The Horror Story
Messages Through Dreams

As the crowd stood in front of the hospital elevator, Sarah sat on the bench of the hospital waiting room. Not long after he saw Wika coming out of the elevator and immediately hugged by some of the people who were standing earlier. It turns out they are Wika's schoolmates. Seemed a look of sympathy and sadness at once, even Sarah saw Wika still shed tears.

Yes, Mama Wika has just died from her long-complicated illness. Our family came to the hospital after hearing this news. Even though it was only two days ago Sarah and her mother visited Mama Wika, the situation at that time was no longer helped just waiting for time, but we and our family hoped that a miracle would come, he said, but it turns out that God wants something else.

Alternating people on coming to visit Wika's house, we Wika's cousins were in the side house, in Mbah's room. Some were at Wika's house, Mama Wika's body was buried in their living room. Yes this house is two houses into one, the house next to this is their Mbah house.

Sadness was evident on the faces of his Papa Wika, Wika and his brother Ferry Wika. Sarah tries to calm Wika down, she knows Wika is very close to her Mama. Although Sarah is not close to Mama Wika, or other words Tantenya it, because Sarah had heard that Wika is not allowed to be close to her, for whatever reason. But even during this time Wika always close to him, because all this time Sarah lived with Mbahnya, because both Sarah's parents worked outside the city.

“It was in the part of the fabric that covered his face, there was a red spot yes.” said one of the tantenya

“Maybe it is one of the replies from God,” answered his other tantenya

Blood splatter?? Sarah murmured in her heart, when she heard from the talk of the two tantnya, Sarah could guess a little why it could happen, but she did not want to speculate with her opinion, fearing wrong. Although it is common knowledge that Mama Wika with her in-laws, who is none other than her own Mbah, never get along.

Long story short, after burying the body of Mama Wika, some of us went home first, some are still at Wika's house to prepare tahlilan. By late afternoon, Wika looked a little better, and she could already smile. Sarah approached Wika who was sitting on the guest bench in the house. Sarah hugged him tightly, Wika also hugged Sarah equally tightly.

“Sabar, yes” said Sarah, “It's still me here.”

A few days after the death of Mama Wika, the situation in the house became normal again. Wika still likes to come to Sarah's room to just lie down and tell stories. Whatever he told her. Sarah was a little calm looking at Wika's current condition.

Until one night Sarah had a dream, a dream that was quite scary according to her. Suddenly he was already in the cemetery and the situation when it looked dark or like at night. Sarah was surprised to see the grave next to her open, whose grave this was, she said in her heart. And it turned out that next to the open grave lay the corpse that had been shrouded but the rope that was tied above the head, on his body and on his feet was all open. Gathering her courage, Sarah tried to tie back the ropes, and when she wanted to tie the rope in the body suddenly the corpse woke up!!! With a face and body that bleeds like being slashed and whipped.

Sarah could not move at all, now the face of the corpse glared at her,

“You must take care of my baby” said the corpse with a sad face and hope to him

Sarah was surprised that the corpse spoke to him, he immediately stood up and tried to put the corpse into the grave by pushing it, he said, but the body held strong because it did not want to go back into the grave.

“You have to go inside again, that's where you are!” said Sarah

Sarah looked down at the grave and it turned out that there was a great fire coming from below, so great that she almost felt the heat of the fire. The ground is also deep black

“Promise me, you have to take care of my baby” he said again

“Whose baby? I don't understand what you're talking about” asked Sarah

“ Anyway you have to take care of my baby. please take care of my baby.” he said again

Not long after Sarah heard the sound of footsteps like a crowd of people, duk duk duk duk. Sarah looked towards the voice, but she could not see who they were. All he could see was, many pitch-black shadows approached the corpse, lined up neatly before him and then the leg was pulled by the pitch-black shadow violently. Drawn back into the grave with a blazing fire.

“Tidaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkk!!!” yelling the corpse as it was pulled down the grave, the fire grew even more as the corpse went inside.

Sarah woke up with sweat soaking her face. He saw the clock, at 03:05 in the morning. He was still terrified by his dream. Yeah, he blew up his recently deceased aunt yesterday. Mama Wika's.

“So so the story aunty.” explained Sarah to her aunt

At this time he was in his tantric house and told all his dreams, still he clearly felt the heat of the fire in the grave. Her Mama Wika's face was frightened and bloody and her body was torn to shreds. In other words, it is the torment of the grave, where man will get his reward for his deeds while in the world.

“Ya aunty can't talk much anyway. But maybe the purpose of the dream is, you are asked to take care of Wika. Who else tried the baby in question, if the face and body is bleeding, maybe it is a punishment for the deceased during life. But we better pray for the late may be forgiven all his sins.”.

“Ammiinn..” says Sarah “Hopefully Sarah can also look after Wika as she always requested”.

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