Those Who Want My Body
My trauma

In an instant the electricity in my house died, strangely I was like seeing someone sitting on the living room sofa. Slowly my breath was cut off, because I had a phobia of darkness. Groping the things beside me, I walked towards the living room, maybe it was Anwar.

"Maaaasss.. lights... maaaass, Aish no.. can breath..." I said stammering as I tried to keep breathing.

Not yet in the living room, my breathing is getting heavier. My house is running out of oxygen. As my footsteps grew heavier, I lost the energy to walk. I can no longer walk. I dropped my body and accidentally pulled a flower vase.

My body slumped to the floor with my hand hit by a shard of vase, blood began to drip from my wound. As soon as I looked around, right next to me was a grandmother with her hunchback body standing with her fangs on her mouth. He suddenly kicked my head, and my left ear was buzzing and it was very painful. I kept shouting for Mas Anwar, with a severed breath.

"Aishis... Aishis... Aishwaaaa open your eyes."

"The lamp is. mas the lamp is dead. I couldn't hear well, my left ear kept buzzing and hurting. I'm scared." I said in a hurry.

"Istighfar Aish, Istighfar yes. You're just a dream, see the lights on. You drink first." Anwar tried to calm me down.

"Astaghfirullah's... Astarghfirullah... I was just a dream? But..."

Then Anwar hugged me, patting my back. A few minutes later I started to calm down, but my ears felt like something was flowing.

"Why are my ears bleeding?"

Now replace the panicked Anwar mas. Anwar took me to the hospital. If this is a dream why are my ears and hands really hurt?

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"Mom...mom..Where is mom? Brother Andi... Why is Aish living alone?" I cried so much, sitting behind the front door hugging the komo doll in the dark because the lights were off.

Only my room light was on, for fear of being alone plus dark, I decided to return to my room still crying to sleep.

"Momuuu.. Can Aish talk to me?" My love.

Mom gave me the phone. When I heard my father's voice, I whined to him, asking him to come home soon. Dad said he'd be home Friday afternoon.

"Don't forget to buy me fruit." I said to the rushes.

As I played with my neighbors, I saw that they had stuffed animal bags, even though the animals were different.

"Where did you buy the doll?"

"You didn't go to the night market last night? We buy this doll at the night market."

"No. We're not going to the night market."

"Don't Brother Andi and your mother go to the night market?"

I ran home and approached Andi while crying.

"Sister, was it true last night brother went to the night market with mom. Am I really alone at home?"

"Cityaaaa..." Answer Andi's confusion.

The more obvious it is, the more dear mother Andi. My chest felt so tight, it felt like something was piercing so deep that I had trouble breathing. Am I sick? What kind of disease is this? Why does the pain come on suddenly? Until now, I have been traumatized by the darkness.