Horror And Mystery Stories
melodies of death

That afternoon, when heavy rain was pouring through most of the city of Kalingga. Seen a black luxury car entering the area of Bintang Hospital, it seems the car was carrying passengers who had been struggling with worry and panic.

The sisters had been waiting, standing by with a wheelchair that seemed to have been prepared to be occupied by a patient. And sure enough, the car spewed out a young man and woman who were bleeding in the womb. The woman was immediately referred to the delivery room, while the man who was none other than her husband was only allowed to deliver to the front corridor where his wife gave birth.

After a few hours of killing, the wait was finally fruitful. Susan, the woman who has been fighting for life and death, can now breathe a sigh of relief. The baby who for 9 months was conceived with full of struggle was finally born into the world with a fault. This is the third child of their marriage.

Jodi, who is none other than the name of the man looks still waiting. It had been almost 3 hours he had waited, but had not heard the cry of the baby at all. But from a distance, a rather tall man was seen immediately approaching Jodi.

“Congratulations Mr. Jodi, my son has been born safely. But..” said a man in a white suit whose face was partially covered in a green mask.

“But why Doc? Then how's my wife doing, is she okay?” greet the man in wonder while furrowing his eyebrows.

“My wife is fine, yes. I can see for myself. Too heavy for me to convey it to the father, and the father must be steadfast to accept this reality.” continued the doctor smiled thinly behind the mask, masked, before it finally passed leaving Jodi stunned with her big question mark.

Susan looked silent on the white bed with a blank look and my eyes.

“What happened to our baby?” ask Jodi worried.

Susan remained silent a thousand languages, her gaze was only fixed on a baby box that turned out to be inside the baby.

“Let's answer Susan, why shut up?” Jodi grew furious as he shook his wife's arms.

“Kita Mas. From the beginning he was lifted from this womb, I have not heard the slightest bit he cried.” Susan, still looking at the box with a blank look.

“You're serious?” jodi reassured.

“I don't know, maybe I'm too hallucinating. Or.”

“NO! No way, I can't believe!” jodi was not sure of his wife's testimony. His heart seemed to stop for a moment, blood flow seemed to flow unguidedly from its normal current.

The rumbling sound of lightning accompanied by heavy rain that night accompanied the event of the wife and husband. And no one knows what happened after that night.

A teenage girl who is about the age of 17 years, was running rides in the middle of the night market. It looks like he is being chased by the PP Police who that night was holding a crackdown on homeless people and beggars.

The sturdy postured people have managed to catch some of the vagabonds who used to complain about their fate around Sengol Market. However, some of them managed to escape to their hiding place. Usually, the vagrants who managed to escape were proficient and professional in anticipating the danger of the raid. No doubt if they can easily escape the ambush of the Satpol PP.

The big cars with dozens of sprawls in them have left the hustle and bustle of Sengol Market. Seen as a shabby-looking teenage girl with long hair unraveled silent while staring at dozens of her fellow comrades who were caught. Wearing a hat whose tip is rotated 180 degrees backward adds to the appearance of the girl who is actually fighting innocently.

Armed with a small guitar, the steps of the girl who is usually called Lara is increasingly steady combing the path after the footpath of a fairly quiet highway. Makhlum, if it has entered at 11 pm, the streets in Kalingga City are indeed deserted. Usually what passes by is only a homeless person who is looking for a place to rest and take shelter from the cold of a piercing night.

Looks like Lara has found her destination. Yes, a spacious shop role is comfortable enough to lie down and play some songs with his little guitar, while killing the fear of the cruelty of life in the world. Nothing can be used to bandage the body from the cold air other than the thin clothes attached to Lara's body. With self-pity, the girl began to pluck those rhythmic thin-pitched strings. The quotes are sad, fitting with the current condition of his life. Unconsciously, he began to fall asleep.

“Heh raspble, wake up! It's nice to sleep in front of people's kiosks, my customers on the go tuh. quickly get up, heh!”

Suddenly Lara was startled by the noise. Lara opened her eyes while rubbing them. Tofu in front of him was already standing a middle-aged woman with a wrathful look. And the look was aimed at Lara who had hitchhiked sleeping in front of the woman's stall.

After taking care of her luggage, Lara immediately left the grumpy woman with her stall.

This morning was indeed bright, but Lara's look never once looked bright. In the light of this world, he still felt faint in his soul. In the light of the sky this morning, there were still dark gaps in every cavity of his life. All synergies form a paradox in the reality of Lara's life.

There was nothing more beautiful to Lara than plucking the rhythmic strings of her beloved guitar. Beautiful tones are always created with a spectacular harmony. He never gave the name of every melody he created, he just wanted the melodies to be free without being bound by anything from within.

“Wah, how sweet your guitar quotes Nak!”

Suddenly from behind came the voice of a man he had never known before. When viewed from his appearance who uses a black suit and shiny shoes, he seems to be a person who is well-respected and certainly rich.

Lara gawked at the man, without a word to avenge the man's praise. He could only smile faintly and nod: a sign of gratitude.

“Lho, just a smile? What's your name, can Om know?” ask the man again as if forced because he felt there was no response.

Desperate, Lara immediately grabbed the paper and pencil from inside her shabby bag and wrote the name “Larasati. Can be called Lara.” on the surface of the white paper. Then show it to the man while smiling broadly.

The man frowned as if asking himself, “Is he mute?!”

Lara lowered her wide smile to her initial form, she was confused to see the look of the man. And the scene lasted for about a few seconds before finally another man dressed in official service came to the man in a black suit.

“Report Mr. Jodi, the board meeting is about to begin. Please please enter the car to go to the DPRD.” building

The man in uniform was the assistant of Jodi Dharmawan, a wealthy businessman and also as the chairman of the Kalingga Regency DPRD.

“Oh, fine. Now I'm heading there. But, give me another 3 minutes.”

“Good Sir!”

Before leaving Jodi took the time to say goodbye to Lara. Somehow Jodi felt a familiar vibration from the girl. It was like there was a bond between the two of them. Lara feels that way, but she has no family how could Lara possibly believe about the bond between Jodi and herself.

“Can next time Om find you in this place again Lara?” ask Jodi kindly.

“Hemm...”.

Lara only nodded in agreement, as there was nothing she could say but show her body language.

Along with that, Jodi was getting ready to set off with her assistant. He still waved to Lara. Somehow the brief meeting became a special meeting for a DPRD chairman who was always busy struggling with political and social affairs.

“See you Lara..”

Lara also replied with a wave of her hand.

It starts with a guitar. Jodi and Lara have met frequently since the incident. They look like father and son. Lara also bought new clothes, new shoes, a new bag, and a new guitar that makes Lara more flowery. After work Jodi always took the time to meet Lara.

Kalingga City Park is a silent witness to the meeting of two people who paradox each other in their lives. The miracle of the perfect God. They often walk together, tell stories together and sing along with Lara's guitar accompaniment. Until it is not realized the charisma of a leader is no longer seen in Jodi's temperament, which there is only the charisma of a father.

******

“I've already dumped that baby!”

“What? Are you crazy Susan? It's our flesh and blood, but you're a mother to do that! Where did you dump my son? ANSWER!!”

Jodi doesn't believe his wife would do that. But too late, the baby was dumped when Jodi was on duty outside Bali.

“Di TPA's. And maybe now he's been eaten by a dog. Never mind, let's just say I didn't give birth again after Victor and Ria: Susan's first and second child.

“You it really.... aaaagghhhhhh!!!!”

Jodi's hand almost flew to Susan's right cheek, but was restrained and thrown in the other direction. Jodi does not want to make matters longer with his wife who has contributed to raising his two children until they succeed as they are now. However, on the other hand Jodi is unlikely to report his wife to the police over the criminal act of dumping the baby. Behind his high office, he and his family and the hospital that used to be silent witnesses of the birth of the poor baby shut these secrets. With money cooperation also runs smoothly with the hospital.

*****

Lara is confused to see Jodi who is drifting in her daydream. He tried to resuscitate her by nudging the man's arm.

“Eh Lara, sorry. Om...”

Jodi is unaware that a flashback from her past has been played back. He remembered his daughter who was thrown away. He looked back at Lara who had been watching him.

“What's possible, is it possible that you're my missing daughter? Tell me dear Lara.” said Jodi inwardly.

“If you can tell, who are your parents? And where do you live Nak?”

Lara fell silent. Start grabbing his favorite paper and pencil, then writing.

“I have no parents. I don't have a home. I only have a guitar. I was born of trash, maybe my parents are trash.”

Words that were plain or perhaps not innocent at all to Jodi, made him astonished at Lara's testimony. How could he possibly say that.

But in Lara's mind, those were just ordinary words that she didn't know exactly what they meant. Makhlum, Lara has not been in school for her entire life. But Lara has a high spirit to learn, the proof is that she can write even though there are many meanings that she does not understand. He never even knew what an old man was, all he knew was trash. And perhaps, Lara also had no idea what trash was. It makes no difference.

Jodi was still caught in his shock. He began to turn his brain and memory. Started to reopen the gloomy album sheets that had been buried neatly by the decay. Shortly thereafter he woke up. Aware of the girl in front of him was his real son who had long disappeared 17 years ago.

“Lara, want to be his son Om?”

Lara was silent for a moment. Trying to wake himself up, he wasn't dreaming. Lara reassured once again with her body language.

“True Lara, Om seriously. And now you're going to take Om to Om's house, what? Want ya?”

Like getting 2 Joker and 4 Aces at once, this is hard luck to believe by Lara.

Lara nodded her sign in agreement.

How magical. Within seconds Lara's life turned 360 degrees. From asking for alms, now able to give alms. Her shabby clothes changed instantly into a beautiful and luxurious white dress. Her dull unkempt hair was completely overhauled by Jodi's trust hairstyles in a fairly majestic and elite salon.

A few hours ago Lara walked into the salon as a seedy, shabby Lara. But in the next 2 hours, came a beautiful princess with smoothed hair and a sparkling face. Now Lara is ready to enter the magnificent house of the number one person in Kalingga, Jodi Dharmawan.

Jodi and Lara finally arrive at Jodi's house. They are greeted by a spacious and beautiful courtyard, with a large swimming pool on the right side and a beautiful garden on the left side. Seen from the glass car ball Lara's eyes wide and swept the entire contents of the yard of the house. If the yard is already magnificent like this, then how is the contents in his house? Inner Lara muttered.

Sure enough, Jodi's house is magnificent and beautiful. There are 4 large pillars made of marble material welcoming their arrival. The house looks shiny, as 90% of the outer material of the house is expensive white marble fields. The house looked elegant standing firmly in front of Lara.

If Lara had been spoiled by the state of the super luxurious house, now she must be amazed also with the facilities owned by the house. Two security people came to face Jodi as the host. Then they opened the door and escorted the two masters into the house.

“Nah, Lara. Now this is your new home, and now Om will show you where your room is.” said Jodi as she led Lara.

“And here comes your new room. Do you wish you liked it, son? Now Om has to go first, there is an important meeting Om must attend. Fine here yes Dear.”

After showing Lara the room, Jodi leaves Lara with her new room. With a wave of hands by Jodi and also reciprocated by Lara, Jodi ended their togetherness.

“Who is the girl, Yah?”

“He's our son, the boy you've been throwing away!” greet Jodi in a rather high tone.

“What?”

“Yes, and now he lives with us here, in the house he is entitled to live in!”

“Ta.but, he was dead 17 years ago!”

“Not yet, the proof is 17 years after that I found it!”

Jodi passed away leaving Susan and did not continue the serious conversation at length. While Susan was still silent, between shock and disbelief with what she heard from the mouth of Jodi, her husband.

At the same time, Lara was standing at the door of her room. This means that he recorded all the conversations between Jodi and Susan in his completely blank memory. Clear granules begin to drip and moisten the smooth cheeks. His chest felt tight and his heart felt hit by a very sharp dagger. Lara limp.

Even a week has been rebeca live the days like a royal princess. Although it takes a little adaptation, but the presence of Jodi who always accompanied him amid the busy activities of Jodi that make Lara increasingly difficult to live in the house.

“Lara want school?”

The short question made Lara a little surprised and there was a sense of excitement in it. Instantly Lara nodded her head in agreement.

Although Lara grew up in the rigors of street life, but it did not make her intention recede to study. While on the road he learned a lot from the students who occasionally took the time to teach him to read and write. Eyes no doubt, slowly Lara getting smarter. And now he is ready to challenge himself to get into school.

Because Lara's reasoning power is good enough to capture lessons, Jodi does not send her to SLB but in ordinary schools like other normal children. And unmitigated, SMA Negeri predicated RSBI was his choice for Lara. Jodi believes Lara is capable and even more capable of surpassing the advantages of other children at the school.

“Thanks Om.”

Lara smiled as she showed the words written on the surface of the paper.

Jodi only replied with a smile on her lips.

Jodi sat in a room. His eyes continued to look seriously at a woman who was speaking in front of him. Without diminishing the slightest bit of respect, the woman spoke at length regarding Lara, her son.

“It looks like you should immediately refer Lara to an expert psychiatrist.”

“Means mother?”

“I don't know in what way I should tell this to you. But you still have to know.”

“What really happened?” Jodi was curious.

“Yesterday the fifth time Lara entered BK for the same mistake. Two of the victims, Lara, are now undergoing treatment in hospital. But this morning we just got the news that one of them died with a pretty severe injury on his head.”

“Yes God, what kind of bad news is this!”

Jodi exclaimed, not believing what he just saw. And at the same time do not believe that an innocent Lara is able to do this.

“Sorry Sir, as bad as this news you still have to know. We don't believe this either. Lara is an accomplished child, she had won several Olympics in the OSN event. But since his attitude changed a few months ago, we became horrified and at the same time shocked by him.”

“Then, why didn't you tell me this problem in the first place?”

“It was like that at first, but we were scared. We have also agreed to drop Lara out of school. We are afraid that more victims will fall because of one student. But the results are nil, we still do not dare to remember the position of father as the number 1 person in this city.”

The woman moved in front of Jodi. They have been trapped in such a condition for hours.

Looks like the atmosphere of class XII IPA1 suddenly exclaimed that morning. A girl was sitting with blood on her head. The other friends could do nothing and could only watch the scene.

Lara just looked at the girl with a sharp look as if it was full of vengeance. Then he left the class. No one knows where he went.

The gripping atmosphere began to be felt at the school. Until finally the media managed to capture it in a newspaper. The name Lara Dharmawan seems to be a hot topic that is inexhaustible discussed all social media. Now Lara has become a fugitive of the paparazzi.

Being the center of attention in a short time makes Lara become increasingly unsettled. He has been out for several weeks for unclear reasons. Of course this is at the same time a calm for the school that is already restless with the sadistic act of Lara.

In a large hospital in the Kalijati area.

“What exactly happened to my son, Doc?”

Barito Jodi's voice broke the silence of the room, which was almost entirely white. Seen a doctor who is seriously analyzing the results of psychotes from Jodi's child, Lara.

“This result is astounding Sir. Never have I faced a case like this during my time working as a psychiatrist.”

“What is the result like?”

“Well I will explain, but previously you have to prepare enough mentally to hear the results of this research.”

Jodi replied with a steady nod.

“Begini, my father has a PSYCHOPATHic disease. Psychopaths themselves are derived from the word psyche which means soul and pathos which means disease. The condition is often called SOCIOPAT. But that doesn't mean crazy. Symptoms themselves are often called psychopathy, the sufferer is often called a crazy person without mental disorders. According to research about 1% of the total world population has psychopathy. This patient is difficult to detect because as many as 80% more people who roam than those who languish in prison or in mental hospitals, the patient is also difficult to cure. In criminal cases, psychopaths are known as murderers, rapists, and corruptors. However, this is only 15-20 percent of the total psychopath. The rest are individuals who look perfect, are good at speaking words, charming, have extraordinary and fun attractions. Psychopaths usually have a high IQ.”

The psychiatrist explained clearly the disease suffered by Lara. Tub struck by lightning in broad daylight. Jodi shock is not a bitch. Many times he breathed a long sigh, but did not also calm his grief. This time he was really hesitant to invite Lara to stay in the house. Lara is really a sick person.

“I've said from the beginning, it takes a high mental. Someone is usually difficult to digest the reality that is very bitter, who is patient Mr. Jodi.”

“ Then what should I do now against Lara, Doc?”

“Given this is very dangerous for the safety of the father of the family, I suggest you take him to a place of mental rehabilitation. Not a mental hospital, sir! But MENTAL REHABILITATION. Oia, where's the father now? I hope he is not close to the people he hates.”

“At home, Doc.”

The mood was silent for a moment. And suddenly....

“Gosh, at home I said, Doc??? Sorry, I have to go home soon!” jodi said, before he finally shot as fast as lightning towards the house.

While the doctor looked confused to see Jodi's reaction.

Jodi enters his yard in a hurry, as if being chased by a creepy monster. There is usually security that welcomes it, but the house seems to be in a quiet state. He remembers leaving Susan, Victor, Ria and Lara at home. Actually he knew that the relationship of his wife and children was not very good with Lara, but before he got this astonishing news all seemed fine, he thought. Susan has committed that she will not accept Lara as the child she was born with. For Susan it was a disgrace to a respected person like her.

.......!!!!

Jodi had entered the main door of her unlocked home. But Jodi was a bit excited to open it until the sound of a door slam was quite loud.

All the rooms on the first floor were inspected, and neither did he meet his wife and children. Jodi climbed the stairs with increasingly accelerated steps. And he arrived on the second floor of his house. There is a large bathroom, 3 rooms, and a workspace of his. First Jodi checked the bathroom. And...

“Aaaaaaaaggghhhhhh....!!!”

Jodi screamed hysterically watching the terrifying sight before her. The two human corpses were stiffened in a somewhat distant place. The two corpses were none other than the security who had always been loyal to guard the magnificent house. Both died with wounds on their necks. He did not know or or try not to find out who the sadists who could do this.

From a distance, precisely in room number 3 at the very end of the place now sounds vaguely the sound of guitar passages. He seemed to know it was Rebeca, but the tone of the guitar passage felt very foreign to his ears. Lara should have played a happy melody like when she first met lara who was playing her guitar. But what he heard now was a creepy melody as if in mourning. Why Lara changed.

Jodi seemed to feel the suffering that Lara had experienced long ago. If only he had not been too busy with his political affairs, little Lara would not have been thrown out by Susan. And now all that is just regret. With a move Jodi directly to the third room which is the source of the sound of the passage of Lara guitar or not the actual Lara.

Jodi opens the door.

Jodi's soul seemed to escape from his rough body, many times he patted his cheek to the right and to the left. It's reality.

The sight that is more sinister than the corpses of security is increasingly making it unable to stand on its own feet. Jodi fell down and fell down. He was in severe shock.

“Why is this like Lara?”

A soft-pitched sentence was thrown from Jodi's lips. Now he no longer had enough energy to yell even furiously.

While Lara did not respond and still remained at home with his creepy guitar passages.

The atmosphere lasted about 1 minute before finally another surprise began to appear to Jodi who at that time had resigned to receive the next surprise.

“I'm just trying to send them off with this death song, and I hope they calm down there. Is this wrong, dad?”

Jodi got up from her bowed position, she stared fixedly at Lara and her guitar covered in fresh blood. While Lara stared at the three lifeless forms: Susan, Victor and Ria. Jodi was at once stunned because it was the first time Lara called him as DAD.

“Ka..you, can talk Lara?”

Jodi's raucous voice seemed to force Lara to look at him as well. But Lara no longer continued her words that smoothly enough.

“What is the motive behind all this? Why did you turn out like this, son?” continued Jodi.

Lara got up and approached Jodi. He smiled while answering.

“Nothing. I just want them to be happy and not suffer too long in this world with a sense of envy in them.”

“Ta.but, this is too sadistic...”.

“Sadis dad said? How could it be more sadistic than dumping a real child in a landfill and letting him live alone in the streets???”

Jodi. His breath was held for a moment and his heart ached. Like there's a stray bullet hitting right in his heart.

“At the same time, my sadistic life was only paid for with this red viscous liquid. That's so unfair!”

“Then, what do you want now?”

Lara stared intently at Jodi's two eyeballs. His innocent voice now transformed into a look of wrath that Jodi had never imagined before.

Lara hugged Jodi and said.

“I want a happy father.... There, with m e r e k a...!”

Hygiene... . . .