INDIGO “SANG INVISIBLE MATA”
CHAPTER XIV BEGINNING
(OPI Mall Palembang Cinema)
(Ainur Viewing Angle)
“Sip let's sit in front of”
The title of the film is listed on the screen, the beginning of the film has set a plot that brings the audience into the story. “Pengabdi Satan” an old movie title that is back in release with a new face, it is not expected that this film will be popular again after its time.
Horror and scary I think the right word when in the middle of the film, I was carried away until my heart was pounding. From the middle of the movie to the end I felt something was wrong, I like this.
“But when have I ever experienced it..?”.
A fleeting memory flashed through my mind signifying that I was remembering something important, while I was about to remember it as if my neck was coldly blown by the damp wind. Not because of the AC but the wind was as if it was scratching the neck, a heavy breath made.
The name of the actor appeared on the front screen signifying the film was over, lucky that the moment Dedek awakened me from the heavy pressure inside. My soul as if it had been released in the body, the wind was leading the soul in the body to come out.
“It's done, want to go home now” asked Haliya
“Iya, it's night pula”
I looked back at the watch, the clock showed 20.50 WIB did not feel 2 and a half hours passed so quickly. So did we ten, high school teenagers who come home late at night is not a good thing. In the middle of the crowd we headed to the parking lot, even though the day was almost late but people were more crowded than before.
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(OPI Mall Parking Space)
“Tiket is on you right?” Fahri surprised me with his question
“Ah yes I still hold kok”
“Awas lost later can not go home”
Men take back their two-wheeled vehicles, while women wait at the gate only. I admit I had to today but it was fun too.
“Lain times the streets again yuk” said Agus who has arrived with his motorbike
“Tomorrow how?”
“Kan tomorrow there is a class fire show. How the hell are you?” Ibra reminded us
Ibra's arrival was also along with the others, we women without being told to directly ride the two-wheeled iron horse.
“Oh yes, yes” Agus scratching his head
“It is, beware not to be so. Tomorrow by him my mother does not cook to eat for free” replied Ibra honestly
“Honestly very goat..kambing” Dinata also participated in the conversation.
“It is Ibra will eat for free number one” Raihan also participated in working on Ibra
“Iya but if Raihan eats a lot number one” reply Ibra
“Hahahaha”
In between their laughs I was silent to see something strange, a man standing under a tree as if staring at us. Strangely I did not see the head of the man because the lighting there was inadequate.
“What am I seeing this right?” my inner
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(The House of Mamak Akbar)
(Akbar's Point of View)
My footsteps accelerated until I heard the conversation of the parents again, immediately returning from the kitchen the atmosphere that I thought was quiet suddenly crowded like a market. Not the old, the young or the children all fussed incessantly and my thinking came to a halt.
“Lah earlier why fit in a quiet kitchen amat” ask my inner
Not wanting to make a big deal of trouble again, I sat down without questioning.
“Eat Om, Bude” bargain me to everyone
“Iya eat”
“What's the story Om exciting like?”
“Tomorrow to take another walk”
“Hah?! I just went home to take another walk. Crazy amat” I said
“Hahaha, right mumpung holiday”
“That's exactly what I want to ask, it's the rest of his son even his parents who walk-”
“Dak apo Bar bik eneng you still haven't been walking so tomorrow letila”
“Cute Love”
“Ohh Bibi Iyem place, far too heck. When did Om leave? Tomorrow?” much
“Iya, it has not been a long time to travel to Cinta Manis”
“Means stay there ya kayak first?”
“It looks like. Why?”
“Tomorrow I'm not coming, I have the same event as classmate”
“Heehhh, girl or boy”
“Ah wrong, same all classmates”
“Hemmm brother is not exciting, later if there is a girl invite to the house om”
“Yes, yes I will bring”
I also returned to eating, if only talking to Om Ambar would definitely not be finished. For him to talk is an advantage, so he often talks a lot and at length to others.
“Oh yes oom have also seen ghosts in the back bathroom” said Bik Eneng
As soon as you flinched, stop eating to listen to the story just now. Om Ambar who talks a lot sees a ghost in the back bathroom.
“Iya never lived here” story Om Ambar
Om Ambar used to live in a mama's house, just like my family. But after our family moved to a new house, Om Ambar moved to a mamaak house. But it's not long, maybe only a few months because oom already bought a new house.
(FLASH BACKS)
This story is when Oom was still living in a mamak house a few years ago, where he himself almost fell terpelet in the bathroom.
At that time I wanted to take a shower for the prayer, the usual routine that I did before the sun came. But today somehow I don't feel good at heart, don't want time to run out of course I take a towel behind the door.
“Krieettt..” I open a wooden door that is almost fragile eaten by termites, with the door design open up and down
I looked briefly at the great house next to the mother's house, looks old and rather creepy. Fortunately there were still human inhabitants, otherwise there might be danger. In front of the view was still pitch black, I wore sandals starting from the right and left immediately ran towards the bathroom.
“Hemmm” put a towel behind the bathroom door after that I closed the door
Some time, “Byurrr” water wobbled my body with a stinging coldness making me surprised
But after I looked into the upper corner of the bathroom where I was silent for a while, before long my vision was clearer
Kuntilanak terrorized above the corner, until it let out a loud laughter, “Khi.hi..hi...hi...hi” instantly the fear smouldered to the body
I forced my feet to move quickly, I forcefully opened the bathroom door
“Brak” until I made it out
My body was indeed afraid but my heart still had not given up, remembering that I was a higher being than him. I told her and challenged her to leave, bringing a little water to comb her.
“Go, you son of a bitch!! Go not you!!” snapped
My voice might wake people at home and neighbors but right now my situation is more important. I saw that he was still in a place with his face down, I read Al-Fatihah and the verse of the chair to him.
“Allhamdullilahirabbil alamin” read me firmly
After finishing reading Al-Fatihah followed by Ayat Kursi, the kuntilanak disappeared in the blink of an eye. Like dust blown by the wind, it did not know where it came from and appeared.
The bucket of water that held the tangle to the corner of the bathroom where he appeared, trying not to reappear.
“Satan brazen” the sense of surprise and fear gradually reduced
I waited a few minutes until I assumed everything was safe, when the time to wait for the voices of the prayer people in the mosque was over. The feeling of still being surprised to rush I forced back in and took a shower before dawn ran out before morning.
(FLASHBACK END)
“Now is he still there or not?”
“Not there's been evicted by Grandpa Mu’in. If there were still you guys would have been bullied”
“Hiiih seremm”
The children heard the story of Om Ambar just fell silent from fear, but realized they were playing screaming until they almost damaged my eardrum.
But I don't think Om has a story like that, almost the same for me but I'm too cowardly and lousy in the face of subtle creatures unlike Cindi and Ainur.
“Kira-Kira what are they both doing?” thought
CHAPTER XIV BEGINNING....FINISHED