Dear, Dolls!
Hope at the End of dawn

Back to this moment. When Emma finished praying in the middle of the night.

Without being prevented, two streams flowed down both sides of Emma's cheeks.

In a room measuring four by four meters, plain white, Emma missed her.

"Hiks.. Mamma.. Emma kangen Mom.huu..." Emma was crying and feeling sad all by herself.

He continued to cry until his body collapsed on the blue prayer mat that was still spread.

Until soundly bringing her consciousness into the dream realm, Emma still remains wearing her face.

***

The next morning, Emma woke up around four in the morning. He gasped in shock because he did not expect that he would fall asleep while wearing a face on the floor.

He then remembered the two dolls he had taken care of. Strangely, Emma felt guilty because all night she fell asleep and did not accompany the doll awake.

Doesn't the job description attached to her work agreement, Emma's job is to accompany the children to play whenever they are awake?

Feeling that it was not yet dawn, Emma rushed to take off her face and fold her origin on the prayer mat.

After that, Emma stepped up to the top floor. To the room belonging to the spirit dolls that he foster.

At that time, the atmosphere of the villa was still very quiet. Presumably people are still sleeping in their respective rooms.

Emma slowly walked up the stairs.

Tuk. Tuk. Tuk.

Only the sound of the slipper steps of the house that Emma was wearing could be captured by Emma's sense of hearing at that time.

Tuk. Tuk. Tuk.

Emma continued to climb up the circular staircase, which numbered in her thirties. Arriving at the top, Emma was astonished because the door of her foster child's room opened a little.

"Have they woken up again last night?" Emma muttered to herself in the quiet hallway.

Emma then remembered the uninhabited mattress at the end of the room that she was about to turn to. Mattress with all the red ornaments of the heart that became its decorator.

Red bedspreads. Red pillowcase. And wooden beds are also painted in red.

Gulp..

Emma swallowed her saliva with great difficulty.

As much as Emma's energy to pour her heart to continue the step.

"Relax, Emm. stay diwiridin, later his demons are also afraid." Emma muttered to herself.

After a few steps to the door that felt heavy for Emma who had been scared in fear, Emma was finally able to reach the doorknob and push her open wider.

Emma saw that both Sella and Cello dolls were still lying as they were when she left them last night.

Even so, Emma caught a pungent scent from inside the room. The smell he had never smelled was there. Scent frankincense.

And from the corner of her eye, Emma caught the presence of a jug of red earth with some incense still burning as well as a sprinkling of flower petals on a small plate near her.

Emma was amazed by the existence of the offerings in the children's room. But he did not dare to step inside at that moment.

Something inside Emma reminded her not to enter the room in front of her at the time. Especially when the cold came back suddenly and made Emma could not control her motor movements freely.

As if cursed to be a statue, Emma could only fall silent with her eyes rounded wide in front of the door.

'Why else is this, O Allah! Aduuh.. know that, mending nengok his children pas already brightly later!' emma's own angry inner murmur.

A soft pat on Emma's shoulder shocked the young girl to death.

If Emma could scream, of course she would scream loudly right then and there.

But thankfully, Emma was able to move the body at will. And he turned his body immediately.

"Bie..Aunt Hara!" Whisper Emma who was still under the influence of magical power just a moment ago.

"Neng Emma what's going on here? Isn't it soon dawn? Neng better get back to the room. Lady Sofia usually wakes up soon. It's best for Neng Emma to come back before Madam wakes up" Aunt Hara suggested.

"Why is Bi?" Emma asked spontaneously.

"The matter of the mood of the Madam if you just wake up is a bit grumpy. So according to Auntie.."

"Ooh. Yes Bi! Emma understands. Thanks Bi, I've been reminded" said Emma thanked.

"Together, Neng. If Neng Emma is hungry, Chef Kiman usually gets up at this hour. Want Auntie to make something for Neng Emma's breakfast?" Ask Bi Hara.

"Mm. don't, Bi. Emma is not hungry. If so, Emma's back in the room, Bi.." Emma bidding.

With a hurried step, Emma went down the stairs again. On the way to his room, he heard the echo of the voice of the Adhan in the distance.

Villa Grandhill its location is a bit into the forest. So Emma was surprised because she could still hear the sound of the Adhan from the village on the edge of the forest.

At dawn, Emma could pray more fervently. In fact, you could say, the shubuh is the most solemn morning worship as long as Emma performs prayers.

Because the girl was doing her in her heart moment really needed the inclusion of her Creator-her. While is in an alien villa that is secluded in the middle of the wilderness.

Emma sulks, slaving to the Divine. Ask for protection for his future days, as long as he works in this place.

Until the time of the encounter with the mother he will face later. Prayers were offered by Emma. So that he and Mama are more healthy and safe at all times. Aami..

***

After the dawn prayer, Emma decided to teach through the application of al-Quran which she downloaded on her mobile phone.

Emma felt ashamed of herself because she had long remembered she had not read the Quran. Maybe since she was in 4th grade SD? ever since Papa was rumored to be gone.

And now Emma was moved to teach again. Because that's the only activity that can make his heart become calm. In addition to praying.

When she approached God, Emma felt she was no longer alone facing the ghosts in this villa.

Emma even began to look at the doll Sella and Cello is not too creepy.

In his view now, Sella and Cello dolls are just dolls that can live. Let's just say they are given advantages because they are hosted by spirits.

Although Emma also did not expect she would often see the emergence of other spirit dolls in the future.

And about a ghost called Sella by the name of Kak Celia.. Emma was still horrified whenever she remembered the ghostly figure.

I don't know what exactly Ghost Celia wants from her. But clearly, Emma did not really like every terror created by the ghost to Emma.

Emma was moved to investigate herself about the origin of the foster spirit dolls.

He wanted to know, what really happened, so that the two dolls could be hosted by spirits.

Was this purely done by her new employer, Lady Sofia. Or is there someone else in this house who contributed to the creation of the spirit doll.

Emma's inner detective side is moved to investigate all the secrets hidden in Grandhill's villa.

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