
Greeta eats dishes like biting bread. The plate broke and crumbled in his mouth.
"Greeta! What are you doing?! Greeta's aware!" Amadhea shook Greeta's body.
"Greeta!" Xaga held Greeta's hands together so as not to take the plate again.
Greeta stared intently at Carnilah. "Traitor!"
"Grandmother please do something, I beg you!" crying Amadhea.
Suddenly Greeta banged her face against the table until all the plates on the table fell. He encourages Amadhea and Xaga who try to stop him.
Greeta stood up and kicked the table upside down and then crawled and ate all the broken plates and glasses on the floor.
"Grandmother Carnilah!" Amadhea looked worried.
Xaga clenched his hands and linked his fingers to pray, but was forbidden by Carnation. "Don't pray first, later the girl can die, because the broken plates and glasses are still in her body. The ghost that possessed him had to spit out what he swallowed and then just let out."
Then he moved his wheelchair and patted Greeta on the nape.
"It's all because of you, 'cause! Because of you we're all dead!" greeta shouted that was about to attack Carnilah, but Amadhea and Xaga immediately held him back.
"I'm sorry, Brother." Cause pat Greeta's stomach. The girl spewed out all the broken plates and glasses onto the floor. There was no blood at all.
Let's touch Greeta's forehead. Greeta shouted loudly.
Amadhea looked up at the black form coming out through Greeta's mouth as if it were being pulled by Carnilah.
"Hraaagghh!!!" The black form looked at Xaga. Both of Xaga's eyes are bright blue. The formless form attacks Xaga, but Karnalah pulls him with his knowledge and throws him into the window until the window breaks and the creature disappears.
People who do not have a sixth sense or indigo will not be able to see. All that is visible is the window glass that suddenly broke for no reason.
Amadhea helped Greeta stand up and sat down on the sofa.
Look into Xaga's eyes. "You're an indigo child. You can see them and they can tell you apart through the color of your eyes."
Xaga nodded.
"Greeta?" Amadhea cupped Greeta's face. The girl looked weak.
Amadhea looked up at Carnila. "Is he okay?"
"He was just limp, as he was still adjusting to his body after being possessed," Karnalah said.
"Thank God." Amadhea rubbed Greeta's hair.
"Who just possessed Greeta?" ask Xaga.
"One of my sisters. They often harassed me and tried to kill me, but my mother always protected me from the spirits of her other children" said Karnilah who looked sad.
Amadhea seemed to think. "In that house, I was once plagued by scary and foul-smelling ghosts. That time they surrounded me as if to drown me among them."
Karnilah said, "Maybe they are the citizens I sent out loud. They died curious. I regret it now for everything I've done. A few years after meeting your father and mother, I stopped being someone who practices black magic like what I wanted first. Although I know I will not die like my brothers, but I will die like my mother, because my body will not be accepted by the earth."
"Maybe not, because you've changed. So, after you die, you can be buried or cremated" Xaga said.
"Come on," muttered Carnilah.
Silent.
"I went back to the old house to pick up some things and to be moved to this house. I was still shocked by what happened to my mother and my brothers. The house reminds me of all the bad memories I had during my stay there. That's why I built a house in the middle of the forest like this after beating the citizens so that I forget all my mistakes in the past" said Karnilah.
Carnilah continued, "Once my late mother meditated and performed rituals here to get black magic. Before my mother, many people also performed rituals here, which is why the beach is known to be very haunted. Some psychics and shamans seek devotion here."
π» Flashback π»
1990 Years.
It was seen that some men were busy moving things from the old whitewashed house into a large truck. There were 5 trucks parked in front of the house.
Stand by to monitor the workers who are moving their goods.
"Be careful the painting means a lot to me" Karnilah said when he saw two workers carrying his mother's painting and then two working behind him carrying 7 women into a truck.
A car stopped in front of the house. Carnilah attention diverted to a young husband and wife who came out of the car. They both approached Karnalah.
"Excuse me, ma'am," said the man who was none other than Sudarman and his wife, Ayuni. They look very young.
Karnalah. "Yes? Can I help you?"
After a little conversation, let them in. It just so happened that the sofa had not yet been lifted, so they could still sit there.
"We have come 16 times to see you, Madam. Unfortunately you are not home" said Ayuni.
Cause smile. "Don't call me Madam, just call Mom. I'm much older than you."
Sudarman and Ayuni looked at each other. It seems that they are uncomfortable to call Karnilah 'Mother'.
"I will not be offended" said Karnalah as if he could read the minds of the two people in front of him.
"Alright, Miss, please."
"You're looking for me? Then how did you know that I came here today?" ask Karnalah.
"I exchanged numbers with someone who lives not far from here. We asked him to contact us when you came here. That's why we came today" Sudarman replied.
"So, is there something you want to talk to me about?" ask Karnalah.
"Emm. We heard that Ms. Karnilah is going to vacate this house. We are very interested in this house. That's also if Ms. Karnilah is willing to sell it," Sudarman said.
"I've actually vacated this house a long time ago. Today I came here to bring some of my things," said Karnalah.
Then he continued, "But, I'm not sure you'll be comfortable staying here. This house is very old, even much older than my age."
"We will definitely be comfortable staying here" Sudarman said with confidence.
Carnation. "Well, if you're sure you want to buy it. If you feel uncomfortable, you can sell it to me again."
Sudarman and Ayuni helped Karnilah move things. While busy helping, Sudarman's gaze was fixed on the Dead Beach painting in the living room.
"If you like it, let the painting stay there" Karnalah said.
"But, Mom. This is Mom's painting. The price must be expensive. It's like an ancient painting" Sudarman said.
"The painting was made by a famous painter in 1890. I'm not going to bring it, it's suitable for display in this house" Karnalah said.
"Thank you, Miss, please."
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^^^14.45 | 1 September 2021^^^
^^By Ucu Irna Marhamah ^^^