Mystical Dream Terror (Real Story )

Mystical Dream Terror (Real Story )
The Mystery guy


In a room saw a group of my family who were chatting joking in groups. Some of them seem busy, some are relaxed, and others look serious whether they are talking.


It also appears that the row of menu dishes lined up neatly and ready to eat.


While I was in the other room, I didn't know what I was waiting for.


Across my room, I saw my mother's brother. Or I used to call it pa'dhe.


My eyes are wild looking for something, but I don't know what I'm looking for.


Suddenly a male voice knocked on the door and said his greetings. Then one of my budheku opened the door for the person and at the same time let in.


"this is the one who is waiting for me" exclaimed the voice of someone who surprised me.


Grandma appeared. Grandma was shocked to welcome the arrival of the man's guest. From the look of his face, as if to illustrate that it is indeed the person who is waiting for his arrival.


Many of my entire family welcomed the arrival of the uninvited guest. Including the grandmother who was waiting for her arrival.


The man's feet stepped straight towards the grandmother. From his movements, he was like asking for blessing. Grandma as the head of the family at the house agreed, seen from his movement by extending a hand and welcoming a helping hand from the man.


Degs...


Degs...


Degs...


It felt like blood was in my heart. It was beating like a drum ready for war.


From the posture, apparently enough I know the person. But why does his face look blurry, like it's not clear?


What is because of the influence of the atmosphere that is approaching dusk, thus affecting the aura of one's face. I don't know, really imagine.


"Assalamualaikum, Grandma, " cried the man politely and kindly.


"Wa'alaikumsalam, " answered grandma.


"this is the one waiting for" continued the grandmother again.


"Miss, I'd like to pick up my wife "pinta the guy.


"Yes, please" said grandma.


Grandma rushed to find me.


While calling my name, my grandmother exclaimed that my husband had come to pick me up.


Whaaat...!? I screamed half in disbelief.


I was surprised, and even more surprised how I had a husband like this? it's really weird, I murmured.


I also seem to be waiting for his arrival.


Then he walked towards me.


Then we entered the room opposite my room. Right in front of my room, rather than bewildered,,,


A little stale, the man came in and said his greetings. Then it was jammed by my Pa'dhe.


When I step while thinking that I can do yes, how can I,,,


Suddenly I thought, why did he pick me up?


I have no intention of traveling anywhere.


As I put my feet up, I thought. If the plane ticket can be canceled, then I will cancel my planned departure.


So I immediately changed direction, and said that I canceled the man.


Hosh


hossh


Hosh


Suddenly I was in bed. My sweat drenched my night clothes.


Imagine what I had just experienced in this dream.


What's the matter, actually?


Deg,,, uh,,,


Oh, it turns out I'm dreaming.


Crack up all the events I experienced in the dreamland.


I just realized, it turns out that all my family who were present in the dream were those who had returned to the Creator for decades ago.


Some have just left this new (deceased) world.


What exactly is going on?