MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
EPISODE 111: STRANGE DREAMS
Miss Nisa is trying to find another door that disappeared behind her. However, his efforts were in vain because the door had already completely vanished just like that.
“Why did that door just disappear, huh?” ask Ms. Nisa to herself.
Miss Nisa didn't find the answer she was looking for. He also remembered the gold doll he had taken from the previous room. He reached into his pocket to make sure it was still there. And it turned out to be true. The little doll made of gold was still well stored in her own pocket.
“Hm, it turns out that this golden doll is still in my pocket. What is this place exactly? Why am I in this place alone? Where is my husband and son” Bu Nisa wonders to herself.
Ms. Nisa also focused her mind on the circumstances around her at this time. And he was taken aback by his own vision at that moment. It was like being in a village he knew, even though the shape of the village was much different from what he had seen.
“Isn't this Pomegranate hamlet? Why am I suddenly here? Loh, is this Mbok Inah and Laras' house? Why am I suddenly here?” ma'am Nisa said to herself.
Not yet exhausted the curiosity of Ms. Nisa, suddenly the woman was surprised by the appearance of a woman in simple clothes and also a very beautiful little girl. Ms. Nisa looked at the faces of the two people carefully and Ms. Nisa gasped because she only realized that there was a strange thing that was being revealed to her at that time.
“Loh, the face of the little boy really looks like Laras? And that woman looks a lot like Mbok Inah. Yes ... He has Mbok Inah his mother Laras. Don't they both die? Why are they suddenly here?” Miss Nisa wondered in her heart.
Because Ms. Nisa felt strange about the view she saw, she chose to hide behind the fence.
“Laras ....,” call Mbok Inah on that little boy.
“Iya, Mom!” answer the little boy.
“Where do you want to go Nduk?” ask Mbok Inah.
“I want to play to bude's house, Mom,” replied the little boy again.
“It's still noon, son. You are disturbing your bud. Wait a little afternoon!” reply Mbok Inah.
Although somewhat upset, finally Laras obeyed his mother's words. He also stopped his intention to leave the house and approached his mother who was sewing his uniform.
“Sini, Barrel! Help mom fold clothes!” mbok Inah's Order.
“Iya, Mom!” answer Laras.
Laras also helped his mother fold clothes clothes clothes clothes clothes clothes clothes while his mother continued to sew uniform Laras torn.
“Laras, you if you have grown up want to be what?” ask Mbok Inah.
“Hm .. I want to be a designer, Mom. Tasty, can make clothes that I like,” replied Laras.
“Insyaallah, Mom. After SMP Laras want to continue to SMK only to fit the ideals of Laras,” replied Laras.
“Iya. Mother agrees. Oh yes, you wait here first, yes, mother wants to take care of something,” said Mbok Inah while entering his house leaving his daughter who was continuing her activities folding clothes clothes.
Nisa's mom is still watching Laras and her mom folding clothes from her hiding place. He is still fighting with his own mind.
“Why can I be in this place, huh? Am I dreaming? No ah, it all looks real. There's no way I'm dreaming right now. But, kok can Laras and his mother is still fresh fit. Aren't they both dead?”
Just now that the woman was thinking about it, she suddenly sniffed the smell of a pretty pungent ylang flower on her nose. The woman did not know where the fragrance came from. His eyes were still focused on the little Baras who was folding clothes on the terrace diligently. However, the woman was shocked when someone patted her on the back. Miss Nisa looked back and she stuttered.
“Mbok Inah?” screeched at Bu Nisa with a choking sound in her throat.
Mbok Inah did not reply. He just remained silent as he glared at Bu Nisa. The fear felt by Ms. Nisa did not stop there. Soso Mbok Inah slowly transformed into a figure pocong very creepy.
“Po-po-pocoooooong!!!” shouted Bu Nisa while running away from the pocong.
Bu Nisa ran away from the pocong and approached towards Laras who was folding clothes.
“By!!!! Help me!” shouted Bu Nisa while patting the shoulders of the small Laras and turned towards the pocong Mbok Inah.
Small barrel does not say. The small figure remained focused on folding the clothes in front of him. Ms. Nisa still patted the shoulders of little Laras hoping she could be helped. However, shit cannot be processed and profit cannot be achieved. On the third clap, Ms. Nisa felt Laras' shoulder change its texture. Out of curiosity, Mr. Ade's wife also turned to the little Laras who was folding clothes.
“Laras??” said Bu Nisa with a sense of fear because the figure of the little Laras also mejelma into a figure of a pocong that now raises his creepy face towards the woman.
“Po-pocooooooooong!!!!” Back Bu Nisa screamed hysterically and tried to run away from the little Pocong Laras.
Unfortunately, Bu Nisa's attempt to run away from Laras' small pocong did not pay off. Bu Nisa's right hand was suddenly held by that little pocong hand. Bu Nisa was confused because as far as she knew her pocong was her arms crossed and could not get out. But, in fact, the small pocong hand was able to hold it and more unfortunate again slowly the small pocong hand was enlarged. When Bu Nisa moved her attention from that hand to her face, Bu Nisa grew hysterical in fear because the one in front of her right now was not the little Laras pocong, but the spirit of Lara matures in white clothes and a very creepy form.
“La-Laraaaaaaaaaaaaas!!!!” screeched at Bu Nisa with a very strong scream.
“Hi hi hi hi hi hi. ..,” the laughter of the spirit Laras giggled as it was nice to see such a frightened Bu Nisa.
Bu Nisa also ran away from the spirit of Laras and also from the pocong Mbok Inah. Ms. Nisa no longer cared where she would run back then because the most important thing for her was to escape from the two creepy figures she had just met.
After running far enough, finally Bu Nisa also saw there was some kind of door to another dimension. Ms. Nisa was afraid to go inside that door, but when she looked back, pocong Mbok Inah and the spirit of Laras were getting closer to the woman. Ms. Nisa also made up her mind to jump into the inter-dimensional door in front of her.
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