time I won't honk to open the fence, because I know he's in his room right now. He sent a message that all the dishes had been prepared on the table. If she had to get up and get out of the room, Nelly would lose her appetite when she came along with us wearing her shabby negligee.

The fragrance smelled into my nostrils as Marta opened the serving hood on the table. Without much ado, we snatched the plate to enjoy all these dishes. Ah.... Anita made never lose with dishes that are in high-end restaurants though.

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All the ludes are not left. I sat laughing listening to the silliness told by Nelly and her friend. Until suddenly the sound of Marta's scream from the end of the kitchen, made all of us in the dining room scatter towards the direction of her voice.

Marta sat on the front floor of the open refrigerator with her eyes wide as if she had seen a ghost. I don't know what's in there myself, but from Marta's posture and mimic, there's something terrible in there.

"What's up, Marta?" my question is to get closer to him.

Martha did not answer a word, even to deny that she could no longer. He lifted his index finger limp towards the open refrigerator door, making me turn towards him.

WHAT ABOUT MY COOKING?

SOME OF THEM ARE MADE FROM PIECES OF THE WOMAN WHO GAVE BIRTH TO YOU.

HOPE YOU ENJOY IT.

The message was written on a piece of paper, placed on a piece of bone with a bit of flesh attached to it.

Nelly fell unconscious, both of Marta's friends vomited at the same time, and Nelly's friend stepped out of the kitchen, somewhere, and went, but I saw his face pale like there was no blood flowing there.

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#ANITA

The screams of the people downstairs made me wake up from sleep. They must have gotten a message from me.

I admit my heart was pounding, but it couldn't hold my laughter. The only way is to stuff my mouth with my own hands.

The leafan grew louder when he heard the footsteps of someone who was running towards the room where I was currently lying. I deliberately didn't lock the door so they could easily find me who succeeded this time.

"How dare you, Ani." Mas Hendri's high voice suddenly dropped when he opened the door, because it made me laugh so loudly, I could not stand it anymore. They are really stupid.

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Though only a few I was here, but it feels like this place that I have been dreaming of for a long time.

In the afternoon, I was invited to take a walk in the park accompanied by some friends who invited chatting. I never really got it while living in that hell.

After that incident, they removed the shackles that had bound my body for years. His entire family looked at me in horror, like a muster ready to tear them apart one by one.

I was free to breathe fresh air without any pain in my heart and body. As I sat smiling daydreaming in the corner of this clean and white bedroom bed, a friend came into my room.

"Someone wants to see you."

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#HENDRI

"Hello. Good night, Ma."

"Oh yes, Hendri. How are you and Anita?"

"Anita's fine, Ma, it's just..."

"What's up, kid? Did something bad happen to Anita until you called midnight like this?"

"It's not hard to explain, Ma. He's now in the Mental Hospital."

"Well! Why?"

"He tried to deceive us by making us seem to eat a dish made from my mother, Ma..."

"Make it from your mother like what does it mean?"

"Yes, Ma. He made it seem as if he had been mutilating Mom, cooking her, then serving her," I sobbed like a little boy as I said this sentence.

"Well how is your mother?"

"Mom's fine, Ma. It was just Anita's trick. The one in the fridge is just a piece of cow bone"

"just that? Is that all you did until you put him in a mental institution? Sinter you! Oh my.... I shouldn't have let my son go back to that cursed house when you fought," my in-laws' voice trembled.

"But, Ma..."

"Already! No need to talk much. Send me the address where Anita is now, or I'll send the police there on suspicion of molestation" she snapped and hung up on me.

Because of that incident, until today I can not sleep. That laugh, that laugh always comes. I didn't even dare to sleep in my own room because I felt watched by Anita. Plus after my visit there yesterday afternoon, it gave me even more goosebumps as he said those words.

'Is it you? Someone who dares to hurt others, not necessarily ready to hurt himself. But if he's capable, no one can match him.'

And the sentence that gives me the most goosebumps to this day is, 'If one day I get out of here and kill someone, then I'll never go to jail. Because people who have a record of psychiatric disorders, can never be given punishment.'

Crazy one! He's really gone crazy! He did not kill anyone, but he gave us a dish made from his own danging. It's more creepy than any murder story

Let it be, let my own in-laws see the situation. The state of Anita who slept wrapped in bandages on both sides, her stomach, her arms, which she deliberately separated herself from her body to be served to us and made the condition like it had completely slaughtered my mother. .

After sending an SMS to send a message of the place where Anita was treated to my in-laws, I lay with my eyes open. I can only hope that he is completely insane. If not, maybe I'll go crazy.

"HAHAHAHAH. HOW'S MEAT? TASTY RIGHT?"

The voice sounded again from inside my head.

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➖ Sarah Eszed ➖