Cambodian Ward
Chapter 31 ~ Possessed (1)

Amel and Andra are back home. Ms. Ela's husband turned out to be possessed, it was not difficult to resuscitate her. However, that feels strange and based on the explanation of Ela's mother if her husband is often possessed or there are demons who come home from work.

Actually Mr. Eman - the husband of Ela's mother only worked as a housekeeper. Luxury homes that are not far from the settlements they live.

Strange events that Ela's mother told him only at times, but he himself did not memorize the day or the date. There was a statement that Mr. Eman's employer gained wealth not in a halal way.

“Ayo,” invite Andra because I was silent in front of the fence. “Mind daydreaming.”

“You feel weird?” my question was over the fence and Andra was closing the fence back.

“Iya.”

“If it is the same, it seems that it is indeed what Mr. Eman brought from his workplace.”

“Ck, I don't mean that weird but ... my head is dizzy Mel.”

“Oh, take medicine yes.”

Andra sighed, I don't know if I mispronounced because her face was pouting and she was yawning.

“Better you sleep, if you wake up later still dizzy new take medicine.”

“Yes, I need to sleep. After that be prepared to be medicine.”

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It just so happened that Mother and Bang Doni were out of town, there was only Andra and I at home. The atmosphere was quite quiet, I was watering the plants. Things I do often when I no longer work. Andra wakes up after buying food.

There was a commotion from the direction of Mother Ela's house which only paused three houses from here. Looks like Mr. Eman is back possessed.

“Ke no yes,” murmured I hesitated.

I'm afraid I can't cope with the creature that came with Mr. Eman's body, let alone Andra being out. The atmosphere is cloudy and dark because before Maghrib, the time is close to perfect for invisible people shows its existence.

The water faucet I turned off and the hose came back I rolled. Rushing I stepped into the house, even though the mouth was grumbling because Andra had not been seen. After Maghrib he just came, whistling cheerfully.

“Don't pout that dong, more gurgle,” he said while pinching my chin. “Neither be angry, I have prayed and eaten. It's got you.”

“Why not eat together at home?” ask me with annoyance.

“I eat satay you are not ‘kan do not like satay. I ate first, it is not good to refuse sustenance.”

While misuh-misuh I headed to the dining table, the condition of the house quiet back and forth there was a sighting, had a husband even engrossed in eating outside making people think strange. Andra realized that I was upset and upset because of her actions, she approached and sat down beside me after taking cold water from the refrigerator.

“I ate goat satay so not taken home.”

Andra's explanation was relieved because she didn't want to trouble me with the smell of goat-smelling food. I also spent my dinner very greedily. Sast is in the kitchen, precisely in the sink dishwasher. Not wanting to pile up dirty laundry. However, my activities had stopped because I felt the arrival of ‘they’. I even smell the smell of incense.

Srek.

“Who is it?”

I ventured to the kitchen door that led to the backyard that was used to hang clothes. Obviously I heard someone walking, very clearly. I slowly opened the curtains and stared out, there was nothing or anyone.

There are two things I should worry about, the bad guy or the devil. If bad people can hurt, while demons can scare me and endanger me as well. Despite having an inner eye, I have not had the courage against ‘they’ unless accompanied. The events of the Cambodian ward added to the rest of the fear in me.

I smell incense again. Who is the person using it? Suddenly I cringe myself and get goosebumps. When I turned around I was surprised and shouted.

“Andra!”

“You why scream?”

“The camera says it's behind me, make a surprise.”

“Amel,” call Andra when I crawl up the bed. “I want now.”

“Hah!”

Andra came closer and rubbed my face, making my heartbeat beat faster than usual. The touch of Andra's hand when new to the face successfully made my body rustle.

“I want to make this marriage and relationship perfect. Do your duty,” whispered Andra.

Want to not, ready not ready I have to do. It has become our right and obligation, the longer the delay with various reasons can add to sin. I was sitting in the middle of the bed and Andra made sure the doors and windows were locked and replaced the lighting with a sleeping lamp.

Andra said a prayer and rubbed my head and her face slowly came close, close and our lips met. Equally amateur, but it feels amazing. Only the lips have met. Whether I'm the one who got carried away or indeed Andra very look make us complacent. My clothes have been taken off with Andra.

Slowly touching and paging made us float and something stomped down there made me scream softly.

“Rilex Mel.”

I closed my eyes while biting my lips withholding pain and discomfort, but I had to endure it. Long enough Andra moved until we finally exploded together. With breath gasping to feel something completely new and maybe we will often do.

“Hah, good really Mel. Know gini I married you a long time ago ya.”

Andra pulled a blanket for our bodies, it was still lazy to move to use clothes that had landed somewhere. You heard Andra say something, but the sleepiness attacked.

I woke up and felt my husband's hand on my stomach. When looking at her face turned out to be very close and her breathing was so felt. It was only half four in the morning and not yet dawn. I moved and put on clothes that had been lying on the floor since last night. Just shaking Andra's body woke her up because I wanted to go back for a bath, it was uncomfortable. However, Andra was still deep in her dreams.

“Hah, already want the dawn of fear,” mumbled and then out of the room.

It was cold when the water washed my body from the shower. The shampoo and soap made my eyes blurry. Suddenly the water did not flow, I rubbed my eyes and saw a figure not far from me.

“Hahhh.” My eyes were painful and my hands felt the shower round and then turned it around, but the water was still not flowing. I palpated the wall looking for an ordinary towel hanging on the kapstok and successfully, I held the towel.

Srek.

“Amel.”

“Aaaa,” I shouted because I heard a whisper from behind. When you want to run even slipped and .. bruk. I was sluggish from the slippery soap foam that had not been rinsed.

Immediately I rubbed my face with a towel and made sure of my sight. There was no one, and who was whispering. Still with breath gasping and sitting on the bathroom floor, the nape feels heavy and the whole body immediately goosebumps.

My lips wanted to scream to feel something behind me. I don't know what my face looks like right now I'm so scared. Slowly I turned my head and .. “Amel.”

“Aaaa.” I screamed again because the face of the figure was clearly visible in front of me. It was scary with wrinkles and pale as well as black circles in both eyes. Wanting to stand up but slipping back I crawled towards the door and the figure giggled.

“Amel, open the door.”

“A-andra.”

The creature is still giggling.

“Amel, open the door.”

It felt like my feet were touched by the creature, very cold and sharp nails like skin piercing and sore. Sobbing I tried to open the door and.

“Amel.” Andra immediately grabbed my body the grip on the legs was not felt and the sound of laughter was also gone. Surprisingly, the shower is back flowing.

“I'm afraid,” I said in between tears in Andra's chest.

“Already. There I am here.”

I don't know what was present and what his purpose was. Just this time I was bullied inside the house to such an extreme. Could it have something to do with the smell of incense last night or because of the possessed Mr. Eman.