Miki'S Scary Stories (Based On True Story)
Bearer of News

The wall clock in the room has shown at 2 am. I woke up without being able to move from the bed, having previously had time to fall asleep. Sleep paralysis is.either until when will it happen to me.

I looked at the outside of the room because the door was wide open. It must have been my mother. Due to the weather entering the summer, Mama was worried that I would overheat inside if the door was shut tight. Not only was the door opened by him but the sleeping lights were also turned off so that my room was pitch black. The lighting only comes from the moonlight coming in from the cracks of the bedroom windows and the window vents on the second floor terrace.

I waited in fear for fear just in case the creepy hand would come back and attack more violently so that I could not fight back.

In my waiting, a fresh night breeze swept my face up to my body. Before long, a whirl of white smoke appeared and swirled in the doorway. When I saw the sighting, my gut feeling immediately said something would appear that I did not want to see.

The white smoke was still curling in an uncertain direction. More and more concentrated. Then the smoke began to come into shape. Extend yourself by still hovering about two fingers from the floor.

I saw a black hole at the top as if to form a face without presenting the eyes, mouth or nose. Not only that, there was still a small smoke hovering above and merging with the largest smoke, forming a nozzle.

In one look I know what figure is trying to be formed by the thick smoke, namely Pocong. And it is true, the smoke finally formed almost perfectly depicting the figure being wrapped in a shroud.

I don't want to see this sight! Very not want! Pocong was the most sinister figure I didn't want to see at all. His figure reminds me of a death that might not have been accepted by the Khalik, so he was forced to wander the earth.

I closed both eyes and pretended to sleep. Choose not to know the presence of the figure.

"Hey!" A call that seemed to be directed at me was echoing in the room.

"Wake up, I know you're not sleeping."

I keep shaking and don't open my eyes. Just thinking about the figure of the pocong alone has scared me half to death, let alone seeing it directly. "Oh Allah, I don't want to talk, I don't want to see such a brilliant person" I lamented in my heart.

"Don't be afraid, we won't harm you."

I choked when I heard the word Kami, is not it a sign that the figure wrapped in a shroud is not just one?

"Wake up and follow us."

"Relieve it!" I answered only in my heart. "Who would dare to follow a creature like this" I continued, still in my heart. Duh, this is when you can wake up, anyway...! Oh my God, this is the longest sleep paralysis.

"We have not come to disturb or harm you. We just want to ask for help."

I still choose to flinch.

"We know you're not sleeping. Please, open your eyes and listen."

I began to melt with the plea, so I decided to open a little bit of both eyes, but could not last long because I saw four black holes resembling eyes without contents already close to my face.

"No! don't want to, you guys are fucking!" Still retaliating in my heart because my mouth still can't be used to talk.

"Come with us. There was someone there, who had evil intentions," the figure said again. I didn't know which side was talking, because their voices sounded the same in my ears.

"What the hell, they are, by the way" I complained in my heart. "Who did evil, where?"

"The man wanted to steal. There..."

Now I'm just thinking word for word they say. I wonder what exactly they can hear my heart so they can say according to what I ask? I have to prove it.

"Where is that guy going to steal? In this house?"

Hopefully not. If yes? it would be bad if I didn't tell my parents right away because I was still in the paralyzed position I am now.

"No. Not in this house. There, near the garden."

My guess didn't miss. They can hear my inner voice. In addition, I also felt relieved after finding out that it was not my home that was targeted by theft. But wait, I think I know the place they said.

"Garden? The one below that, that there are many lute trees, and bananas?!"

"Yes! There!"

"Duh, I am shocked euy," I replied when I heard the voice of one of them sound louder than before. But, if there is indeed the target of the theft, is not there a house Mr RT also? If you want to ask for help, why not just go there and make a report?

"Quick! Hurry up, that person has already reached the house!"

"If the man had come to steal, why did you not go to the house of his victim? and tell the victim."

"We tried to signal, but the man wouldn't wake up. There's nothing else we can do but you."

I'm in a state of confusion. Between wanting to believe and not with the creature I fear so much.

"Come, come quickly with us. That guy has already opened the door!" persuade again.

"Duh, I don't want to help but you see for yourself, my condition is not good. Don't get up and come with you. Moving just one finger I can't. Ask the other party for help, or you're the one who prevented the thief from doing the act. Can, right?"

"We can't go that far, and this guy has bad judgment to protect himself."

"Ajian? Ajian what?"

"Protection of self-preservation so that no one can disturb or arrest him. Then, about you being unable to move, just by looking at us, then we'll get there."

"Yes, let's open your eyes. Trust us. We can't let that guy take away things that don't belong to him."

With both eyes closed, my brain thought hard. Is it really okay if I go with them? And if it's there, what help can I give you? Scaring the thief to escape? But compared to me, those two pocong figures were also quite enough.

Is it really okay, God, I just want to help even if I don't know how.

"Don't!!!"

I was shocked to hear another mysterious voice, but this time I felt familiar with it. That voice was the same voice when a few days ago told me about the presence of a white sacrificial figure on the balcony.

"Don't follow" he said again.

He took! He'll be taking the stuff away soon! Are you really not helping?"

Again I gasped to hear the snaps of the pocong's voice. It felt like getting up immediately, then grabbing a broomstick and throwing it at figures who seemed to keep forcing me to follow their will. It's not that I don't want to help, but I myself am terrified of the paralyzed condition, coupled with the presence of the person I hate the most.

"You fellow humans, don't you want to help each other?" said one of the pocongs again.

I'm speechless. My heart felt overwhelmed by the question. Is correct. My current attitude shows that I seem reluctant to help even though I know the two pocongs in front of me are also intent on helping me.

"Don't listen to it." The mysterious voice appeared again.

I ventured to open my eyes. I do not want to look towards the place where the two pocongs stand but in the other direction because I am curious about the appearance of other mysterious sounds. I wonder if this time the voice comes with its original form. Both of my eyes tried to go around until they finally arrived at the two pocongs that were still fluttering in place. I immediately closed my eyes again, a few more times, still they were very creepy.

"...if you go with them, no one will be able to help you if you can't come back" continued the mysterious voice.

"But, if there really is a theft, shouldn't I help, if I can?" I said in my heart.

"Everything that happens is God's will, good and bad there is always wisdom there, not man knows what is best for himself as well as God knows it."

I stirred in my heart when I heard a complicated explanation. I'm still a schoolboy, can't he give me a simple and easy answer to understand?

"After all, are you sure they just came to tell you about the theft?"

The question of that mysterious voice made me even more confused. "Huh? You mean, they have other intentions?"

"You talking to us?" ask one of the pocongs.

Understanding the question, I guess it seems that the only one who could hear the mysterious voice was me.

"No, we are there to help, " replied the pocong.

I did not respond, because the answer I was waiting for was not from the pocongs but a mysterious voice that prevented me from leaving.

"Don't believe them, in his words there is truth, but the rest is for you. This is all I can suggest you."

"Who are you or what, anyway? Why can't I see you, or do you want to show yourself?" indict me.

"What do you mean? Have you not seen our form?" ask the pocong.

I chose silence, because the question was not for them.

"Because you haven't been able and deserved." Finally the mysterious voice returned an answer.

I heaved a heavy sigh, despite the fact that right now I should be breathing more oxygen.

"Sorry, I can't help." This time my words were indeed to answer the request of the two pocongs.

"Why?" The two pocongs asked simultaneously.

"Because even if I go with you, I still can't give you a big help to prevent the theft. My body is paralyzed."

"It is enough to get your spirit out of your body, you can go there and do something."

"I refuse that way. Without a body I do not know what help will be given. You are looking for someone else, who is more capable. Sorry and thank you for telling me."

"You don't believe we're gonna help?"

"Not in disbelief, I only realized the limits of my abilities. I can't. It's best that now that you're gone, I'm not comfortable with your presence. I also have my own problems right now."

"Eerg!"

Wait, did they just growl? Are they angry because I refused? Wow, an unexpected response.

I opened my eyes a little, and noticed the dense plume of smoke that originally described two forms began to melt and throw a strange wind and feel rough to the point of making my door close and then open again forcibly.

"Tuh, they are angry.try to be able to move the body, can be directly hit using a broomstick tuh, "I said in my heart.

As I wished so, I suddenly began to be able to move my fingers and toes. Slowly I was able to breathe again normally until I was finally able to awaken myself.

I hurried to close the door and restart the headlights. Sleep paralysis this time is really long and makes my body feel sore due to tension and fear. Pull your hands up and then connect to both feet. I inhaled as much oxygen and then threw it away slowly so that my heartbeat could beat normally.

I moved closer to the window. Reveal the curtains a little so that you can see into the outside area. Is it true that at this time one of my neighbor's belongings had already been taken by a thief? If true, tomorrow will certainly be a lot of sskaligus prove that the pocongs are not lying.

"Hey, if it's true that tomorrow someone has stolen, how?" I muttered and of course my question was for a mysterious voice.

"I'm not going to sin, is it because I didn't do anything preventative?" I am waiting for a reply from him.

Unfortunately, that answer never came. Only the night wind could be heard coming into my ears. Maybe he's gone, and just came to ban me.

I turned towards the wall clock, and was stunned to see the clock hand that had shown at half-three in the morning. Should I just pray tahajud before going to bed again? So that my sleep this time is calm.

I closed the curtains and trim them. Then, rush to the bathroom to wash the limbs with water wudu.

At first glance I watched my parents who were still asleep. Thankfully, the drama due to the arrival of the pocong was not to wake them up. My mom and dad are pretty tired of their daily lives, so I hope the night will be the best time for them to rest.

...***...

The next morning, I who had taken a bath and was tidy immediately went down to the first floor for breakfast. Outside the fence of the house I saw my mama was having a serious chat with the horde of mothers, from her faces, it seems that something has happened.

"What's up, Pa? tumben early in the morning, the mothers are already crowded in front of the house?" ask me to Papa who is sitting and seriously reading the newspaper he used to buy yesterday.

"There was a slump last night."

I was stunned to hear the answer from Papa to the point that the movement of putting a bag on the sofa was slowing down.

"Maling? Who, Pa?" I sat on the floor facing the table, on which was served a plate of fried rice and chocolate milk made by Mama.

"That's a rented house. The deck of the harp garden, whose walls of the house are blue and fenced in black painted iron. Near Mr. RT's house as well" he explained.

"What's it taken, Pa? and what time is the turn off?" My question may sound calm but it's actually in my heart that I'm excited to know that the information from two snouts last night wasn't a lie.

"motorized. Do not know exactly what time, said the owner fit out for dawn prayers to the mosque, it turns out the motor was not on the terrace. The lock on his fence was also vandalized."

"Oh, the motorbike is usually deliberately not entered into the house, huh? If it's like that, it'll risk being stolen."

"Yes, now it's unlucky. I had previously been reminded of neighbors. Well, maybe the guidance is so that the person is more careful in caring for valuable objects. Although here the village and still not many people, it does not mean that there are no bad people who want to take advantage of the situation of loneliness, right?" Papa expressed his opinion still with both eyes glued to the reading in the newspaper.

"Yes, Pa is right too."

"The school was finished with breakfast, 6 o'clock will be late for school."

"Yes," I replied as I stuffed a spoonful of fried rice into my mouth. I was still amazed to find out that the two pocongs were not lying, and unfortunately I refused their request so they left in disappointment. I feel a little sorry now.

"Their information is correct, but they will reward you if they succeed in bringing your spirit out of the body."

I was shocked to hear the mysterious voice coming back. I looked at Papa who was still serious about his reading. Apparently, he can't hear what I'm hearing right now.

I'm curious. "What kind of trickery, you mean?" my question is in my heart.

"They are determined to hold you back so you can't come back. If that happens then you're the one who'll lose your life."

"Why do they want to do such a bad thing?"

"It's their habit, right? The demons are cursed by God for denying His commandments. Besides, because that night your energy was the most conspicuous as a human being, and they wanted all that energy."

"That's it, huh? I'm starting to understand something."

"What's that?"

"Will you always come if I'm in a difficult time? Wasn't your arrival last night the second time? First, when I was wondering about the granddad turban that appeared on the balcony, secondly when you appeared to forbid me from following those two pocongs. You want to protect me, right?"

"No. I came because of God. You asked God for help, so I came to give you a little knowledge. Just a little."

"Then I should thank God for not leaving me."

"You should've done that in the first place."

"I am still a natural child, if you still like to forget."

"The faith can come at any time, and for anyone depending on how willing the creature is to submit and surrender everything to its Lord."

"All right, I admit I'm wrong." While saying that inwardly, I ended my breakfast and told Papa that I was ready to leave.

Hearing that, Papa immediately stood up and folded his newspaper neatly. He also got ready, using his favorite jacket and then moved to remove the motorbike.

After the motor was heated, I shook the hands of Mama and the other neighboring mothers who were still busy chatting. My father and I set out after greeting Bismilbornrahmanirrahim, to be safe on the road and safe until the destination.

...-Part III Finished-...