SUSKALA [Introduction Diary of the Soul Cluster ]
Chaptre 07. Seminate

There is something strange after a week more in Sangkala awakening in the other side. Sangkala never saw the daytime sun again. The universe of darkness is his world now.

The dimension of space and time that Sangkala was tracking was no longer the same as when he was alive. It was this idea that now made him aware of the existence of "waiters" haunted places.

Creatures such as Sangkala are called as the guardians because indeed the concept of the dimension of their space is only that wide. They cannot move unless they are moved.

And the basis of that thought is found in the story that Sangkala will tell this time. The story of a burnt-out former haunted house that is now abandoned in an old housing complex.

A few years since the terrible events occurred in the past, the surrounding residents so often see terrible sightings around the house.

On certain nights, there will appear a large human figure with an odd shape accompanied by the smell of charred meat.

Finally, the unrest of the citizens was answered by calling out the psychics.

Ki Haryo Krangkang's.

He was called to remove the ghost one year ago. Of course in the dump house is a school building.

On nights like this, Sangkala began to smell the burning flesh. Then he saw its appearance.

That ghost.

Sangkala could not recognize its shape. The ghost went past Sangkala just like that with a groan. It was like a groan of sadness.

And it turns out Sangkala's intuition was right. In the notes contained in the teacher's book, the story of the great creature unfolds a veil of deep sadness.

A completely unpredictable story of the ghoul's monstrous form.

Eighteen years ago, there lived a happy little family. A friendly father, a good cooking mother, and a good and obedient boy.

A portrait of a dream family.

But as time went on, as soon as the boy's reasoning grew. Their lives changed.

From the beginning of sufficiency, to lack. Stepping into college, the boy began to be exposed to bad relationships. He began to like to owe moneylenders to meet the standards of association in the campus environment.

Without any income, his parents are the victims of collecting the debts. Breeding debt, dig a hole, close the hole.

The twilight of his parents was shrouded in the cruel threat of debt collectors. Not only bear the pain, they both have to bear the shame on the neighbors.

They had nothing left, including honor and dignity.

In the middle of the crisis, the boy continued to run away with a motor loan. No one cares for their mother and father.

He was eventually caught in a police raid at a booze party with his friends.

How ironic.

Partying in debt chains. Tired of the pressure that hit so hard, the two parents decided the worst.

With trembling hands, the father wrote a series of wills on a piece of paper.

"For Mas Dhana, take care of yourself. Dad mom pamit. We're ashamed to take on your debt. Use our death money to connect your life, son..."

Then, that night. As the universe drifts in darkness and darkness, the prettiest speck of fire spreads, tearing apart the astonishment.

The mansion that the old couple lived in burned down. The elderly couple closed their lives by setting themselves on fire.

Hugging tightly was enveloped in the burning heat of the flames, holding back the billions of emotions left behind in the rest of their lives.

However, the heartbreaking story did not stop there. The couple died to be able to get insurance money to cover their son's debt.

Once the money was liquid, coupled with the money of relatives, the boy actually used it to joke after he got out of custody.

"That bastard, I must teach him a lesson!" Sangkala said in a very angry state. His reddened eyes signify that he is ready to avenge injustice.

Tonight, a year since the couple's shapeless ghost is imprisoned in Sangkala's school building, he will bring the three of them together.

Sangkala will help the curious spirit make up for his longing for his only ungodly son.

The cheap discotheque toilets occupied by the boys will make Sangkala their meeting place.

A man with glasses on his face went to walk into a toilet with slow steps.

The man locked the toilet's doorknob. In a hurry he unzipped his pants, the water with yellowish color came out making him sigh in relief.

"Uugh, finally relieveda~"

Sreek

Sreek

Sreek

The sound is quite disturbing, then the man looked back and up to find the source of the sound. But he did not get where the strange sound came from.

Already done with his business, the man turned around to leave the toilet. But not yet able to turn his head, a big hand managed to grab his head.

The man was surprised, he could neither move nor scream. The strangely shaped ghost with two fused bodies and more than four hands pulled the man into his arms.

"Sister, mom miss SAMA SISTER..."

"KANGEN SEKAAL~"

"LET'S GO HOME.."

"DAD KANGEN TOO, BROTHER.."

"LET'S GO HOME..."

"YETTLEY..."

The man's body was fused with a lump of charred flesh from his parents who were burned.

That night, all the emotional outpouring met again. The space of the past transformed into one. They returned as a whole family.

All this Sangkala did in order to save the fate of the boy. As late as tonight, he could no longer afford to be mingled with sins.

They will be happy forever in the mortal realm. Hugging in laughter, as they have always felt in the past.

Sangkala's task is complete.

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...Day 6 Notes ...

...Dear, diary......

...The story of an ungodly child will always end in grief. On this seventh night, I learned an important lesson, that no matter how harmonious a family relationship, the main thing is still mutual trust and mutual care....

...My privilege of carrying these lost spirits has given me a lot of value in life even though I had to earn it after my death....

...I'm not gonna stop. The journey is long......

^^^-Sangkala^^^