
“If it gets dark in the afternoon then hold your baby, because the devil starts to wander at that time. If a moment of the night has passed, release them, lock the doors of the house and call upon the name of God, for Satan does not open the closed door. And shut the place of your water and call upon the name of Allah, and close the place of your food and call upon the name of Allah, though you may find something in it.” (Moslem HR)
Huh.. Huh...
Aruna's breath gasps for having to run for miles and miles that go somewhere. His feet stopped stepping as the figure chasing him was no longer visible. A spooky figure that makes his legs very heavy to run fast.
[Marcana... Arno.].
The call was heard again, making Aruna forced to run again. He wanted to hide, but there was not a single hiding place. Until somehow since when from a distance of five meters in front there is a large wall. Aruna breathed a sigh of relief and soon took shelter there.
"Arune. Aruna, honey," call that voice again. It sounded soft, but the typical voice of an old woman could not be manipulated.
"Your baby is mine." The voice sounded like a whisper followed by a creepy laugh, making Aruna close her ears in fear.
"No. This is my son. I was the one who was pregnant! You can't take it!" aruna shouted trying to fight back.
After Aruna said that, there was no sound. There was only silence, making Aruna lower her hands and look back slowly. However, the next thing he saw was the gray old woman's face, her two blue eyeballs, and the two horns on her forehead.
Not to mention, her tangled hair was exactly like that of the magic granny in the movies and her gaping wide mouth let out a peak of fire, successfully making Aruna's eyes buy with a trembling body. Aruna lost her voice just to scream. His throat was stuck with a tongue that felt faint.
The figure laughed and flew over Aruna's head. Aruna could see, the figure had a small calf with long, blackened toenails.
"Loooooooooo!" Aruna shouted loudly along with her body that was awakened from sleep. Sweat grains as big as corn seeds adorn his forehead and temples. Aruna's breath was panting like she had just entered a running race.
Aruna scooped her face and exhaled a sigh of relief. "Luckily it's just a dream," he murmured worried because the incident just now was so real. Aruna is going to sleep again. However, the sound of dawn aborted his intention. He chose to get up and clean up.
The Sun began to show its light, making the earth watered with warmth that is predicted to benefit bone health. The residents began to carry out the routine as usual. Farmers to the fields or fields, employees to the office, traders began to peddle merchandise, and many more.
Aruna just drove Kala up to the terrace. Her husband had to work harder for the hospital and her son's life later. She hasn't told her mother or husband about the nightmares. Aruna thinks it's just a sleeping flower that happens to be creepy.
"I came home the other night, Yang. The door is locked. I've got a spare key, "tell Kala when Aruna kisses the back of her hand.
"What time is it, Mom?" asked Aruna a little worried. Kala was chuckling slowly while peeping the forehead of the wife full of affection.
"Well, eight hours I'm working on at home, Yang. I'm leaving first." Then, Kala looked down and stroked the wife's distended stomach while saying. "Father work first for you and Mother huh? It's fine in there." Aruna smiled sweetly, very happy with her present life.
"What are you dreaming about, Na?" Bu Gayatri's voice suddenly sounded, making Aruna's body gasp with an irregular heartbeat. "Mother! I'm shocked, "sad Aruna while wiping her chest.
Bu Gayatri looked at her daughter with furrowed eyebrows. "What dream did you dream of last night? How to get his body ached?" fawning he was curious.
Aruna looked at her mother for a moment. Like hesitating to tell a dream that happened last night, because it understands very well how the mother's attitude. "Look flowers are just sleeping, Mom."
Hearing that, Ms. Gayatri clucked softly. Is the kid stupid or what? Dreams can also be interpreted as a sign. "Mom knows. However, dreams can also show signs. Don't underestimate the problem of dreams, Na."
Isn't that Aruna's guess? His mother would start associating dreams with mythical things? It is no longer foreign. "So, last night I had a dream of being chased by a creepy old woman." In the end, Aruna had to be honest.
Ms. Gayatri closed her mouth in surprise with wide buying eyes. "Ang after a creepy old lady?" he muttered almost no sound. He looked at Aruna full of searching. "Is there a word that the woman said?"
Aruna nodded slowly. He still clearly remembered the old woman's words last night. How could Aruna forget? While the woman easily said the right of ownership of the baby. "She said that the baby I was carrying was hers" said Aruna, who made Ms Gayatri yell in annoyance.
"Well! So, what do you answer?"
"I'll answer if this is my son. Not his."
Ms. Gayatri suddenly looked around and ended up looking at Aruna. "We're in, Na. There's something you want to say" he asked while pulling his daughter's arm into the house.
Upon arrival in the living room, Ms. Gayatri asked Aruna to sit down. His eyes were very serious looking at his daughter. "Every night I found the door wide open. Did you or Kala get out?" he made sure that he got the head immediately from Aruna.
"Mother will know that after eating, Mas Kala and I went straight into the room."
Ms. Gayatri suddenly held onto her chest, too shocked by Aruna's confession. It made Aruna roll her eyes off guard. "Most, Mas Kala who forgot to close the door when he came home, Mom," obviously Aruna did not want her mother to re-attach to the occult.
"alright. I hope it is true. Oh yea. I just want to tell you to start getting closer to God. Ask Him for protection from all dangers. Pregnant women and babies are usually prone to be the target of the jinn and the devil, "he is smart gently while touching the back of his daughter's hand.
Not wanting to have a debate, Aruna nodded. He is not a man of worship. However, he still recognizes his religion.
"Regarding your dreams last night, there is no need to think long. If you are close to God, nothing bad will happen. If you dream the same thing again, tell Mom? Mother will help prayer and find a solution" he asked again full of great hope.
For some reason, Aruna felt that her mother was so upset after hearing the story of the dream she experienced. "Nothing's gonna happen, Mom. I'm healthy, my baby is healthy. Everything's gonna be okay."