FROM ANOTHER WORLD TO YOU (Sistery Story Group )
Chapter XXVI - K u r i r (first half )
"By the way, there's a package delivery, please accept," a knock on the door slowly accompanies a floating and hollow sound from the front door of Amri's house.
The door opened, a tall young man appeared from inside the room. He looked at a woman dressed in OK GO. Typical clothing courier office OK GO engaged in the field of expedition services. But, the clothes looked shabby and tattered. The brown Eiger hat covered part of his face so that the young man could not see his face clearly.
"Mas Amri, huh?" asked the woman while thrusting a box wrapped in black plastic.
"True, mbak...," said the young man as he received the package, "If you may know, what is the name of mbak ?"
"Features. Please sign in this column, mas," said the woman's courier while her hand gave some files to Amri. The dust that adorned her hands could not cover the woman's pale skin.
"Thank you, Mbak Fera," said Amri while signing the proffered dossier, and when he lifted his face, he was surprised when he saw that there was no one in front of him.
A piercing cold wind blew slowly, hitting the young man's nape, goosebumps. But, all those strange feelings were thrown away, as he stepped inside while his hand was cradling the black parcel he had just received.
"Cring"
The sound of the phone made the young man named Amri flinch. In a hurry he stepped up and picked up the phone.
"Hallo, the house of Amrinudin, with whom I speak,"
"Oh, mas Amri, yes, this is from Grace the courier officer from the OkGo office. Actually today I was assigned to deliver the package you ordered, mas. A big apology, ma'am," a voice sounded from across the street.
"Oh, it's okay, ma'am,"
"I'm sorry, mas.... Your package is still on me.. How can it be accepted ?"
"Yes, I have received this. There was a woman named Fera who drove him,"
"Fera ? As I recall in our company there was no female courier named Fera, mas. Probably the wrong address,"
"No, mas. I received the package and I signed the file" Amri said.
"Sorry, mas Amri ... if you may know, what are the characteristics of the woman?"
"The clothes worn are exactly like the courier clothes of the OkGo expedition, only a bit shabby and ragged. I can't see the woman's face because it's covered by her Eiger hat and her skin looks pale, sir. If indeed there is no female courier named Fera, then who is she, mas ?"
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Amri sat staring seriously at the black plastic-wrapped box he had just received from Fera. The name, the following address of the zip code and any ***** are true. There was no flaw or anything wrong with the package. He prepared a cutter and scissors to open it but, hesitating.
"Son," a gentle greeting from behind surprised him. A middle-aged woman walked over, "From now on you look confused, what's the matter, son?"
Amri laughed faintly, "This package confused me, Ma'am." he said as he cradled the goods on his left hand, "A female courier delivered him this afternoon. But, along with that, there was a call from Grace, she said my package was still on her,"
"This is what amazes me, ma'am. According to my mother, what should I do?"
"Son, you better wait for the package from Grace. The package from the woman named Fera, should not be fiddled with,"
"Thank you for the mother's advice" Amri said, putting the package back on the living room table.
"Well, so much better. Now you go to bed. From yesterday it seemed that he could not sleep well. Can you tell me why, son ?"
"It's okay, ma'am,"
"Tell me, son ?"
The air around the room felt hot, sweat pouring down from the forehead of the 28-year-old. He seemed hesitant, especially when the eyes of the mother made it seem to be in front of the executors who were at any time ready to drop an unexpected verdict. After wiping off the sweat with the tip of his sleeve, he began to tell stories.
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Amri woke up, found himself in a large field. A place that is quite foreign, dry, as far as the eye can see what seems is just barren land, many cracks here and there like dry rice fields in the dry season.
The clothes he was wearing contained patches of dried blood. The fishy, musty and foul smell makes his stomach nauseous. The clothes were removed and he realized that the clothes were orange with the OkGo emblem on the left chest. The unpleasant smell further tickled his nose, the reflex he threw the shirt away.
"Why am I in this place while wearing courier clothes ?" ask him to yourself. His eyes swept around.
His feet moved slowly, "I must leave this place immediately," that was his determination. For so long he walked, but the scenery presented was always the same, the land was barren and barren, he continued to step and step but his pair of eyes widened when he returned to the place where he woke up.
The courier's clothes were his only sign.
"Damn, what exactly happened?!" objurgation. Just closing his mouth, his pair of eyes widened, the courier shirt he threw away suddenly moved.
From inside the shirt the neck slowly poked out a black object. Gosh, it's a human head, long, tangled black hair. Then a pair of pale white hands came out of the sleeve. Well, now the shirt is worn by a woman's body covered in blood. The body was still motionless, Amri's heart was pounding, a foul smell was rising from the body.
A pair of Amri's eyes could not be seen, especially when the body suddenly moved slowly. Amri felt his knees go limp while the figure of the woman dressed as a courier walked crawling up to him.
The young man backed off a few acts. Her body shook violently, "Si... who, you.... ?" tanyakanya.
The figure did not reply, from the sidelines of his black, tangled, long, and scattered hair, appeared a pair of red, piercingly-sharp light.
Amri was hysterical while, the figure opened his mouth and spewed out a white-colored liquid mixed with maggots, worms, centipedes, etc, scorpions and other animals laid out on his face and the figure disappeared when Amri found himself in his bedroom. The strange smell he could still feel, stirring his entire stomach, as well as the animals that were walking on the surface of the skin of his face. He wanted to vomit but seemed to stop in the mouth of his heart and throat.
Nightmare that almost every night came, disturbing his sleep as if he did not want to disappear, haunting him when he wanted to close the eyes of the goods for a moment.
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