Rasuk
Sleepwalking

The wind blows through the skin, freezing the blood flow in the body. The natural red color on the two sides of the lips changes to a blackish blue. Seemed to tremble because the entire body shivered in the cold.

The small body was increasingly curled up in search of the warmth that was being pushed aside by the air. His hands fumbled for the blanket, but it did not budge. I don't know where the thin thing is at a crucial moment like this?

The sound of chicken crowing is earthy to be a sign of time will change. An old man with a holster wrapped around his neck walked around the dormitory. Routinely do it to monitor the situation of the place.

The wrinkled skin of his forehead formed a crease between the two ends of his eyebrows as his myopic eyes caught a strange figure under the old banyan tree. The old leg was increasingly rapidly swinging towards the foreign figure curled up under the decking of two large banyan roots.

"Astaghfiullah! Who's this sleeping here? Oh, God!" pekik surprised.

He walked up to the girl, looking at a new face he had never seen. He crouched under his feet, watching the thin body wrapped in pink pajamas.

"Neng, wake! Why sleep here?" his bow without daring to touch any part of the child's body.

There is no response, the shivering body seems to fall asleep in the dreamland foam that only he himself knows.

"Neng, wake! Awake, Neng!" He reawakened the boy still did not dare to shake his body.

Confused as well as anxious, the old man thought of finding a way on how to wake the disciple.

"Duh, Gusti! Hampura sin jalmi hina ieu anu teu power teu effort (Yes, God! Forgive the sins of this weak man who has no power or effort). Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahiim ...." His trembling hand touched the girl's arm, shaking it slowly.

"Neng, wake! I want dawn. Awake, Neng!" His voice was confirmed to make him wake up quickly.

Alea bellowed, his body writhing strangely sounding muscles and stiff joints loosened. Making a feather on the nape of the old Grandpa bristling. He retreated while standing, slightly away as Alea sat up and stretched her arms wide. His mouth is pulled up and down, making quite a disturbing sound when yawning. That's not the real Alea.

"Miss!" reprimanding the old man was leaning over looking at Alea's face.

The teenager's eyelids were closed, for a while there was nothing he did but sit with his head down so that his shoulder blades dangled forward covering his head.

I think there is a genie who controls the soul of this child. If not, it is impossible for my body to have rich goosebumps now. O Allah, help this weak servant!

Her lips read something, not knowing what she was reading. Both hands look up as if one were praying. He finished his reading, moved closer and pressed down Alea's neck.

"Saha bae nu aya dina sukma ieu slave, kaluar! Kaluar, tong ngaganggu ieu slave. Turn around! Back ka origin maneh, sukma ieu another boga maneh! (Whoever disturbs this boy's tribe, get out! Come out, don't disturb his soul. Go home! Go back to where you came from, this tribe is not mine!) Bismillaahi allaahu Akbar!"

He moved his hand as if he were pulling something out. Alea floundered, her head turned. The figure that inhabited his soul against did not want to come out. There was a tug-of-war between the old man and the genie who was residing in Alea's body.

"Fight, Neng! Don't lose to these weak creatures!"

Alea's lips fizzed, his mouth letting out a voice like a suffocating person. Alea's body twitched in a sitting position. His feet were constantly kicking the air. The sweat flooded the bodies of the two, but the old man continued what he had started.

His hand continued to air pulling something invisible. He threw the magical creature into the sky, a wisp of black smoke shrieking faintly. Alea's body collapsed on the ground, not how long she had been awake.

"Alhamdulillah, wa syukrulillaah!" He rubbed his face while shrinking sweat using his sheath.

"Eh? Why am I here?" Alea looked around, the sky was still dim at dawn. The dawn in the eastern horizon has not even shown itself.

"Sir, is it okay?"

"Who ...why you?" asked Alea stammered.

His two manics exuded a stark fear, his body tensed in alarm. However, the old man smiled kindly at her, Alea did not see her like a bad person.

"I'm Selamet, I'm just a janitor in this dorm. I accidentally saw Neng sleeping under this tree, I kept waking up because Neng was cold, "he replied in a soft and friendly tone.

Feeling that there was no dangerous threat, Alea let down her guard. He got up from the ground, patting his dirty pajamas while looking around.

"I don't know, sir. As I recall, I slept in my room, but why was it here?" Alea looked confused.

Does he have a somnabulism disorder or a state in which he walks while asleep? I don't know, Alea herself is hard to digest.

"Maybe Neng was walking while sleeping. It is ordinary and there are many people who also ngalamin" said the old man who claimed to be named Selamet.

Alea thought, comparing herself while still at home. Not once did he have a sleep disorder. This is the first time he has experienced.

"Yes, maybe you are. If so thanks you wake up, I want to go to the room again," he said awkwardly.

Mr. Selamet nodded his head with a smile, he was still standing there watching Alea's back move away. Seeing his face alone, Mr. Selamet can guess what the state of the teenage soul is like. It is so fragile that it attracts a creature called the jinn to inhabit its body.

"Pity you, Neng. Being young has a lot of burdens on the mind. May God give you strength" he murmured as he looked on pity at the figure that had begun to disappear at the door of the dormitory. He turned around to continue his traveling activities.

While inside the room, Firda squirmed. His hand patted Alea's place, but it was empty. He opened his eyes, there was no girl there. Suddenly Firda got up to open the blanket quickly. He wakes Sofi and Lina to help him find Alea.

"Sofi, Lina, wake up! Lea's missing!"

His half-whispering voice was quite disturbing the calm of the two teenagers. They woke up, rubbing their eyes while yawning. Looking at Firda's panicked face.

"Why, anyway, Fir? It's not, it's not morning."

Sofi dropped herself again on the mattress, lazy to get up early.

"Lea's missing! He's not in the room, we need to find Lea!" pekik Firda's.

"Maybe he's in the bathroom, Fir. Now, you parnoan know? Later Lea returned to the room. I'm still sleepy" said Lina as she pulled the blanket down with Sofi.

Firda was agitated, he bit his nails thinking.

"Duh, how is this? Did I find it myself, huh? But where to?" muttered worriedly. Firda snatched her instant veil, wearing it as she walked towards the door, determined to look for Alea alone.

However, his steps came to a halt, the sound of footsteps outside the dormitory sounded loud and heavy. Accompanied by the sound of something being dragged, it was enough to make Firda's body goosebumps. He slowly moved away, standing between the two beds in his room. Firda gulped in fear as the voices disappeared in front of the room door. Then ....

Brak!

The wind blew when the door opened.