LOVELY LAMINATINGRUM
CHAPTER 17, THE PRINCESS CALLED ME
“Mereneo Le, mlebuo, mbah has been waiting for koe to come to the house Mbah you know Le” my slow mbah sound makes my hair stand up
Now that I am at the door of my room, I have not dared to go into his room, let alone just the sound of the princess calling out to me.
I should be proud that my mother still remembers her grandson even though my mother died a dozen years ago.
But yes why pack a scary event gini, if for example just a dream is good, lha this even a terrible atmosphere that appears.
What's inside me right now is just fear, why don't the bright light show package have a meal.
why should I be horrified like this anyway, yes if I do not have heart disease, try if I have heart disease ,apane right to enter ER.
My stiff legs even become trembling because my chest becomes tight, my head feels bigger throbbing, and feels more and more goosebumps throughout my body.
What should I do, I'm on my way, obviously there's no way I can go back to my room, if I go back to my room tomorrow my mom will come to me again , and maybe I'll be angry with him too.
My common sense told me to keep going into my room, but my feelings told me to just back off.
I will follow my common sense, because if I share the feelings that exist only tomorrow my mbah will definitely come again and again.
I ordered my feet to step closer to my room, the door of which was half open and shining dimly.
“Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.. mbah putri, nuwun sewu..”.
Before I enter the room I must make sure that I will respond to my greetings as well as I heard when my mother imitated my voice when I recited the verse of the chair.
“waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.. let's go here Gus”.
My daughter answered my greetings in a soft but clear voice, I believe that inside is my mother.
“Mbah nuwun sewu I want to go into the room now, please do not serem serem ya mbah”
I tried to calm my feelings and brain first by joking a little, even though there was no telling from the room at all.
Yes, the situation can not be made better guyonan I go directly into the room of the princess only
Even though I am now trying to change my mindset to calm myself so as not to get goosebumps, but still can not, I still get goosebumps because I imagine what is in the room.
This feeling of mine cannot be used as a benchmark of my fear, because actually I do not know what is in there.
The state of this house is still dark except for the princess's room which looks bright.
I peeked at a little of what was in my daughter's room, I saw a big cupboard that was sticking out of the wall, this large cupboard consists of wide glass so that the contents in it in the form of arrays and princess clothes are visible to me.
I dared to look deeper inside, before my whole body went into the room.
It turns out that the light in this room comes from a room bulb that radiates dimly.
Strange too, even though the electricity of this house is extinguished, why the bulb of this room is lit even though dim.
I forced myself to go into the room, it turned out that this room was empty, you know why it was empty, there was no one in this room.
In this room there is a large glass cabinet, the size of which almost covers the south wall.
Across the glass cabinet was an ancient bed made of iron, the iron bed was equipped with mosquito nets exactly ghost films.
Next to the iron bed was a dressing table of my mbah, a small dressing table complete with a small chair
On this table there are some knickknacks belonging to my mbah such as powder, comb, hairpin, green hair oil that had been smelled and some accessories such as pins and the like.
I still look around this room, this room turned out not to change at all after a dozen years I never came here, yes after my daughter sedo, I never came here again.
I had a feeling of remembering the past, when I was still in Elementary School, if I went to my house this mbah , I always slept under this iron bed, I always sleep under this iron bed, because underneath this is the cold air.
When I was daydreaming about the past suddenly my shoulder was patted by someone, I was shocked
“Astargfirullah... yes Allah I had time to daydream in this terrible room” muttered me while looking behind me because I felt someone patted my shoulder in the back.
Behind me there was no one, I was getting creepy, I had not lost my fear, then I saw a shadow sitting on the small chair of the dressing table.
The shadow seemed to be combing his long hair, a shadow that gradually became clear, and finally became clear.
“M..mbah put..putri” said I stuttered in shock when I saw the princess was combing and oiling her hair with oil that the bottle was green.
“M..mbah P...daughter, what do you want from a..me?. Ke...why do you want to meet me Mbah?”
I have not been able to see the face of the princess directly, because the princess is facing towards the oval-shaped glass makeup, while on the glass makeup it does not reflect my face at all.
I could only see that her long, slightly curly hair was combed with her left hand, while her right hand was tidying up the hair.
My mother currently only wears a long white kegembahkku kegemarnya, indeed if going to sleep always wear negligee, in the big glass cabinet beside me this is a lot of negligence belongs
mbahku.
My mother has not answered my question, she is still busy with her hair.
Usually after he combed and gave oil, then he would curl his hair.
And sure enough, after he combed and gave oil, then he curled his hair into a small-shaped loop.
My daughter did not answer my question, now she is tidying up her comb and hair oil.
Mbahku is famous for being clean and tidy, so it is not surprising that mbak Puji was hired to clean this house.
Slowly my daughter turned her body and faced me, arguing that the princess's face looked terrible....
A pale-white skinny face with wrinkled wrinkles on his face, sunken-looking eyelids and sharp eyes looking at me.
“You do not have to fear Gus, just want to say something to you, this something is also for the request of Mbah kakung when you were alive first”
"To give this to his grandson who still remembers his mother"
Then the princess raised her arms, she told me to come closer to her, she seemed to be holding something in her right palm.
“Near here Gus, Mbah has something you have to take in the hands of Mbah, come here Gus do not be afraid of the same mbah”
My mother spoke with no expression on her face, she asked me to come closer, I was really scared, the fear that was already in the ubun ubun.
But I must be brave, how he is my own mbah, I must dare to face my mbah.
I advanced slowly towards my abah, until my jar with my mbah was only about forty cm.
“Open your hands Gus, accept this from the kakung altar for you, do not you reject Gus, because you know you are having problems, hopefully pamberian mbah kakungmu can petrify your problems Gus”
I opened my palm, I wonder why my mother can know my problem, if all supernatural beings can know other people's problems?
When I opened my hand, as fast as lightning, the princess' palm held my hand like someone was shaking hands.
The princess's hands were cold at first, but slowly became warm and hot, it seemed she was giving me something, it felt like it was going in through the pores of my palms.
I could feel something entering through my palms, my body feeling warm and comfortable as it walked through each of my veins.
I can feel something like posting what's inside my body.
As an easy example of my lungs, I can now breathe more freely than ever before.
Suddenly my mother let go of my hand, my mother still sat quietly with no expression on her face, then she pointed into the upper cupboard.
Inside the top of the cabinet was a box of cardboard about 30x30, so I was told to take the box.
My bony hands kept pointing in the closet toward the carton box, whether I was told to take the carton box?
Slowly I opened this ancient cupboard belonging to my mbah, a loud creaking sound accompanied when I opened the closet containing all my mbah clothes.
My mbah hand still pointed towards the carton box at the top of the closet, indeed the position was a bit high, but with me I could finally reach the paper box.
This box feels light and a little dusty, do not know what side of this box really feels light, then this carton box I put on my dressing table.
My daughter saw the contact without saying anything until a few minutes later she told me to open the cardboard city.
“Open box iku Gus, ben koe knows what's in it”
It turned out that my mother wanted me to open this box, whether this box was something important or what, until my mother told me to open it.
Close the box I lift, the contents of the box are then seen by me, the contents of the box are valuable objects for my mother while traveling.