The Skewers House
The hallucinations??

"Mandaaaa," Citra shouted as she continued running.

His breathing is hunting, his feelings are mixed. Although she was not sure what she saw jumping from the balcony was Amanda, her only daughter, but Citra was already panicking. He felt guilty leaving Amanda in that house alone. A thread of tear-spread dripped, making his vision blurry. But he was still as strong as running no matter if his pajamas were stuck in branches or one of his sandals was released.

While Prambudi who was drenched due to straying in the river, trying to pursue Citra who ran off the loyalty. He doesn't understand what's really going on. Suddenly his wife shouted hysterically and ran away. And be that married couple running around in people's gardens in the morning.

"Mandaaa," Citra kept calling her son when she got to the backyard.

The image's breath was stingy, his chest felt tight. The back yard is empty, there's nothing there. Though Citra was sure there was a child jumping from the balcony. The image looked up at the balcony above where it stood, empty.

The image then ran into the house directly to the stairs. With haste Citra up the stairs, towards the top floor. The picture arrived at the balcony, empty. There's nothing there's nobody. Citra looked up, watching the river where it had taken pictures. On the rock where he leaned and posed earlier appeared a woman in shabby white with unraveled hair, standing still sculpting.

The image felt a chill at his nape. Image back a few steps.

Dugs

The Image Body crashed into something behind it. Cold sweat began to drip, his voice choked. The lightning-fast image turned his head and prepared to run, yet he broke his intention. It turned out that Prambudi, her husband was behind her. With his entire body soaked and his facial expression sour. The image turned back to look towards the river, and the woman in white clothes she had seen earlier had vanished.

"Why are you Cit?" Prambudi asked astonished at his wife's behavior.

"Manda Mas, Manda," Citra recalled her daughter. He once again ran down the stairs. Damn for Citra, because in a hurry his legs slipped, he fell rolling on the stairs.

Bruuggggs

"Auuwwww," Citra groaned in pain.

"Citraaa," Prambudi strangled, ran in a row and immediately approached Citra.

"Mas, my foot. . .," Citra held onto her leg, looking bruised on her shin and heels. Prambudi immediately held up and brought Citra into the room.

Amanda was still in the room. The boy looked to rub his eyes. With all the excitement of her parents this morning, Amanda just woke up from her deep sleep.

"Why you?" Amanda asked with her face on her pillow.

"Manda, Manda. . Are you not pa pa kiddo? Here son, hug Mamah Nak," Citra was seen crying, her body had been put to sleep Prambudi on the bed.

Amanda walked over, looking at her wounded Mamah's leg. The little boy looked at Citra with a face of wonder and confusion. The image suddenly hugged Amanda tightly. Cry broke.

"Huuu huuu. . .You don't pa pa Nak?" asked Citra while rubbing Amanda's hair.

"I just woke up Mah" Amanda replied with her innocent face.

"Cit, that's it. You why the hell?" Prambudi was very surprised by his wife's behavior.

"So earlier. .I saw a little boy fall from the balcony Mas. ..huu huu. . I thought it was Manda Mas," The image wept bitterly, he still had trouble controlling himself. The image still looks very shocked.

"Why is it good?" Amanda asked Prambudi again. He seemed confused to see his Mom who was crying like that.

"You fell, son," Prambudi stroked Amanda's hair.

"Mas can't believe me?" Citra looked at Prambudi, her face puffy.

"Not believe it. But I'm sure you're hallucinating. You need entertainment" Prambudi returned Citra's gaze.

"I'm sorry, maybe you need to adapt to the new environment for longer. You must take care of me and Manda. Sorry for taking you away from the palace and taking you to live in a hut with me" Prambudi clasped Citra's hand tightly. Citra felt guilty hearing her husband's apology.

"No Mas. My palace is with the two of you" Citra embraced Prambudi and Amanda.

"Judah, you rest first. Later, on Sunday we walk to the mall in the city," Prambudi looked at Citra, his expression and smile felt reassuring. The image nodded slowly.

"Manda yok follow yayah. We go to the kitchen to make milk. Let Mamah rest first," Prambudi picked up Amanda, carried her to the kitchen.

"Well, how weird is it?" Amanda still looks confused. Naturally, he just woke up to see his Mom who was crying like that.

"No, not pa pa. Mamah just need a vacation really," Prambudi made his little girl a glass of milk.

"Dad don't work?" Amanda asked. The child sometimes feels more mature for a toddler size.

"Oh yes," Prambudi glanced at the clock on the wall. Half seven more.

"Dad didn't take a shower. You finish the milk, keep your Mamah in the room, yes" Prambudi kissed Amanda on the cheek.

Prambudi walked to the backyard, picking up a towel hanging on the clothesline. He looked up at the balcony. Prambudi. Seeing the figure that looked at him with hatred. Prambudi reached into his pants pocket, closing his eyes.

Kekuwunge byar padhang

Disappeared, several pairs of eyes watching Prambudi were missing.

After the bath, Prambudi was already wearing his uniform. Even wearing free clothes with bright green from the company, Prambudi looks handsome and cool. Prambudi approached Citra and Amanda who were still on the bed. The image seems difficult to move because of his painful legs and linu.

"I'm going to work. Let's not call Bu Utami yes, make your nemenin," Prambudi stroked his wife's arm. The image agreed.

"Emm, this is your HP Cit. Damaged, the river water was dyed," Prambudi put the dead HP Citra on the table next to the bed. The image sighed, his HP was damaged, his legs were painful and difficult to move.

"Later in the afternoon we will see the doctor. Not looking for a car loan," said Prambudi slowly.

"Don't borrow it to Linda ya Mas," Citra hurriedly told Prambudi. Prambudi nodded in agreement. This time he did not want to argue with his wife.

Prambudi kissed Citra's forehead, then switched to kissing Amanda's cheek. Prambudi went to work. He first took the time to stop by Bu Utami's house, asking for help to accompany Citra and Amanda. Mrs Utami agreed and immediately visited her new neighbor's house.

All day with Bu Utami and Amanda, Citra did not feel or see any strange thing in her house. Maybe it is true what Prambudi said, Citra hallucinated because of soy sauce or maybe need a vacation???

Connect. . .

Do not get tired because you are also hallucinating ya gaes, lots of rest and stay happy :)