Suddenly Chased by Satan

Suddenly Chased by Satan
Get Over This Lie


It is still a good thing we are open the door, even though this is not a natural hour for people to visit. You could say Freya this person is. Also from his mother's house.


"Morning...?" said a middle-aged man who seemed confused by the arrival of the two of us.


Ridho and I who were sitting down now stand up and greet Santi's mother alternately.


"Sorry, who are you?" ask Santi's mom.


"I'm Reva and this is my husband, Ridho. We both came here to tell auntie about something.." I looked at Santi's mom.


"Please sit down first" said Santi.


"Thank you," Ridho and I sat side by side opposite Santi's mom who was still staring at the two of us in turn.


"Where, Dho?" I asked lirih Ridho.


"It's clear what really happened" Ridho said.


"But where did it start?" I whispered to Ridho.


"Where are you,"


"Ehemmm?!" ms. Santi cleared her throat.


"Look, Miss Santi. Believe it or not, what my wife will say is the truth" said Ridho.


"What's that?"


"Of course aunty is very familiar with Dilan," said I opened the conversation.


"Yes, sure..."


"So, Dilan's my sister's future husband..."


"Wait a minute, so you're not my son's friend?" ms. Santi cut the conversation.


"Sorry, Mom. We had to lie. Because mom would not want to meet us who suddenly came as strangers," said Ridho.


"From the beginning you have lied, what you will talk about is lies that have been planned," said Santi.


"That's it, Mom. Let my wife continue what she wants to say, then it's up to you to believe it or not" said Ridho.


"Alright, say!" said Santi who was no longer welcome.


Yes, if something that starts from a lie, the result is not good. Not much different from what


it was Santi's first.


"Ehm, look, Auntie. Dilan was my sister's future husband, they were supposed to get married yesterday. But because of something that marriage failed..."


"What does this have to do with me?" ask Santi's mom.


"Indeed it has nothing to do with aunt, but with auntie's son. Freya.." I said.


"Don't bring my dead son! how can my child who has not been the cause of the failure of one's marriage? I guess you two are out of your mind!" ms. Santi was angry when her son's name was called.


"I'm sorry, I have to say this. If Freya's spirit is still wandering, she follows wherever Dilan goes. Now Freya considers Dilan has betrayed her, and of course aunty who knows more about the actual incident. Because of the wedding vows that Dilan said was on the basis of a request from Auntie..."


"Omong empty!" ms. Santi sneered at what I just said.


"You guys better go. I don't want to hear this joke, "santi's mom is standing up and is leaving us.


"Create ... Freya would do anything to thwart Dilan's marriage and she might end up hurting my sister. So please, auntie explain to Freya that all this time she misunderstood the oenantin kebaya, Dilan's words and everything! p


I beg you, Auntie.." I got to my knees in front of Santi's mom.


"Wake, Reva! Darling..." Ridho tried to get me up. But I don't want to, I hold onto Miss Santi's legs. I was willing to lose my pride, rather than lose Ravel. I know what Freya said was no joke. I could see the aura of hatred in the eyes of the woman who was already different in nature.


And as I knelt down, there was suddenly a call from mama.


"Mama, Dho.." I told Ridho.


"Thank you" said Ridho.


Ms. Santi moved her legs to get out of my hand.


"Why, Mah?"


"Where are you, Revaaa? Ravel, Ravel, your sister-"


"Why Ravel, Maah?" my feeling is not good.


"Ravel suddenly fainted, and now on a rampage, he ruined all the decoration order, not only that he tore his bride's kebaya. Please mama, Va! back to the house!" my mother panicked.


And when Santi's mom was about to walk inside I immediately said this.


"Something bad is going on, and if aunty has a conscience. Aunty can come with me, stop the lies in the past and stop the misunderstanding between Freya and Dilan. So Freya can go quietly.." I said.


"Who's visiting this early, Mam?" ask a man who is a few years older than Santi's mom.


"Who are you?" ask the middle-aged man to the both of us.


"Nobody, Pah. We'd better have breakfast inside!" said Santi ma'am.


"Tante ... aunt Santiiii!" I screamed but for nothing, he didn't bother at all.


"Udah, Va! we better go home now! come on!" Ridho made me realize that Ravel was more important.


We both left Freya's parents' house empty-handed. There have been many calls from home since. They say Ravel passed out many times, then woke up with a creepy condition, she went berserk and damaged whatever was in front of her.


"Make anyone call ustad who can ngeruqyah, Va!" tell Ridho who moves to drive at high speed.


I'm the one from where the job is just crying, nelfon mbak Rosma and tell me what Ridho asked. I can't imagine the situation at home right now, it's all so rowdy and chaotic. Moreover, mama, she must be in shock to see her son who wants to marry can lose control like that.


"Dhooo, increase the speed! here I am the one driving!" I tried to grab the steering that Ridho was holding.


"Don't macem-macem, Va! the danger! relax, I'm speeding too. You sit down quietly!" said Ridho.


"Where can I calm down, Ridho? I shouldn't have come here, saying useless things like this! I'm a big bego! I should've waited for Ravel at home, if I was there for sure--"


"Surely he's possessed too!" connect Ridho.


"Remember, Va! what Freya is after is Ravel and Dilan, even if you are there, Freya will still bother Ravel or Dilan. Or even both, so stop blaming yourself, okay? we're not here in vain, understand?" Ridho rubbed my head with one hand.


"Now we can only pray, ask God to be able to keep Ravel from things that are not desirable!" continued.


"Hikkkks, yes, yes, Dho.." aky nodded while tears came out mellow.


In my heart, "I wouldn't have stayed silent if Freya dared to do something that would have put my sister's life at risk,"


While Ridho, he held my hand with one hand, "You won't be alone in facing all this," he peeked at the back of my hand, and then refocused on the streets.