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28. Darkened

Dark, I can't see, my eyes won't open, my body stiff. I don't feel anything, am I dead?

"Amini. amini. my dear son" I heard the voice of Asmirah. A faint sound was heard followed by another voice.

I vaguely saw a silhouette, not so clear, faint and made me shudder with goosebumps. Not only Asmirah ma'am I saw, but there was a bearded woman, wearing a shabby shirt and batik's pull was staring vengefully at Asmirah ma'am. It felt dark and haunted I felt it, so tight this chest.

"My son, Amini, drink this water, son, so fresh is this pitcher water". Say Asmirah bu while feeding a drink.

"Ashirah! why is this Amini? " Task Mr. Broto loudly and worryingly.

"I also don't know mas, mbok Darmi who called me". Answer Asmirah with a tense face full of fear.

"Let me find a shaman to treat Amini" cried Mr. Broto as he stepped away, but was blocked by Asmirah's mother.

"Don't mas, Amini will be scared. Look at Amini's face of fear" Asmirah said.

"Son... Why are you, baby? what's that hurt? " Task Mr. Broto while holding my ladder.

But I couldn't speak, because I felt pain all over my body. Ms. Asmirah had her face still tense and upset, I saw that Mr. Broto's mother was beside her, whether her spirit had always followed like this, or she knew that I was not her grandson. How do I deal with this, it makes me even more dizzy.

Then they told me to rest and sleep because I couldn't answer their questions at all. They left and I saw that the spirit was still staring at Asmirah and following her. My question is why I was in Amini's body and where Amini really is. I kept thinking until I fell asleep.

"Sister.pardon me" he said, shedding tears.

I just nodded because my voice had not come back, he was in pain because his legs ran out at Asmirah's, he told me of his pain and his fear of me who could only cry. Batara hugged me and fed me water, after which she left my room. As long as I sleep, he is next to me. I tried to get up but not strong because my bones felt crumpled tasteless. There was the sound of my feet closing my eyes and pretending to sleep.

It turned out that what came was Asmirah's mother, although I pretended to sleep as if I could feel that she was watching me and she also applied medicine to my neck which was very painful. Before long Mr. Broto's voice was heard.

"Don't we just call the smart guy deck? " Task Mr. Broto to Asmirah.

"Do you believe ? better to the doctor not a smart person" replied Asmirah high-pitched.

"Doctors are smart, too". Answer Broto ngeyel.

" No! never will" Ms. Asmirah's voice got angry and went straight out of my room.

Mr. Broto came closer to me and stroked my head with a very sad look at his son in pain, as if I felt that sadness. Suddenly I took off as I pleased, though to speak I sucked. Mr. Broto hugged me and advised me not to speak and strengthen me. Mr. Broto bribed me with food like porridge given by Mbok Darmi. It was so hard to swallow and it hurt.

After that Mr. Broto told me to rest again and sleep, when Mr. Broto put on a blanket and gave a kiss on the forehead. Suddenly my body felt light as it floated. Am I being bullied again?