Horror And Mystery Stories
whispers from heaven
The tall shady trees look creepy at night. But it looks solid and beautiful in the morning, afternoon, and evening. Ahead of the semester break Dance took the time to visit the Bengkayang regional library. A handsome, princely man was standing before him, standing around the bookshelf in the right corner of where he stood. It was a library guard. Dance is busy looking for a fictional storybook that is her favorite. The latest fiction books. However, about ten minutes flipping through the neatly arranged book, Tari still did not find the latest fiction book, which there is only a long line of books.
“Mas, no new fiction book?” tanya Tari to the perpus guard, smiling to reveal her white neat teeth.
“There, mba. Here.” replied the perpus keeper, pointing at the bookshelf before him.
‘MYSTERY RECORD FROM HEAVEN’ that's the title of the novel that Tari found. He immediately borrowed it.
“Mas, please repainted. I borrowed this novel, yah” said Tari, while presenting the novel he borrowed.
“Okay, mba. Please sign here.”
“Wah finally can also ni novel, from the title alone has made me curious to quickly read it to completion,” Celoteh Tari while leaving the library. He rode his motorcycle home immediately.
Suddenly, ‘Gubrakkk!’ the sound of the motor colliding right in front of him, fortunately he was not affected by the accident. Sontak Tari was surprised and immediately parked his motorbike on the edge of the sidewalk. People who saw the incident immediately helped one of the injured parties, namely the women only. While the party that crashed was a man about the same age as Tari, many saw but no one wanted to help the poor man. Dari finally chose to help the man, he immediately contacted the ambulance and said the whereabouts of his current position. About five minutes after the ambulance arrived, they immediately went to the nearest hospital.
“Where am I?” a voice sounded from the bed. The dance that was reading the novel finally looked towards the source of the sound.
“It turns out you are awake, thank God,” said Tari, as he approached the man.
Suddenly, the novel she was reading fell off the table. He was surprised and confused, looking back.
“Didn't I put it right in the middle of the table, why did it fall? Did the wind blow it? no wind seems to pass, ” muttered Tari, in her mind.
“Nona, where am I now?” the voice resuscitated Tari from her daydream.
“you were treated at RS. Last time I saw you crash right in front of me, so I brought you here,” replied Tari, followed by her sweet smile.
“Oh yes, I remember a little before that incident, there was a white shadow that covered my view, while driving and my brakes felt dysfunctional. How'd I hit? Did I hit a pole, an animal, or.. a human?” the volume of his voice was getting slower at the end, though,
The man's words made him think for a moment. “Shadows? What's ghost?” think Dance, in her mind.
“Hei, Miss. Why didn't you answer my question?” said the man with an expression raising his right eyebrow.
“Ehh yes, I do not know the state of the woman you hit, people immediately gave her help” replied Tari, nervous as a result of thinking.
“Hm, thank goodness. I hope he's not hurt too bad. What's your name, miss?” tanyakanya.
“My name, Dance. What's your name?” Dance asked back.
“My name, Rais. Can you help me get my phone, miss? I want to call my mom.
Dance immediately to the table where the phone is lying.
“Hallo.. son, where are you now? Why haven't I come home yet, I'm worried about you nak” is clearly heard the voice of anxiety from Rais' mother.
“Sorry, mom. Rais accident, now Rais with the beautiful lady who has helped, and brought Rais to the nearest Hospital” so Rais answers to his mother who is very worried about him.
“What?? Mom will be there soon, nak” sounds sobbing from Rais' mother.
After calling her mother, Rais finally took a short break to melt her red-looking eyes enduring the pain all over her body. Meanwhile, Tari returned to her seat to continue reading the novel while waiting for the arrival of Rais' mother.
“Novel is very interesting, only 15 pages have made me very curious, and want to know what the ending is like.” He speaks in his mind.
“Raisssss” screams that surprise Tari, as well as wake up
Rais from sound. “ibuu” suhut, Rais.
Rais's mother looked anxious, her face was so bright that she saw her son was lying weak with many wounds on the head and legs, and her legs, certainly can not be denied the sadness that emanated from the tears of a mother. Rais recounted the incident he experienced to his mother, it turns out he forgot to read do’a when going to ride a motorcycle.
“Nona, what's your name? Thank you for your help, sweet lady” said, mother Rais.
“Include, my name is Dewi Kumala Dance, ma'am. Glad to be able to help the mother's child,” replied Tari while spreading her sincerity smile.
“This is my business card, goods times beautiful lady need help, can contact mother.don't hesitate, yah” Mother Rais gives a business card and directly accepted by Tari.
“Good, mom. Thank you, I say goodbye to go home first, want to continue college assignments that have not been run, bu” dance and immediately leave the hospital after Rais' mother invited him.
Five days later. The atmosphere was silent, the night sky was accompanied by a beautiful spectrum of stars, only the sound of crickets rustling. The sign is that he must immediately sleep so as not to oversleep to wake up in the morning, so that he can see the cool atmosphere of dawn, and of course this atmosphere is very much awaited by Dari every day.
“Day! continue reading my novel, there is a message I want to convey to you, a message that is my greatest hope. You should know it immediately,” Sobbed those whispers in his ear.
“Why? why are you forcing me to read it at midnight like this, what message are you trying to get across? Why do you want me to know that message so soon? Do you recognize me? Dance spoke to such a beautiful woman, dressed in a luxurious white dress and carrying the novel she recognized.
Alarm suddenly rang, ‘screening krining’ “aduh fast very alarm sounds, I am still very tired, what time is it? I just slept for an hour.” Dance woke up and was surprised to see the clock,
“Ya. not wrong again, this is still at two in the morning, even the sun is still asleep in the western horizon, why is the alarm already ringing? Then, who was the beautiful woman who came to me earlier? It's like real, maybe.
‘aww sick’ it is true I am in the real world at this time, while an hour ago? Hahh it turns out I only dreamed of being visited by that woman, and.. novell!!! what the fuck? Are my eyes wrong or not? Why is this novel sitting next to my head, last night I remember keeping it in my drawer, so why is it here? did someone enter my room last night?”
A thousand questions that are very comfortable parked inside ‘brainnya’. He was puzzled by everything that had happened these few days.
The morning was so bright, the pile of dew in the leaves began to hide blushing in shame, it looked young clouds at the top of the mountain was getting higher, the sun was even more daring to appear. Dance was cleaning her room that morning, so a dove carried a letter to her bedroom window, then flew back to leave a message. As he looked towards the window, he saw a white paper bound with a red ribbon lying on the edge of the window, he immediately moved towards the position the paper was in, he immediately picked it up, it appears to contain a message.
Dear Dance
Hey.. How are you, miss? I hope it's okay. It's Rais, I want to see you tonight, can you? I really hope you're willing to see me tonight, there's something important I want to tell you.
Greetings from me
Rais
Dancing was confused as to how he replied to the letter, whereas he did not know where to meet it. Long thinking of ways, finally Dance remembered by the business card she had received. Taking a business card that he did not know the name of the owner, Dari headed to his book drawer to find, as a result met also. ‘Yati‘ is the name listed on the business card. He also called the number.
“Hallo.. with me, Yati. This is who?” there were answers and questions from his mother Rais.
“This Dance, mom. Can I get Rais's phone number, ma'am? I got a letter from him, but I was confused how to reply, bu” explained Tari.
“Oh. well son, later mother sent by short message, yes” friendly answer from bu Yati.
“Iya ma'am, thanks for the time, bu.” the conversation between Tari and her mother Rais is concluded.
Soon a short message came in: 08953358**** that's Rais' mobile number. He immediately contacted me via a short message.
“Good news from me, hope you are good too huh. Where do you want to meet?” That was the short message launched by him, though,
“Hehe, thank God, I am also good, at Misbar cafe, want?” reply from Rais.
“Oke, I want to. Around 7 o'clock, ya” reply, Dance.
“Sip, awaited” reply, Rais.
At 10:00 arrived, the sign that he must immediately go to campus, in his mind always haunted by questions that sometimes make him dreamy. After 30 minutes of travel, he finally arrived at his campus, Akmen-BS. At 14:00 pm, the hour of college Dance is Over, he met his friend named Siska. Siska is the type of person who is timid and spoiled, hearing the story of Tari, his hair immediately goosebumps,
“Idih. serem very heck, Tar. I'm afraid,” cetus Siska. After a long story, it did not feel the time had shown at 15:05, and Tari immediately told Siska to go home. Shortly after, Dari arrived home, he immediately fell on his soft mattress to relieve the fatigue he felt, while reading the novel that made him curious. Every reading page by page, Dance always keeps questions about the story told in the novel.
It did not feel 2 hours had passed and Tari found the message was surprised not to be out of thought. “really this novel keeps the message, but why the message is strange like this ya” said, Tari.
*I wish there was a kind and sincere woman who would take my place for her, not necessarily a pretty face, but a good nature, and her heart must love Rais. I really hope that woman is willing to marry Rais. God said to me from heaven: ‘Stupid Rais is Tari’.
You are the one, Dance. Greetings from me, Vira Santika, to you Kumala Dewi Dance.*
The tears glistened, to wet the soft pillow that has been the support of his chin since. Dance can not stem this sadness, although some of the questions have been answered, but change the strange taste that obstructs and raises new questions.
“Who, Vira actually? Is the princess from heaven?” Dance closes the novel to see the name of the author. Turns out.. Santika Vira. Today the six novels are in the hands of Tari, the sign that tomorrow he must return the novel to the library.
The night was so cool, there was a cacophony of leaves touching each other because of the dancing breeze. Tonight looks very beautiful, the dark sky decorated by thousands of sparkling stars makes the atmosphere so soothing. This is the atmosphere that Dance really wants to feel. Tari arrived at the Misbar cafe at 19:00, looking in the right corner there was already a handsome man who was waiting for him.
“Day, here.” Rais called out as he waved his right hand. He approached Rais and sat right in front of him. Suddenly he said “there is an important thing I want to convey” said Tari.
“Please, do not hesitate to say it, because there are also important things that I will tell you” said Rais.
“I got a message from the novel I read, the message was strange and made me ashamed to tell you, but this time I had enough courage to tell the events I experienced, there was a message that read; ‘JODOH RAIS IS TARI’ and please see for yourself. Dari gives the novel to Rais as proof that Rais does not laugh at him.
Rais smiled reading it while saying “Already expected, this is true of him, actually I dream” said Rais while taking a sharp note of Dance's eyes.
“What do you really mean about dreams? I don't understand,” He was confused to hear Rais's words. Until finally, Rais explained everything to Tari.
“Listen and understand my explanation, Tari. You know who the author of this novel is, right? Rais spoke with tears in his eyes; the author was Vira Santika, an old lover of mine. Now that he is gone, he left me in my arms after a long battle with Cancer he suffered, one year ago we were in a relationship with the status of courtship, and only walked for 6 months, until finally Vira breathed her last right on my shoulder. When we were under such a shady tree, not far from where I crashed a few days ago, I could not imagine how devastated I was when Vira left me for all eternity. But now I've let her go. Three days ago I had a dream, Vira came to me and gave me a message that was stuck in my eardrum. “GOD SAID TO ME FROM HEAVEN, THE SOUL MATE RAIS IS DANCE; my hope, you are happy with her. So, I'll feel that happiness anyway.” That's what I want to tell you, Tari.”
His tears kept flowing, he did not expect there would be a story like this in his life, he did not know whether to be happy because he had found his soul mate, or was sad to remember his dream. All he knows at this time is, he must be happy so that Vira also feels happiness. Rais also removes the newness that continues to drip from the source of the silence of the eyes of Dance. He put the ring on Dance's finger, and Dance just fell silent stiff.
The next day, the afternoon was so stinging hot air, making Dari's forehead sweat. Today it was exactly seven days that he borrowed the mystery novel, and the sign that he had to give it back today, when Tari opened her book drawer to take the novel, but the novel had vanished.
Finished