Kemuning Climbing
Devil leg
Five years have passed
Farewell releases old memories, traces of wounds have not melted away. A mound of misery recalling the bitterness that once occurred, every night he shed tears. Last month, she ran away from home while carrying her baby. The life of the new household ark is vacillating. Enil every time in the tail of the creature that is in the house of Capit. Mijan's mbok disruption this time implies chaos of dark times.
In a sleeping flower no one can let go of the call of a lurking creature. No one thought they would return to the old house again. A place that shook his life. Steering vehicles drove into the tree areas of rural areas far from the city. Due to exhaustion, all the way he slept. Again the dream led into the place where he was dying in the warehouse containing demons.
The old building had already burned down, this time the figure of the child-shaped creature turned into a monstrous monster figure. His fingers swung upwards to tear through his abdominal wall, Enil in pain woke up Doosin. He pulled the vehicle over, rubbing Enil's forehead full of sweat.
“Why you? From earlier his sleep was delirious and screaming continuously.”
“Ngot nothing mas. We continue the journey.”
Bili smilingly asked him back to rest, eye sight seeing a body bending figure turning his head. The car pulled over the moving vehicle opening the car engine, he was looking for a tool in the trunk but Enil did not see him again.
“where did Bili go?” he looks out the window.
The figure of a living skull knocked on the window door, Enil screamed in surprise locking the window shifting position to the center of the chair. But, on the other side another figure can open the door pulling his body out of the car. He fell down in pain holding his stomach, making sure nothing happened in his womb. Enil got into the car, he saw in the back seat of his son was still asleep.
Figo, the boy he fought for and still he defended no matter what. Not where you came from, Figo looks more reserved and calm. Billi re-started the engine, arriving at a large two-storied house. In front of them, a smiling pair of workers shook hands and helped bring their belongings.
“Welcome non, sir. Everything we have done” said the man who wears a hat.
The old woman who looked like Mijan added to Enil's fear. He observed the building of a new house, stood the view of seeing the former burnt trees on the side of the house. His increasingly chaotic mind, he threw away the thought that the house was the former house of Capit.
“Yuk come in baby, how do you like his house? I intentionally gave you a surprise.”
“Ya very happy mas thank you very much.”
Figo went upstairs. He chose the last room, a voice like a person talking slowly Enil opened the door of his room to see Figo as if he was talking to someone. He approached his son, the feathers goosebumps as soon as possible holding his son away.
“Bi, aunty.”
“Ya non? Just call me mbok Ijah.”
“Mbok Jah please move in Figo items in the room next to my room yes.”
“Good non.”
The eyes were very cold, his face flat did not show any pleasure or anything. The old woman was very mysterious, something was strange when she walked the same way as Mijan. Enil takes Figo into the bathroom, he cleans his son's body. Oddity in the body of his son who always let out mud. He applied more liquid soap and spent more towels to dry the rest of the mud.
“Figo who was talking to?”
“Same temen mi, brother Jeje.”
“Jeje who? In this house there are only mami, papi, the mbok and pak Bar.”
“But brother Jeje's house is behind the house mi.”
“You don't forget to take care of your health, I don't want our child to be sick. Oh yes tomorrow I have started work, you if there is anything directly contact me yes dear.”
Bili's gentle treatment showed no signs of strangeness like Karyo used to. However, he wanted to question the place and name of the new home area they now live in.
“Jeje who? In this house there are only mami, papi, the mbok and pak Bar.”
“But brother Jeje's house is behind the house mi.”
“You don't forget to take care of your health, I don't want our child to be sick. Oh yes tomorrow I have started work, you if there is anything directly contact me yes dear.”
Bili's gentle treatment showed no signs of strangeness like Karyo used to. However, he wanted to question the place and name of the new home area they now live in.
The voice of the man who was debating the matter of work on the phone. Call cut off, face wrinkled Bikin asking permission to go to the office. Before leaving, he who was still half-hearted left her went to repeat his sentence to keep taking good care of himself.
"The gas won't be long, what do you want?"
"I'd like some chicken mas satay, if Figo's favorite must be ice cream."
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Heavy rain, lightning strikes opened the window width of the living room. The stretched curtain drops the vase of flowers. Enil lights a candle, she lights up the room making sure the room is bright and then closes the room glancing at Figo who is awake in his sleep. He went down the stairs to call the mbok, the door of the house was wide open showing the mbok sitting on a rocking chair. The rain that slapped his face he ignored.
Enil's hand hesitantly touched the woman, she stood in front of her while rubbing her stomach. The face of the pale mbok looks like a kebaya shirt that looks like he used to wear Mijan mbok.
“Mbok, wake up mbok. Why sleep outside? Mbok..”
“Enil! You're a lying woman. You can't run from your crimes!”
“Arghh!” the mbok's hand pressed down firmly on his stomach.
From behind, the mbok pulled his hand inside. Very cold and stiff hands. He locked the door walking towards the kitchen. Enil sped up the steps into the room, hugged Figo tightly and closed his eyes.
"Mom.. Figo here ma'am.."
He stood in front of the door watching his mother embrace the figure of a monstrous creature.