
I helped Evi pack up for a move today because my house is about to be renovated. Many items must be paxed in large cardboard boxes to make it easier for us to move them later after the house is finished in renovation.
"Evi.Pantas aja you invite me.. it turns out a lot of stuff". Evi said while complaining to Santy.
" Santy.Hehehe... I'm also nervous." to Evi.
because I have so much stuff. What else are the clothes that are not used. I intend to be given again clothes that are still good and worth wearing to people who will later need.
it was noon, I invited evi to lunch outside as well as rest.
I am a veteran because I pack myself, my brother works and my sister goes to school, my mom and my brother sell in the market.
Fortunately Evi had a day off to help me.
Since all the stuff in the house is done in pax I have to go to my rented house to clean up. While Evi I told him to go home.
"Santy.Poor Evi is exhausted from helping me". My words In my heart.
I didn't forget to say something to Evi before she left.
I went to the rented house myself. I cleaned up from the top floor where we were going to sleep tonight. I opened the window and I started sweeping.
I was exhausted and intended to lie down for a while, at that time I dreamed that in this house at the bottom there were people who also rented it.
In the dream I just kept quiet and looked up from the top floor.
I woke up and I heard someone downstairs. But I was lazy to wake up, the voice was getting clearer when I heard my thoughts until maybe it was my mother who had gone home.
I went downstairs, but the college was no one. Outside was quiet there was no sign of anyone.
I ignored it because I might still be in my dreams
We moved a new contract that was on the edge of the river not too far from home.
Formerly the river where we bathed, raced swimming, and caught fish, now the river became dirty and narrow. People are just racing to build-up on the river without knowing the effect later on, the river is increasingly shallow and the flow of the river is hampered will make flooding.
In the afternoon we (me, my brother and my sister) were busy packing, because by noon they had come home from work and school.
I just put the stuff in the box because I was exhausted from the morning.
within two months the renovation of my house will be completed and we will move again.
In our rented three-bed with my brother and sister, my mother and brother remained in the house to be renovated, except for a bath or their new keWc to this rented house.
Every night I did wake up often and sometimes pray tahajjud. I began to get used to praying tahajjud, it started me who often got confused and strange dreams every night.
Here I always wake up at night, and surely my gaze is always staring at the corner at the end of the stairs up. I can't see ghosts or anything like that. But I always felt if the place was haunted or not.
one night I wanted to do tahajjud prayer, because I had to use a water machine.
The clock showed at one o'clock at night, I saw my surroundings were very quiet, there was no sign of anyone outside his house.without fear I just turned on the water faucet and ablution.
I wudhu while looking around me, I was more afraid that there was a thief who hit me from behind until he fainted and took all my stuff. Like in the movies.
I closed the door of the house slowly.
My brother and sister were still asleep lecturing upstairs when I went up to pick up my prayer equipment, I prayed below to be more comfortable without disturbing my sleeping brother and sister.
With my heart sure I pray, when I raise my hand to takbir suddenly the water machine turns on "brtzz" and instantly dies again.
In the state of prayer My hands and body immediately shook my prayer reading, I forced it to be perfect in that trembling state, I was afraid and it felt like I wanted to run.
But I believe I am praying, I am facing God who created me and created the universe.I assure you that until my courage arises and I return to prayer calmly. And the second incident also appeared when the last rakaat I woke up from the movement of the hutuk, the curtain in front of me suddenly like blown by the wind or like someone was shaking it.
I continue to perform my prayers. After the prayer I went back up to the top floor to sleep, I know that the water machine is automatic when we turn on the automatic water faucet the machine will turn on, and if the manual we have to plug it first.
Even if it is damaged, there must be electricity to support the water machine
And at that moment I took ablution outside and did not touch anything anymore.
And no wind can blow the curtains until they sway. Because I don't have a fan and the room is closed.
In the morning, I told my sister about what happened last night.
"Santy.' the water machine is broken huh?" Santy asked his brother.
"Sister.no, it was the new brother using a water machine to take a shower" said Santy's brother.
"Santy.tadi last night the water machine was lit "bzzrt" and immediately died again, Santy told his brother.
My brother knows this place exactly because it's where he plays with the other kids.
It turns out my brother is also afraid to stay in this rented house because it used to fit in this rented house there is a moonwood tree, a type of banyan tree that is usually a place where ghosts live.
But we were forced and there was no other choice. There is no home we can live in for a while.
Maybe it's because this house was newly built, and this was originally their place,keep arriving we come so waiters (ghosts) want to get acquainted and maybe a little disturbed also when seeing me pray and read the prayers.
Every time I was in contract I always tried not to daydream. Because I'm afraid of being possessed by the waiter.
I always rotate the murotal of the Koran through the yutube, and the verses to expel the jinn at home.
And so does my brother always turn the murottal quran on hp if he is alone in the house.
That's because my brother was afraid of the story of what happened in this house.