Hey Indigo Girl (The Series) TAMAAAAAT!!!!
Part 26 Abducted

A variety of seafood dishes are available at the dining table. I just got home and joined us. The four of us had dinner together soon. Arden's sister is accompanying Mba Alya in the hospital, because Mama Mba Alya is still not recovering from her illness. So it's just less brother Arden now. Father and Pakde engaged in light talks about their respective work and experiences Pakde who often visited other cities throughout Indonesia. Many experiences that Mr. Joseph brought and told us now. Mother's cuisine is certainly very appetizing, so I can add rice into two dishes.

We also prayed earlier. Honestly, the voice of Pakde Yusuf is very melodious and makes me very fond of the prayer of the congregation.

"Sleep there, it's night, '" Dad said as I was writhing beside him, as soon as he saw the clock on the wall showing the number 11 at night. The chat of these parents was not boring, Pakde Yusuf was also a person who was fun in fact. As long as I am not naughty and obey without refuting.

"Don't forget wudu before going to bed, Aretha," Pakde said without looking at me because he focused on ginger drinks made by mother.

"Okay, boss." I immediately moved and immediately entered the room that was on the front side of the middle room.

My door is closed, unlocked. Just realized that it turns out my bedroom window has not been closed tightly either since when. Because the curtains are now fluttering in the night wind. Cold and makes my body shudder. The rain has been pouring down on my town since the azan magrib. Even until now the drizzle is still faithfully flushing the yard. Make the grass there wet and red rose petals belonging to the mother fall out.

I crossed my arms in front, covering an area of skin that was not covered in clothes, as it seemed to have greatly succeeded in making me shudder because of the cold sensation. The rain tonight seems to be going to last. I hope so until tomorrow morning. I love the rain, I love it. The smell of the ground flushed by the rain first calmed down and was like taking me to some events that had passed. Back to imagining when I was a child, the moment where I started to move ABG, of course the memories of when High School continued to shine clearly in memory. Especially when in college, because I had to stay away from my father and mother, often I felt alone in the boarding house, enjoying the rain by making a cup of warm matcha latte. I miss my school friends too. Although now we still often meet, but I feel that it is not enough to replace the time - time that we are exhausted with each other's activities while away from each other. They are the best I've ever had, best friends and sisters who will continue to be together facing the wheels of life. It's the one thing I miss the most.

In this daydream, with a smile of my own, I was surprised when someone threw a stone at the window, right in front of me. My netraku was wildly looking for the whereabouts of people or perhaps figures who did just that. The dim courtyard of the house, due to some dead garden lights, has not been replaced by a bulb. Makes me sure that there can't be humans out there, except invisible creatures that are often pranky all along. Soon I closed the window of the room, and pulled the curtain and closed it tightly.

Back the sound of throwing stones sounded, I who was about to go back to bed to sleep, actually ran towards the door. It's just that when I will open the doorknob, I then undo the intention.

"Ah, later even matedekin Pakde this. It says 'that's not brave'!" I said discuss it myself. I finally broke my intention and turned away from the door. Stare at the window hesitantly, but remain optimistic if they only disturb from outside the page. They will not dare and can go inside, especially at home there is Pakde Yusuf.

I went straight up to the bed, pulled the blanket up to close my body tightly. Both eyeballs continued to stare towards the tightly closed window. It's just that I'm still trying to be vigilant. I especially feel like they are still there.

Lights off. Breathe deeply while trying to fall asleep because it is late at night. There was only the sound of the rain slowly returning. It's better than I have to sleep in silence. Without any sound that would normally appear other strange sounds.

Slowly I began to get carried away by the drowsiness that I began to strongly feel, even the shadow of the creature outside was no longer a problem. I'm tired, and tonight's atmosphere is really fun to spoil my eyes.

The blanket that had covered almost all of my body since then, except for the head was suddenly pulled quickly. I who was sleeping felt, because the movement really felt rough, and made me aghast until - to sit on the mattress while staring wildly around. My eyes were fixed at the bottom of the bed.

I'm pretty sure that there's something down there, even the blanket I'm wearing is now on the bottom floor of my feet. My body froze, unable to move as I wished. In the darkness of the room, I felt that something was flying through the sky - the sky. It crawls like a lizard, but feels too big if it is called a lizard. A voice like a hand patting on the wall, the more intense I heard. In the dark corner of my room, suspicious movements began to appear. I squinted, trying to see who was there. The black shadow began to be clearly visible there. Someone who was clinging to the sky - the sky made me remember the figure I met in Kalimati Hamlet the other day. Umm Sibyan's. But it's impossible if he comes back here.  It's not like he was destroyed yesterday. Or ... Apparently not. I started to get scared, but to scream I couldn't. That figure still looks like a dark shadow, I can't see what the real thing looks like. I glanced at the lamp that was on the nightstand, wanting to turn on the object in order to see its shape clearly. But again - again I can't move. My body was stiff, only able to move both balls of my eyes. The figure above began to walk closer, I growled hoping that my voice could be heard Mother, father, or Pakde.

Black cloth dangling up to half the room looks wet by leaving a trace of thick liquid droplets black. A foul smell began to smell at the base of the nose. My body continued to tighten, becoming more and more unable to move. He put his hands closer to me. Now it's even in front of my face, and ready to reach every inch of my face.

He immediately strangled my neck, making it difficult to breathe. My body was raised high - high so that my legs were struggling to find a foothold. I began to be able to hit the jet-black hand that continued to grip me firmly. I wish that hand could come off my neck and I could be free of all this pain. The other hand tried to get into the heart, as if to penetrate it but strangely, my body actually looks shining. It was as if there was a veil of light covering it.

The door opened violently. Suddenly I fell into the bed that was under me. Coughing - coughing while taking a deep breath - in order to fill my lungs that had been empty a few seconds ago. Pakde appeared with Mother and Father, went into the room, and approached me. Mother checked my condition, Pakde Yusuf actually went to the window of the room that looks still open. But I remember very well that I closed and locked it.

"What are you doing, baby?" ask Mother to panic. Checking my neck because I kept holding it. I nodded, although I still felt pain in the area. But at least I'm alive now.

"Sister, who's in? How can we be helped?!" pekik Father who stood beside Pakde, also looked out of the yard.

"He must have been after Aretha a long time ago. Or this figure knows Aretha." Yusuf continued to make assumptions that he knew.

"Maybe he ... At that time there was the hamlet of Kalimati, Pakde," I explained that I was increasingly convinced by the estimate of the incident just now.

"Kalimati Hamlet?" ask Pakde to come closer to me.

"That's it, sister, just yesterday the children were stuck at Aretha's work place before." Mother helps explain this.

Pakde Yusuf was silent as he looked up at the sky, perhaps trying to remember that. Naturally I, many experienced by Pakde now, of course this problem is trivial for him. So it is not something memorable, even though the incident was the most terrible thing at that time.

"Oh right there?" Pakde's eyes look strange, like he's not staring in front of him, it looks empty, like a soulless body.

Pakde took a deep breath. "Yet. He remained, and was always observing, as well as looking for gaps. Looks like you've been tagged, Tha. For destroying his kingdom."

"Sister, keep what we have to do. What's he doing here again. At that time, I couldn't find Aretha and Arden. Don't let them disappear again, brother." Dad looks worried.

"Well, it's obvious, you want to take Aretha."

"Where, Pakde?"

"Eitherway. You're just being careful from now on."

"Can't you catch him now and just kill him, brother?" Mother looks very anxious.

"It's fast, Nis. But I'll see where the nest is. Don't worry."

At 03:00 in the morning, we decided on the evening prayer first before going back to sleep. I ended up sleeping in the company of Mother, while Dad slept in his room. But Mr. Joseph decided to stay awake. There is something to do he said.

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The rain again rained down on our city. Grass, as well as pots in the yard have started to stagnate water. It feels like this weather will last even until noon or maybe afternoon.

Pakde will return to his home, as well as pick up Bude Rahma and Kak Aisyah at the city station. Breakfast is available at the dinner table, I help Mother make fried rice for breakfast this morning. Mommy runs out of vegetable stocks, and plans to go to the supermarket later with dad.

"What are you doing in your own house, Tha?" asked the father while bribing the fried rice into his mouth.

"It's okay, Dad. In the afternoon I'm fine - what if I'm left at home alone."

"Yes already. If there is anything - what is the direct news of the same father Mother. Mostly your brother will be home soon."

After all the breakfast, my job is to do the dishes. Dad, Mommy and Pakde were gone ten minutes ago. The rain still falls. My phone turned on by playing music pretty loud. In order to disguise the sound of heavy rain water that is getting longer makes the atmosphere rather creepy. Until the last song is played, along with the last plate I finished rinsing. I began to feel strange air in my own home, but still felt sure that it was just my feeling. Because Pakde must have made a magical fence at home especially after last night's incident.

I was about to return to the room, but as I walked in the middle room my forehead wrinkled up to see the floor below showing the soles of someone's feet. Footprints that look wet and dirty, like mud outside the house. In my mind, there was a thief who entered the house. I began to be vigilant and tried to look around, if there were any suspicious sounds or movements.

One by one the rooms in the house I checked, kitchen, bathroom, kitchen, even the backyard became my target as well. Because these feet come from the back door. But when I checked the back door was still locked. I began to suspect that these soles were not from thieves, but 'them'.

"Feelings no demon has yet made it into the house, usually it is," I murmured inwardly. "Whose footprints are these, huh?" I kept following this trail until I ended up in my own room. Shut up for a moment, staring at the wooden board with the flower carving in front of me. Doubt to push this door, although curiosity is very bubbling in the chest. I kept quiet, now I dare eavesdrop at the door. Look for any sounds that might be in there. Not satisfied until there, I started lowering the body, checking the keyhole.

A shadow passed by. Even pacing back and forth inside. It's just that I can't see clearly who's in my room. Still curious, I kept peeking at the keyhole. However, I immediately fell in shock to the point of falling backwards. When a pair of red eyeballs appear behind a keyhole in the room.

Slowly the door opened, the creaking of my bedroom door sounded loud. A shadow started to crawl out, making me glare and started to pull my body back and away. A woman more worthy of being called a grandmother - a grandmother, out the door, crawling, with a broken-like gesture. His head was moved - a gesture while grinning with a horrifying look. I tried to get up, even though my body was very weak. When I was able to stand up straight, I immediately ran towards the front door. But the door that had been opened, suddenly closed tightly, like a rough slam.

I tried to open the doorknob but it was strangely locked. I started to panic, and screamed for help. He looked back and began to see the image of the woman getting closer. "Well! Go ye! What do you want!" jeritku mepet to the corner of the living room. The woman stood up slowly, I who already had nowhere to escape, could only resign. He walked in limpingly, but strangely the movement of this creature felt very fast, because in just a matter of seconds he was already standing in front of me. He extended his hand to the neck, strangled me tightly and raised my body high. I started to run out of air in just five seconds, my body started to limp. Until finally there was a light from the door of the house, the sound of Radit echoing calling my name. This creature disappeared and my body fell to the floor.

"Aretha! You why?! The arden! Den!" yelling Radit, he immediately grabbed me and led me to the room. RAdit placed my body on the bed, examining my body with consciousness that had not yet fully recovered. I'm still conscious, but I can't respond to what Radit's asking. Radit continued to call out the name of Arden as he turned towards the door of the room. When Arden appeared, behind him was the creature. He ran over to me, and immediately pulled my hand.

I turned my head because I saw Brother Arden just passing me by. Apparently my body was still on the bed, with Radit still panicking, constantly calling my name. "Den, Aretha why is this?!"

I stared ahead, my hands still tightly grasped by this creature, continuing to lead me out of the house. The rain that still rained down on the city.