
I was beginning to suspect that the situation of the Godhead beside me, he did not see my face, but he continued to laugh horribly in front of me for no reason.
And strangely, in the bathroom, there was no sound of Glewo at all, these two friends of mine felt awkward, there must be something with both of them.
I read the chair verses that I often read everywhere
be, because with the verse the chair can sometimes help me if I am in a state of fear .
I grew suspicious as I was reading the verse of the chair, the cantaloupe in front of me shook violently with a strange voice coming out of his mouth.
As soon as I left the cantaloupe that was still in front of the bathroom door in a state of great shaking and sounding something that I did not understand.
A little run I went back to the bedroom whose position was in front.
When I opened the door, my two friends were in the room, they were both sitting on the bed with strange faces.
“Astargfurullah.. huufff I was invited.
satan to the bathroom rec, Glewo asked to take me to the bathroom, Blewah also went there”
“It turns out they are both demons, Fortunately I was able to escape from the two demons disguised so you guys rec"
"But why do you think your face is like rek, is there something that bothers you too?”
“So there's a poke in my arm, don't think it's you or Blewah Gel, when I open my eyes, it turns out there's an old granny with an angry face standing in front of me Gel” said Glewo with a frightened face
“Lha you why Wah, what bothers you”
“There was nothing until Glewo woke me up c*k, when I was sitting on the edge of the mattress, there was a scratchy face, the face of a small but old child wrinkled and fanged”
“He tried to nakutin me Gel, it's brazen name it, yes forced not to spit on his face, eeeh he was angry, I was salivated foul aroma from his mouth, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, but I'm disgusted!”
Blewah's face showed an irritated face, I believe he is not afraid of supernatural beings, because next to his house there are many kinds of ginian creatures.
“Yawis lah huuff now we sleep again rec, tomorrow we think about what we will do, what else the Beautiful ndak here again, do not know where he rec”
I was getting sleepy and so were my two friends, they also started to close their eyes, it was still night, and the atmosphere was very quiet, because we had stopped talking.
In a quiet atmosphere like gini
my ears are getting sharper listening to these subtle sounds around us.
In the kitchen like a lot of activity sounds, maybe there are rats there that walk through the dishes and glasses, because I hear like the sound of plates and glasses that seem to be placed on the dish rack after washing.
Not yet I closed my eyes, suddenly the electricity in this house went out accompanied by the sound of wind from the direction of the living room.
“Waduh what other interference is rec, whether the electric power here is not strong because all the lights I turn on so that the susasana is not dark” mumamku
“Wo woke up, the power was off Wo” I poked my friend who was next to me, but he seemed to have no reaction at all
I kicked the cantaloupe that was below me but he just kept quiet, he did not react with my kick at all.
To note Blewah sleeps under using a small mattress in this room, a small mattress that is usually used for relatives who stay here first.
I panicked even more as my two friends did not react at all when I woke up, I panicked even more when the room door suddenly opened wide.
The door of the room was wide open so as to show the situation of the living room was pitch black, in this situation I did not know what to do.
Do I have to get up and close the door of the room that opens suddenly, or I just shut the door until the house electricity is on.
I sat down next to the cot that led straight to the door of the room that was wide open, so that I could faintly see the sofa that was in the living room.
Suddenly I smell a very sharp jasmine flowers, indeed in the front garden there is a thick jasmine flowers, jasmine this favorite plant mbah princess when she was still alive.
But the smell was so sharp, it seemed to be in my sense of smell, not from outside my nose.
My eyes were currently fixed towards the outside of the room, I faintly saw the sofa chair
l-shaped in the guest room.
My eyes were fixed and staring at the sofa in the living room, because on the sofa there was a black shadow sitting and his demeanor while crossing his legs.
The longer I get to know that shadow the more I see it in a way
he crossed his legs, I seem to know but I forgot who he was.
I started thinking of reciting the verse of the chair and some of the holy verses of the Quran. When I started reading the verse of the chair there was something even more horrifying
again from the previous one.
There was an old woman's voice following my voice as I chanted the verse of the chair, instead it was more melodious than
my voice.
Every time I chant a verse, the black shadow that is there also chants the same thing, he turns out to be greater in chanting the holy verse of the Quran than I am.
I was getting confused, what should I do again, I had already tried to wake Glewo and Blewah, but they seemed to faint.
I was confused how to get rid of this delicate creature that was bothering me, I thought that the one in front of me seemed to be a Muslim genie.
I kept staring at the shadow without blinking, then the shadow's head seemed to move left to right, it seemed like his head was sore.
The longer the black shadow was the more it showed the shape of his body, but I still could not guess who he was, because there was only a face that was still blurry .
The shadow sitting on the couch wanted to show me that I knew him, that I knew him too.
“Koe nyapo merene Gus, wis suwe koe ora sambang sareanku (you did not come here Gus, you have not come to my grave for a long time)” he said to me who was in a state of great fear
That voice, that voice, that voice that I knew in the past, that voice was the voice of the princess, my daughter was sitting on the sofa
unfortunately, he sat in his favorite position while he was alive.
His favorite sitting position is facing this room with legs crossed, I memorized by sitting on the princess because I used to be invited here every weekend by my parents.
But after a few dozen years my mother died, and after I transmigrated to the city of S in central Java, I have never been to this house or to my mbah sarean.
“Mbah P..daughter, m. sorry mbah” I was scared to ask this question mbah putirku.
“A...aku and t.my friend again d...had a problem mbah, a.I want t..stay here for a while mbah”
“Ora popo you are the same as your friend here Gus, but you have to go to mbah putri and mbah kakung first, mbah already miss you Gus”
“I.iya mbah, bes.besok morning I to mbah putri and mbah kakung”.
The reason for each time I read the holy verse of the Quran, the shadow in front of me
always follow me my voice, it turns out he is my mother.
Mbahku is proficient when it comes to Aquan memorization, he always prays in a mosque not far from this house, and spends time teaching there.
The shadow that is still in the form of fog is getting clearer and clearer, in front of me there is a sighting of a princess who is complete with her bun, a princess whose face is sunken, thin, and wrinkled.
My daughter wears the clothes she normally uses to travel, the clothes she loves during her life are brown barricaded batik bottoms with brown kebaya tops.
Not long after, next to the princess there was another black shadow that appeared, slowly the black shadow land changed into a man.
“Mbah kakung,.” when I see a man
a slightly fat belly with a round face was smiling at me, he was just
wearing a white t-shirt with a large sarong and belt, it was a favorite outfit during her lifetime.
Mbah Kakung just smiled at me, he did not speak anything to me, to be known that my kakung died a few dozen years earlier than my daughter's mother.
After my two monks who came and met me, in a very
creepy, then slowly all this is gone, suddenly the house electricity
it lights up as if nothing happened