
"Inner eye?" ask Amadhea.
"Yes, but now I don't see your inner eye active" Xaga said.
Amadhea did not seem to understand Xaga's words.
"Since 5 months ago, your left eye is all black. I think that's why you can suddenly see ghosts" Xaga explained.
"My eyes are all black? Like that black-eyed female ghost?" Amadhea looked terrified.
Xaga nodded. "Maybe you have something to do with that ghost so your left eye is the same as that ghost."
Amadhea digested Xaga's speech.
"Ghosts can tell which humans can see them. In the eyes of the ghosts, the color of the indigo human eyes is bright blue, while the sixth sense is purple. I also know and can tell the difference, who can see ghosts through the color of their eyes. It happened without me noticing" said Xaga.
"While you see, my left eye is all black. It means I don't have a sixth sense let alone an indigo, but I'm connected to that black-eyed ghost?" ask Amadhea.
Xaga nodded. "You said, your face is similar to one of the women in the painting in your dream. Maybe...."
Amadhea looked seriously listening.
"... you are the reincarnation of that woman."
Amadhea was silent for a moment. "Actually the woman who looks like me in the painting is a burning-faced ghost."
Xaga's gaze automatically turned to the figure of the woman standing at the end of the stairs. He could not see clearly whether the woman really looked like Amadhea or not, as her face was completely unrecognizable as it melted.
"Then I thought the boy was my brother" Amadhea continued.
"Can I see the house you told me about in that mangrove forest?" ask Xaga.
Amadhea gave me her phone. "I screenshot the picture. If it's not clear, you can open Google Maps."
"It's clear, really." Xaga saw the scary house. He nodded. "What if we go there? Isn't Province C not far away? We need to get to this house to be sure and look for clues."
"But I'm afraid it's dangerous" said a doubtful Amadhea.
"It's okay, we don't intend to disturb the ghosts, we just want to find information" Xaga said.
Amadhea nodded slowly.
"Next week we go there. I'll ask my father's permission first to bring the car," Xaga said.
Amadhea still looks worried.
"If you want, let's bring friends" said Xaga.
Amadhea. "No, don't involve them. I'm afraid they're okay."
"So, we're both...."
"We're alone" cut Amadhea.
Xaga nodded. He turned his eyes away with red cheeks.
"Oh, yes, I want to apologize to you" said Amadhea.
"Why?" ask Xaga.
Amadhea gave Xaga a broken rosary. "I accidentally broke it."
"Oh?" Xaga accepts. "It's okay, but... Why is it broken like this?"
Amadhea replied in a soft voice, "Actually, it was the black-eyed ghost that made your rosary crumble."
The deg!
It felt like there was a godam that hit Xaga's heart. Is that the black-eyed ghost? How do I help Dhea?
"Oh, yes can humans hold ghosts?" ask Amadhea.
"Only a few people can touch ghosts, even under certain circumstances" replied Xaga.
Amadhea nodded in understanding.
"The ghost can adjust itself. They can touch humans and can penetrate and enter the human body, depending on the circumstances. I know so."
Next day.
Amadhea did not seem to have recovered much, so she did not go to school. The girl sat on the sofa while eating the boiled eggs. He was tired of eating porridge every day, but he still ate boiled eggs cooked in a rice cooker so as not to bother Irma.
The sound of the door being knocked. Amadhea opened the door, and Irma came. She looks beautiful wearing a hijab.
Irma blushed at Amadhea's praise. "You could've, Aunt is old."
"Come in, Aunt." Amadhea invited Irma in. They also sat on the sofa.
"You're getting a little bit whirring?" ask Irma.
"Yes, maybe I'll go to school tomorrow."
"If you're still sick, don't push yourself" Irma said.
Amadhea smiled then nodded. "Tante looks prettier and younger when wearing the hijab."
"Ah, Shea. Previously Aunty wear hijab once if there is a religious event. But, now Auntie decided to wear the hijab with the help of Zahra," said Irma.
Amadhea smiled.
"Oh, yes, this is a steamed sponge made by Auntie, hope you like it, yes." Irma placed the plate containing the steamed sponge onto the table.
"Oh? Thank you, Auntie. I keep taking it, yeah."
"No, kok. You don't say that, after all, Auntie is sincere, really," said Irma.
Amadhea smiled. "Thank you, Auntie."
Day changed night.
Amadhea was sleeping in her room. There was the sound of a child's laughter accompanied by the sound of running. Moments later, the sound disappeared and the door to Amadhea's room opened, giving rise to a distinctive crimped old hinge sound.
The boy was standing at the door. He smiled hideously and walked over to Amadhea and touched the girl's head.
Suddenly Amadhea's hand moved and touched his. Slowly, Amadhea's eyes opened and looked at the ghost of the little boy.
I can touch it, inner Amadhea.
"You want to kill me, Nino?" ask Amadhea.
The boy looked angry.
"Because Mama and Papa hurt you and love me more?" amadhea asked with a trembling voice.
Suddenly the boy shouted deafeningly. Amadhea let go of the boy's hand. He covered his ears with both hands.
The scream slowly disappeared. Amadhea looked around. The boy was no longer around. As he rolled, suddenly the child's face was already in front of him.
"Yeah!!" Amadhea shouted in surprise.
Nino's ghost thrust her hand into Amadhea's open mouth. Amadhea tried to wriggle, but her body froze. He felt Nino's fingernails stick in his lungs. Amadhea felt tightness and difficulty breathing.
Suddenly Nino's body was pulled downwards.
Amadhea coughing. He vomited blood. When he looked up to see what was happening, his eyes widened.
It was the black-eyed female ghost that pulled the legs of Nino's ghost, not with her hands, but with her mouth. The female ghost bit one of Nino's legs.
Amadhea coughed. More and more blood came out staining the bed linen and floor.
Nino's ghost screamed as the black-eyed female ghost swallowed her to the calf.
Amadhea got out of bed. Without fear, he approached the two ghosts. With all her might, Amadhea pulled both hands of Nino's ghost.
Ghost Nino puffed up to look at Amadhea who was still coughing up blood.
The black-eyed female ghost's mouth widened and swallowed up Nino's ghost thigh.
"Let go! Release!" shouted Amadhea who was already upset. Blood splashed from his mouth.
The black-eyed ghost was advancing. Now the ghostly body of the little boy had already been swallowed by half.
Amadhea got up and stood up. He hugged Nino's ghostly body and pulled her firmly, while Amadhea's legs kicked around the black-eyed woman's ghostly chin.
"Exit!!!" Amadhea almost cried between fear and anger.
Finally the ghost of Nino escaped from the black-eyed ghost.
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^^^12.00 | 1 September 2021^^^
^^By Ucu Irna Marhamah ^^^