FROM ANOTHER WORLD To You (A Mystery Short Story Collection ) - The Second Book
Chapter 20: The Nightmare of a Celullar (the thirteenth round )

Malivalaya's Diary (first part )

"My family is not from a rich family, however, it is quite respected by the people around Congya Nawyat village who live on the banks of the river. I'm proud to have a brother like Mayuree. Even though the nature, character and character are different, because without it there is no way I can work as a gaet. I don't know, why I love to explore the various cultures and histories in this world, which is why my parents sent me to the social department. But, after my father suffered from chronic pain, I chose to quit school to improve the economic situation of the family that began to decline. Mom advised me to focus on school lessons but, I refused. I have to continue my father's work even if it doesn't fit my field. The doctor. However, it did not last long, I missed my old job and finally Mayuree who continued Dad's work and I resumed my work as a gaet.

The office where I first worked as a gaet, didn't mind taking me back to work... The company even paid me higher. Until one day, the job brought me to a young man from Indonesia. I still remember clearly, how the first time I met maybe a lifetime, forever still imprinted. There was a town thug teasing me. Name, Decha. The thug was indeed feared by many people, every time he met me, he always made a rude and dirty statement. A statement that hurt my conscience as a woman. I would love to slap him, hit him so that he no longer says it in public, but ... I still maintain the image of the company that has made me a useful person. He was the son of a high-ranking official in this Bangkok city. That is why, it happens arbitrarily on its own regardless of the feelings of others.

No one dared to fight him, but, the young man from Indonesia did not feel daunted and even dared to meet his father. Actually, I don't want to involve her in personal matters especially regarding the honor of the country, but, in order to maintain my pride and honor as a woman, maybe even those women who have been insulted by Decha, she said, he ventured to fight. I'm more and more amazed at him. I don't know what magic brought Decha to her knees and her enmity with the Indonesian youth turned into a friendship. Clearly, Decha's attitude changed drastically. The young man's name is Jackie. He often comes to Bangkok. He said that his family had a business in Bangkok and happened to be placed here as the manager of the company.

We met often and I was invited to visit his company. I really did not expect my friendship to develop into a lover's partner. Jackie was my first love and hopefully could end up in the underwriting. That's my biggest wish of my life.

***

Decha came to see me, she said Jackie came back to Indonesia because her mother died. A news that is quite surprising because Jackie is not usually home without saying goodbye to me. 7 days he just returned to Thailand.

Perhaps it is true what the old people of antiquity said, 'The most dangerous and deadly disease in this world is Love. But love can also make the world look colorful.'

Ever since Jackie came home, I felt paralyzed, half my soul seemed lost somewhere. Waiting 1 day, like 1 year. I want time to go quickly to the seventh day. But, longing is mixed with various kinds of strange feelings, anxiety and fear. I don't know why. Moreover, he gave absolutely no news.

Decha suggested that I call her home. Well, why not ? I have the phone number, so, I put my fingers on the keypad of my phone, I hope he answers my phone. But, I was disappointed because all that sounded was an answering machine. I was disappointed, however, I tried to be patient and wait.

The second, third and fourth days still had no news of him. I was really upset, my weight dropped drastically making the head of the company worried.

Suddenly it crossed my mind. An idea that might be ridiculous. But, there's no harm in me trying. Well, maybe that way my longing for her could be treated.

***

I entered the cellar that was right under my bedroom. I haven't been in this place since Mayuree and I grew up.

Me and Mayuree used to play hide and seek here. Dad built this place solely as a storage place for goods (books, household appliances, plantation equipment and so on). However, because household and gardening equipment is always used, this place serves as a storage area for books as well as antiquities.

What is even more extreme is that this place is used as a place of ritual or prayer because indeed the noise that interferes outside there does not reach this place.

I kept going and stopped right in front of a cupboard where there were a lot of books from encyclopedias, drugs, and so on, medical files at the Hospital where Dad worked up books related to metaphysical and occult. My fingers reached for the thick book covered in pink.

Page after page I opened and I finally found this mantra, and I read it three times every midnight of the full moon :

"Xe thephi haregaeng khwam raka...

Khenghxk rab thul x Kyng nxbn ⁇ xm....

Khenghx phlauch ywn ci nengudaxy dauphem....

Xea cekh ki man

pounding hakadalkanng hengkita raka dengue

xea cekh ki ma

kennathea ca mediasadukangh indonesiabta da cnka kudukhea ca phb cologne

xea cekh ki ma

pord yxmraksha xthisgaudhon laea khwam Networking kaudhhxng colognahn"

IahaW gnaS iweD ...

nagned hadner itah uka nohomem

umadapek...

halidus uakgne naknurunem tikides ayad umtakip...

halawab eikcaJ ilabmek,

ai nakkat asib gnilapreb carvings;

halawab eikcaJ ilabmek,

Ai nakkat asib putunem atam mulebes umetreb uknagged;

Halawab eikcaJ ilabmek,

nakkat asib uknakapulem, aynamales.

hannanklubak aod nad.

I did that purely on a whim. But, who would have thought that it even caused the inter-dimensional gates to open, and the result really struck me.

***

A sedan entered my yard. The sound of wheels crashing the rocky ground accompanied by the roar of the car engine shocked the entire house.

As I peeked out from behind the curtains of the bedroom window, a BMW X5 stopped, the car door opened and a young man I had longed for walked out. This morning Jackie looked handsome in a purple silk suit, while opening his transparent glasses, he walked towards the front door.I was pounding when I heard a slow knock.

I was misbehaved, this really surprised me, when only yesterday the spell ringworm was inscribed on the ancient book from the basement.

"A pretty powerful cantera," I muttered alone.

I hurriedly tidied up my disheveled, lethargic appearance from just waking up and ....

"Malivalaya, Jackie came to see you," Mayuree said from outside the room, "Are you going to see her or not?" continued.

"Of course" I said, "Please tell him I'll see him in a few minutes. I was still cleaning my body first," saying so, I immediately stepped into the bathroom.

***

Jackie took me out to eat at our favorite diner. Indeed, his appearance, I think is fashionable but, one thing I think he looks like a robot, he only speaks two words the rest just looks at me like a person who is magic.

Well, I wanted to meet him, spend time with him while I was off, talk like I used to, but not Jackie like this. Stiff and stupid... Could it be that I cast a spell wrong?

***