Suddenly Chased by Satan
He Still Exists
The word kangmas still has time to catch up at dawn, meaning he wants to pray bentar mumpung sky not so bright. Dam happens to also we fit really nglewatin mushola.
If I'm so tired, I'm just waiting in the car. Fortunately, the gasoline car is still safe. Because there are still many.
Bayangin we left that house. We run and end up being chased by demons. Bikin tired of inner birth, let alone was a story from the mother guard stall. Add more to my mind now.
"Please sign to Mami dong, Deck. If you are still with us until now," I said with a troubled mind.
And when I'm waiting again, I think there's a call from cousin adek.
"Oh my God, why are you answering my phone?" said cousin worried.
"No signal,"
"How are you doing now? haem? Ridho's the same as you, right?" ask mr. Karan.
"Yes is the same with me. I'm doing fine. How're you?"
"I'm fine, I'm still at your house. Everything is finished when there is the sound of the dawn, adhan,"
"Kok samaan?"
"meaning?" ask mr. Karan.
I finally told him what I had experienced in brief.
"God. Now be more careful. Because we don't know what that guy's planning,"
"People? who?"
"Said Mr. Ridzwan, the possibility of a ghoib creature that attacks you is a shipment from people, it could be due to revenge or maybe a collision for the rest, or for something else again," said Mr. Karan.
"But I don't think I have any enemies" I tried to remember.
"Related?"
"Not so sure, but for now the name that my mind is on my brain is just Karla, nothing else," I said.
"But we can't accuse people of recklessness" Mr. Karan ngingetin.
"You don't have to worry about home. I've told people to take care of it and keep it while you're gone" Mr. Karan said.
"Thank you, and don't worry about me. As long as I'm with Ridho I'm sure I'll be fine" I said.
"Yes, I closed it first. We will continue the journey," I said, unilaterally closing the phone because I saw the kangmas had come out of the musha and again the road was nuh nyamperin car.
I thought he'd open the front door of the car. Apparently not. He even opened the door of the car in the middle, did not know what he was looking for.
He closed the door again and now checked the trunk.
"From what the hell?" muttered.
And he closed the trunk again with jeans and a shirt in his hand.
"I change clothes first" said Ridho.
"Who do you have?" much
"The one who has the car. Bodo very, important now I have clothes first, consider it a pinjem." said Ridho.
And without knowing shame, Ridho came in and changed his clothes in the car. He's not afraid of anyone ngintipin what how is it? Gosh my.
"Why change here?"
"Earth! besides from the outside also did not look good," replied Ridho who is now neat.
"Where does it still hurt?" Ridho kissed my stomach.
I'm just shaking my head.
"We're looking for Nela's midwife's house, huh?" he stroked my head.
"But pay it?"
"Use the money, God willing enough," said kangmas.
Yes, I tried to recite the priest of the world akheratku kangmas Ridho. This is also for the sake of our children.
The house is simple, it is also a house in the village. But clean and beautiful.
"We're down" said Ridho, who shut down the engine and came out. He's driving down the car, make me open the door.
"Be careful. You strong on the road, honey? or am I carrying another one?" ask Ridho.
"What people say when they see. Shame, I can still walk," I said lemes.
Ridho took me by the road. We stop in front of the door and then tap the same kangmas.
Tok's?!
Tok's?!
Tok's?!
There is a caption written 'There is a midwife' that is affixed to the wall next to the door.
A few minutes later, a woman in her 40s opened the door.
"Assalamualaikum, sorry. Is this really Nela's midwife's house?"
"Yes myself, what's up, Mas?" ask the woman in front of us.
"My wife wants to check the contents. It just so happened that he felt pain in his stomach" Ridho said.
"Oh yes please, please come in.." Nela's hijab-wearing midwife gave us access to her practice.
Again I focused on his feet, okay on the floor. Means safe.
"Please lie down first, Ma'am." said the midwife who replaced me to make a bed in a special bed that is used to check the patient.
The midwife picked up the gloves and started checking my stomach, she was pressing on some parts.
"What's it like to hurt?"
"Yes,"
Then he put the gel on my stomach and started checking with a device that made noise.
I'm just praying, my son is still inside. Still alive and not helped ghoib creature in the hospital.
"His heart rate is normal" said the midwife.
"heartbeat? does my son live?" my many.
"Yes, Mother. His heart rate is normal. Now we check the fetal location, okay?"
"I want a diapain?" manya panic.
"I just want to palpate, there's no need to be afraid" said Ms. Nela
"Stranquilo, Yank. There would be no reason to," Ridho, who was sitting in a chair at the consultation table, now approached me.
He pressed down on the lower part of the abdomen, "Don't be too tired huh, Ma'am. The baby's position has already entered the pelvis. Reduce strenuous activity" said the midwife.
"Does that mean I can give birth any time soon?" my many.
"Rubber. Every birth can be different. However, if the baby is born before 37 weeks, it can be said that the birth of the baby is premature. So you better take care of your health and a lot of rest" said Ms. Nela.
"Have finished the examination, after this I will give vitamins and drugs," said Ms. Nela who helped me to wake up from my lying position.
The sky was clear even though the atmosphere was still cold, when Ridho and I came out of the practice room of Nela's midwife. We came home with medicine.
Thank God, he did not pay a high price for the examination. I still have money, although not much. So long my life is fulfilled, only this time to fret again.
Pasuk I was again in the Kangmas on the porch of his house, bu Nela, suddenly there were grandmothers who appeared from the front. He walked a little hunched over and into the courtyard of the midwife's house.
"Who are you?" said the grandmother with coiled white hair wearing a new flea kebaya and pull.
"I'm a patient of Nela's mother, Nek.." I said carefully.
He looked at me sharply, more precisely looking at my stomach. I realized it was a little anxious, afraid that the grandmother would do anything.