
My mother once told me that what you want may be simple, it's just that the world doesn't give you that simple thing so easily. It's not because the world is unfair or God doesn't love you, it's just that sometimes God wants to see how hard you try to get that simple thing. Like me, what I want is sometimes as simple as having a father and a whole family as my friends. But ... My mother chose not to remarry because of her loyalty to my biological father and to me. My mother said if she remarried, her affection would be shared with her new husband and the child she was born with. My mother didn't want to share my love and chose to be a single woman all her life.
I was amazed at my mother's decision. Honestly in my eyes, my mother was the woman I admired so much: my mother was tough, strong and never gave up. That's why I admire him. But ... I never said that to my mom and just kept that awe here - in my heart.
When I grew up, I forgot that feeling of awe until I lost my mother in a tragic and sudden way. That regret now sticks in my heart the same and every once in a while I wish I could turn back the time. I want to repeat all the times where the two of us are always arguing. I want to repeat all the times where we just keep quiet because we're angry with each other. I wanted to repeat all the times where I had the opportunity to say what I was saying in my heart but chose to keep it in my heart, I wanted to say how much I loved my mother, how much I admire my mother, the reason I quit my job and the reason I chose this job.
Unfortunately ... time cannot be played back. Man has no such ability and will always regret every mistake he makes.
I think in this world ... not only I have ever thought and hope that time can be replayed, right??
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“Who after this?” Sadewa asked Alena after two days of Kunti 2's departure following Kunti 1 who had gotten his wish and was no longer a ghost haunting the Durawa cemetery.
“Pocong 1.” Alena answered.
Sadewa opened the old book of his great-grandfather's relics and found a note about Pocong 1. Alena, who was sitting next to him, went to see the book and together read an old note written by Sadewa's great-grandfather.
Pocong 1 before becoming a ghost haunts in Durawa cemetery, formerly named Surya who died in 1940. It used to be a soldier who participated in many wars before finally dying in the last war he followed. Pocong 1 ended up being a ghost because of the mistake of the person who buried it and forgot to take off the pocong rope. If some other pocong ghost feels angry because the pocong rope that forgets not to be separated and eventually become a ghost haunt, then Pocong 1 actually feels happy because thanks to the pocong rope that has not been released can sway.
“This is all??” Alena complained when she finished reading the relics from Sadewa's great-grandfather.
Sadewa furrowed her brows hearing the complaint. “What do you expect from this old record, Alena? Stop complaining! You know very well that this task is not an easy task!!”
“Ma-sorry.”
“So what are your plans after this?” Sadewa asked again. “This time seems like your target is not easy.”
Alena nodded her head a few times. “Ya not easy. But ... if Pocong 1 is stuck here-in this land then it must be his wish that has not materialized. So why not ask her directly??”
Two days later.
“How?” Sadewa asked Alena after seeing these two days Alena always followed Pocong 1 wherever she went. Even Alena unconsciously several times walking by jumping up and down because she was used to following Pocong 1 in the same way.
Alena shook her head. “Pocong 1 that ... he's really a hard ghost to talk to. I can't find what he wants. As a ghost, Pocong 1 is truly a mysterious ghost. She was so obedient to you and kind enough to me, but when I asked her that question, she always kept quiet and didn't give me an answer
Sadewa saw the annoyed face of Alena because for the first time encountered difficulties in the task given by Bendara Abinawa. Seeing Alena, Sadewa is reminded of the story of his great-grandfather who spent most of his life in the funeral Durawa to release the ghosts trapped here, only to meet the spirit of his wife. It really isn't easy. No wonder great-grandfather finally entrust two sons to his sister. In the past .. This task may seem more impossible than now where the times have advanced enough.
“So you want to give up?” Sadewa tried to ask Alena.
I guessed! Sadewa was not surprised to hear the reply from Alena. “So what are your plans after this?? Asking Pocong 1 seems like an impossible thing to do.”
Alena who was crouching in front of the cottage where she lived then played the twig she found and made a picture on the ground using the twig. The picture he made was a pocong image that he converted into a cute and adorable image is no longer creepy like the picture of a pocong ghost in horror films.
“I'll ask other ghosts.” Alena suddenly threw away the twig she used to draw and got up from her squatting position. “Perhaps there is a ghost who knows the will of Pocong 1 that trapped him in this land.”
Two days later.
“How?” Sadewa asked the same question as two days earlier when she saw Alena crouching back in front of the hut while drawing on the ground with a fallen twig she picked up from near the hut.
Alena was silent for a moment before finally sitting on the ground, throwing twigs in her hands and ruffling the hair on her head in annoyance. “Ahhhhhh this sucks!!!!”
Sadewa gawked at how Alena was venting her sense of regret before her. One of Sadewa's eyebrows shot up in the air, not expecting Alena to act like this.
“Akkkhhhh ..” Alena was still shouting while ruffling her hair.
Sadewa who was annoyed with the screams from Alena then crouched down beside Alena, capturing Alena's two hands and making Alena stop to ruffle her hair and of course stop to scream. “Stop yelling, Alena!!”
“This really frustrates me. Pocong 1 is truly mysterious. I asked and fro and no one knows the old story of Pocong 1.” Alena complains of venting her sense of regret to Sadewa.
Sadewa looked at Alena with a deep look. “So ... You want to give up??”
“No, will not!” Alena shook her head with confidence.
Sadewa let go of Alena's hands and made a small smile on her red lips. “I have an idea. But I'm not sure if this idea can help you or not.”
The look on Alena's face then turned bright hearing the words from Sadewa. “What? What is it?”
Sadewa then whispered in Alena's ear and made Alena surprised when she heard the idea.
“You sure?” Alena asked Sadewa after Sadewa finished her whisper.
“Only about 50%. Hows it? You want to try it?”
Huft. Alena exhaled to give herself courage and soon Alena nodded her head in confidence. “No harm in trying.”
“Then ... let me check a few things first before trying that plan.”