Pickup Transportation
Again 42: Princess Sukandar
The name of the Police is Mr. Sukandar, he is the younger brother level of Mr. Dirga, they used to have education together, Mr. Dirga as a senior, no wonder Mr. Sukandar so respect Mr. Dirga.
But Mr. Dirga requested permission not to come to his sister's house to help, because he had to stay in Jakarta, because of work, he could not permit for a long time, the duty of the State awaits.
Alka came with Jarni, just the two of them, while Ganding and Hartino were waiting for Aditia, she was not yet aware, Alka was curious, she could not see anything about her daughter Pak Sukandar's illness, because of anxiety, she was not aware, he finally decided to come to Pak Sukandar's house that day.
Once he arrived, his wife Pak Sukandar immediately greeted them with warm tea and home-made fried. The face of his wife Pak Sukandar is very friendly, typical of a patient housewife.
“Where is his daughter, Bu?” Alka asked.
“There, in his room.”
“Whose name?” Alka had not asked.
“Bening, Adila Bening.” Manya replied, there was a look of sadness when saying that word.
“Can I meet him?” Alka asked again.
“What time is it?” Her mother asked her husband and after getting an answer, she was a little relieved.
“Why?” Alka still asked.
“If the clock is this, Bening is still like a child in general, yuk, you can see him.” His mother Bening led us into the house, a clear room was near the living room, faced with her parents' room, before going to the room, they passed through the living room.
As soon as the door was opened, Bening was playing with his doll, a beautiful child with long hair, but his body, very thin.
Alka was approaching, there was a fragrance that she could not explain, the fragrance of flowers? pandan scents? I don't know, that fragrance Alka's never smelled, which is clear, fragrant.
“Halo Clear, Kak Alka can follow the play?” Alka asked carefully to Bening who was sitting on her back to them.
When she heard Alka enter and she saw her mother, she ran and hugged the woman tightly, looking scared to see the arrival of a stranger.
“He traumatized Mbak Alka, because many shamans who came before, he so always scared when he saw a stranger.”
Alka saw her body tremble, completely scared.
“Bening, Kak Alka is not a shaman, Kak Alka is his friend Mama and Papa, just want to look at Bening, he said Papa, Bening is sick, so Brother is here.” Alka looked at Jarni, she wanted Jarni to check around, Jarni just shook her head, she saw nothing in this child's room, then Alka moved her head, meaning that Jarni checked outside, Jarni nodded.
His mother Bening, carrying her 7-year-old son, his thin body makes him easy to carry.
Her mother put her on the bed, Alka sat to her left, and her mother to her right.
“Like account doll?” Alka tried to approach him.
Bening just nodded.
“Then, Bening would have liked this.” Alka flipped her hand, which had been empty, suddenly there was a small comb made of wood, really beautiful, Bening smiled and took the little comb, she then ran to take the doll, she was, sit back between Mama and Alka.
He then sang a song lyric.
Apruwa Bayang's
Apruwa Bayang's
Apruwa Bayang's
Kalamun Bogang Dhipan's
Karad Bedhawangan's
Bening continued to repeat the verse, his mother crying.
“She doesn't want to play with other children, everyday just wants to play with dolls alone, she sings on, that's all.
Jarni came back, he shook his head, meaning he found nothing, Mr. Sukandar is still in the living room waiting.
“We talk outside yes.” Alka came out with Jarni, her mother was still accompanying Bening, not long after which she came out and closed the door.
Still heard the sound of Being singing, the language is not understood, it's the ancient Sundanese language, Alka alone is not able to identify the language.
“So how is Mbak Alka?” Mr. Sukandar asked.
“I and Jarni have checked everything, no hitchhiking, no posts and also nothing weird, I can't see anything, have you checked into a Psychiatrist? Is he likely to experience violent acts from the closest person?”
“Already, Psychiatrist, medical and shaman, I've taken him everywhere. Nihil, not improving at all.”
“When is the worst time?” Alka asked.
“After Magrib, he will start weird.” Mr. Sukandar replied.
“Tell from the beginning.” Alka asked for an explanation.
“It happened about 6 months ago, here's the story ...”
6 months ago
That night it rained heavily, Bening slept alone in his room, he already had his own room because he was a big boy, his parents had tried to give his sister, but never given by God, he was an only child, then they resigned.
The rain was heavy and there was a rumble that made the ears afraid to hear it, his mother hurriedly approached Bening in the room, for fear that her son was cowering in fear in the room.
When he opened the door, it turned out that Bening was not in his room. He ran into the kitchen, empty, no one, then from the direction of the bathroom, he heard the sound of water, hurriedly he ran to the bathroom.
“Ning, pee?” Her mother screamed, there was no answer, but there was still the sound of water faucets being opened.
“Ning!” His mother raised the voice, who knew his son did not hear because of the sound of lightning and the great rain.
Still no answer, her mother tried to open the bathroom door suddenly the bathroom light was dark, no one was there, the water faucet was still on, her mother tried to turn off the water faucet in the dark, as his hand reached for the faucet, he was shocked ….
Her mother Bening felt her hand held by ‘something’, something that looked like a blackened hand in the dark.
It felt cold when the hand hit his mother's hand Bening, he jumped from shock and fell.
Then the bathroom lights went on, right, nobody was there.
As he was about to wake up, he saw Bening was watching him from behind, but there was something strange, his face, smiling to see his mother fall.
“Ning! Help Mama Nak.” He reached out hoping to be helped by his son, but Bening did not pierce, he walked instead, his mother was shocked, not as she usually does.
“Ning, where are you going? It's been night, rain.” He screamed while trying to get up, his son was outside, he was not to the room but outside, even though heavy rain and sea lightning.
“Ning!” His mother was surprised to see Bening shower rain while dancing and singing, but whether singing what, the lyrics were not understood by him, later the lyrics would not be understood by anyone.
Bening still continues to shower rain, dance and sing, his mother tried to keep calling him, until when it feels outrageous, his mother intends to drag the child back in, because it's already night, his father is still official, his mother is, so he was afraid that Bening would get sick from the cold.
His mother ran to his son, he went to the rain, he pulled his son's body, but it was heavy, the body did not shift in the slightest, his mother felt something was wrong, he then looked back where his son was, because when he was about to drag the child, he did not look at it closely.
Bening smiled with a sinister look, her face was pale, she laughed softly and started singing again, this time she dragged her mother's body with one hand, she said, the body of the adult woman collapsed with a single blow from a 7-year-old little boy.
Bening's mother was about to take off the grip from her son's hand, but too late, the boy pulled his mother's body to follow his dance, his mother was in pain but the boy continued to dance and sing.