PONDEROUSLY
In A Village

September 18, 1999

In a village surrounded by wilderness.

Night covers the horizon. Seen in the dark sky covered by dark clouds, the full-sized round moon adorns the night sky. People used to call it the full moon.

Faint - faintly heard the sound of an owl, which filled the silence of the wilderness with its cry.

A girl was running in the wilderness. With a pale face. Tracing every path in front of him. Running fast and getting faster.

But the rhythmic speed of the girl's footsteps became increasingly slow. It was like there was a force pulling the body of the girl. So it looked like a white figure was chasing after him from behind his body. And the girl fell to the ground. Makes his face smell the brownish black surface of the ground.

Then the girl quickly turned her body. Right in front of the girl's face, with a distance of 5 Cm from her face. Floating the figure of an astral creature with a white cloth. With a tapered cloth bond over his head. And his face was not very clear. But his red eyes were staring at the girl. It scared the girl to death.

"Yahaaaaaaaaaaaaarghhhhh!!!" Shouted the girl.

The night is getting late. When the owl sounds are clear. Plus the howls of the sound of dogs filling the silence of the night in the wilderness.

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Morning has been transformed. When sunlight penetrates into the house through ventilation.

It looks like a house made of wood. With a roof made of wood shingles. And with wooden planks, which were located a little further from the houses of the neighbors who made and modeled the same as a house. In a village surrounded by wilderness.

An old woman of about 55 years, walked slowly into a girl's room. Slowly he pulled the curtains that closed the room in lieu of the room door. He stepped foot to the window of the girl who was still asleep. His hand slowly touched the window. Open the window of the girl's room with both hands.

The sunlight started to touch the girl's skin. Until his self-awareness of the dream world returns to the real world.

Slowly the girl opened both of her eyelids. Clenching - blink both eyes. The first thing he saw was the sky - the roof of his house.

"Jerim. Wake up. It's almost noon. You saw it outside, the sun was already shining hot." The old woman said to the girl.

The girl, named Jerim, slowly rose from her sleep. Sitting on a mat that becomes his bed every day. Jerim rubbed his eyes with his hands.

"Mothers. Am I bad luck?. My whole body hurts all." Yerim complained to the old woman.

Yes, the old woman is the mother of Jerim. A woman named christina. Which includes being respected in the village.

Christina smiled at the sight of her daughter. Then he approached Jerim, and sat down beside his daughter.

"Mom, last night I had a dream. Her dreams are so scary." Jerim's story.

Christina scrunched her forehead. Like waiting for a story from Jerim.

"Last night I had a dream about my mother's ghost. He chased me in the woods. The ghost flew behind me, and continued to follow me. As I ran faster, my steps seemed to be held back by him. So my speed is slow. Until I fell down. And my face kisses the ground." Yerim.

Christina looked back at Jerim. Then he stroked the hair of the yerim that was broken apart.

"Mom, I'm really scared. When I turned my body around, the ghost was already right in front of my face. Really very scary." The story of yerim again.

No sound from Christina's mouth. Not a word was said from his mouth.

While his hands still continued to caress the hair of the yerim.

Yerim began to feel the touch of Christina's cold hands touching her scalp.

It began to feel a strange air spinning in his room. The cold weather that pierced his skin. The sun has shone upon the earth with a blazing light. Until entering his room through the ventilation and the window of his room that is wide open.

"Mother..." Call the spoiled yerim.

But there is no word from Christina.

The eyes of the middle yerim rest on the walls of his room made of wooden boards. There is a wall clock hanging on the wooden wall of the yerim room. Seen by the time yerim already showed at 08.00 a.m.

Yerim turned his eyes away from the clock on the wall of his room. He wanted to see his mother who now felt his mother was stroking her hair a little messy.

Caught by his two eyes, the figure of another astral being was wrapped in white cloth. With long hair. And very long nails in each finger of his body. Where his hand was gently stroking the head of the yerim. Yerim was surprised.

"Yahaaaaarrrggghhh!!!!!!". Yerim loudly.

Yerim got up from his sitting position and ran out of his room. Run out of his house. Until he was in his yard.

Christine, who has just returned from her garden, sees her daughter in a state of panic.

Christine took off the basket made of rattan webbing. Which contains the results of his garden which he had just harvested.

Christine quickly caught her daughter. Pulling her daughter's hand quickly.

"Jerim!". Shouted christine resuscitated jerim.

"Yahoooooo!!!!!". Yerim yelled again.

Christine shook the body of the fierce jerim. He wants to wake up his daughter.

"Yerim, why son? Conscious boy. It's mom." Shouted christine.

Jerim stopped his screams. Staring at his mother. Yerim seemed to have calmed down a little. But the anxiety that enveloped him was still clearly reflected from his gaze on Christine.

"Is this really mom?." Jerim asked as if he could not believe it.

Jerim's eyes look glazed - glass.

"This is true mother jerim. Why you son? Why did you get to this?." Christine asked inquisitively.

Christine seemed anxious because she saw her daughter in a state of fear like now.

"Mother." Said yerim.

Jerim hugged christine tightly. Her crying broke instantly. The fear that was haunting him now began to fade slowly. Because of her mother's presence in her arms.

Christine returned a yerim hug. Swiping - wipe the back of her daughter gently.

"Yerim why son?. Tell mom." Pinta.

Jerim let go of his embrace. Then he looked at his mother's face. Christine started rubbing both cheeks of her daughter. Removing the tears flowing from the erim eyelids.

"Mom, I'm scared. I'm so scared of mom." Yerim complains with a hoarse voice.

"Why are you afraid, son?." Ask christine.

Jerim still did not answer his mother's question.

"Let's go in yerim. You tell mom inside the house." Bring christine.

Yerim then shook his head. He was still afraid to enter his house. Afraid that the astral creature that had caressed her hair was still inside her room.

"Yerim, relax. There's mommy. You don't be afraid." Christine convinced her daughter.

Christine took the basket she had placed on the ground earlier. Then pull the jerim to enter their house.

Yerim finally obeyed his mother. Then they walked into his house. While christine still embraces her daughter.