Grudge of Grief: Kasyaf
Icha fear

   “Mother. That's the guest at the door who wasn't told to come in?” ask Icha.

   “Guest? Who, nduk?” ask Maryati's mom confused.

   “Itu” replied Icha, while standing and stepping towards the door.

But as soon as his position was parallel to the front door, suddenly his eyes turned glaring, and his face described shock as well as fear.

   “IBUUU”

Icha screamed and ran to her mother. He hid his face in his mother's lap. Make everything look towards the door.

   “Why, nduk? What are you squirming?”

   “Grandmothers yesterday, bu” replied Icha full of fear.

   “Swaste. Why come again? What is it gonna take?” exclaimed ma'am Maryati.

   “Pak. Mbok expelled!” pinta ma'am Maryati to her husband. He blinked his eyes. Mr. Sigit stood up and walked outside

   “Udah does not exist, kok” replied Mr. Sigit.

   “Where did ya come from? Usil banget” continued Mr. Sigit.

   “Udah, nduk. I'm gone, her grandmothers” said Miss Maryati.

Ichapun slowly woke up from his position. Still with a look of fear, he spread his gaze throughout the house. And he didn't find what he was looking for.

   “ASTAGHIRULLOH”

When he turned back to his mother, Icha suddenly shouted again.

   “WHO ARE YOU?”

    Wuuuss

   “AAAAA”

Icha raised her fist towards her mother. Makes everyone scream in shock.

    Braaaaang

Unexpectedly, the guest table that was marginalized to the corner of the room, the glasses broke all of a sudden. It was like something was happening from above. Making everything in the house surprised is not playing.

   “I... That was, what, nduk?” ask Maryati ma'am. He looks shocked. But it also looks relieved.

    How can I punch him, huh? That time boy? If there is no child? There is also a body, no legs. If there are legs, no body, what is his life? It can still jump the window, again.

   “Nduk?” reprimand Maryati again.

   “Haa”

   “Kok dumbly? What was that?” ask Maryati again.

   “Ndon't know mom. Just saw, Icha” replied Icha.

   “Ya. Drink first, gih!” advice from Maryati.

   “Nduk” reprimand pack Sigit.

   “Bikinan Tika, mbak”, Tika.

Then Icha would like to receive the warm tea. But, not yet finished drinking, suddenly Icha's eyes widened again.

   “HUAAA”

Icha throws her glass, and hides her face in her mother's lap.

   “Grandma, mom. Granny it”

In the eyes of Icha. The grandmothers came again. He peeked, then threw a piece of human arm. The throw that made Icha shocked and frightened.

Mr. Sigit back to the front of the house. The grandmothers were no longer there.

There was one neighbor who was known to be clairvoyant. His name is Aziz. He has the knowledge of death that is usually used as a reference if the citizens experience supernatural things. Mr. Sigit deliberately invited him to see the state of Icha. While treating the strangeness experienced by Icha.

Mr. Aziz said that what Icha experienced, is because of the sacred heirloom in the form of a array. The array in which there is a khodam named nyai Murda Ningrum. Where Icha is the most identical offspring with the woman who first wore the array. So that it just blends together. Even physically, the pull is now attached to the body of Icha. Unite in a magical way.

   “Can't sir, his inner eye Icha just closed? Poor thing, he was too afraid to see the supernatural” creature asked Maryati ma'am.

   “We try yes, bu” replied Mr. Aziz.

Mr. Aziz tried to close Icha's inner eyes. But after several attempts, Icha's inner eye only closed briefly. The inner eye will open on its own. He could see fine creatures milling about at the door of the house.

In the last experiment, Icha instead saw a shadow, where there are many supernatural beings who try to hurt his mother. Some kicked, clawed, punched, even jumped off the roof and landed on his mother's stomach.

   “Cukuup!” icha Pekik, startling.

Mr. Aziz stopped his attempt to close Icha's inner eye.

   “Udah sir, don't be booted!” continue Icha. He was crying while holding his head.

   “Why, nduk?”

Icha did not answer immediately. He looked at his mother's face, holding her forehead.

   “Neg. No papa, ma'am. Headache Icha” replied Icha. He's not telling the truth.

   “But your inner eye will open continuously, nduk” said mr. Sigit.

Icha gasp. On the one hand he is still very afraid to see the invisible nation. But on the other hand, she had absolutely no heart to see her mother experience what she saw. He thought, maybe what he saw was a warning, that there would be bad events that would happen to his mother. Maybe get run over by someone.

   “No papa, pak” replied Icha, glancing at his father's new wife.

   “Truly nduk, you want to keep your inner eyes open?” ask Maryati ma'am.

   “Iya, mom. It might be better if Icha gets used to seeing them. After all, they also know, if Icha is not alone”

   “Yes already, if that becomes your determination. We can go to Aziz sir if Icha needs input”

   “Yes, bu”