Unforgetable Childhood Memory
This
story when I was in West Kalimantan, Kab.Sintang District On March 8, 2017.
Wednesday morning, my family and I moved to Sintang, here the beginning of the
story began an experience that I will not forget for the rest of my life. When
moving to a new home, for some reason my feelings are always not good from the
mind and the default is also different, yes maybe also just moving there must
be adjustments.
I
finished packing the items in the room, either maybe I was tired or because of
motion sickness, I immediately locked the bedroom door and slept, which made me
very surprised at that time why the door I had locked could open itself, not
just the bag that I originally put it in the closet it turns out it's already outside
near my bed, I just think positively, maybe my father or mother keep a spare
key. Moving on from the mattress, I take a shower, change clothes, eat and
pray, after the prayer as usual I am a guest room to watch TV.
There
is my mother and father, so just joking, I say to my parents:
Me : mother, what are you looking for, daddy
in my room? (with a sambal tone smiling)
Mother:
is your mother and father there in your room, the mother and father just
finished finishing the front yard !!!
Me : (with a shocked voice) then who opened
my room, even though I already got the key !!
Mother:
is it the one who holds the room key, you know, your brother is also being
released from before?
There,
I started to shiver, my body trembled, then who could open my room?
In
the evening I was still imagined with a jedian this afternoon, while thinking
in the room who is the person who is able to open the door of my room and move
my bag, is it possible thief? But why there are no items or money lost in my
house. Not for long there was a voice of someone knocking on the window of the
room, shocked, afraid even though my position was alone at home, parents came
out to the public places, I opened the room window, after I noticed that there
were no people outside, even cats or other stars did not exist.
I
pulled the blanket, I immediately closed my body with a blanket, with a fear
that was so extraordinary I tried to close my eyes so I slept, it had been
almost 1 hour I tried like that but still not biased because of fear. And for a
long time it felt like I started forgetting, I went to Kewc, when I finished
the WC, what other voices were there in the living room, I approached the
sound, the clearer I heard, it turned out like someone who was playing in the
living room, even though I was alone at home, I see slowly there are people who
are sitting in the guest room, his figure is small black and not too clear.
with fear I gave myself to see, and turned out, shocked, scared, shuddered,
unable to move, I saw a small child in the living room, his figure was now
clear, his body was small, his hair was messy with a black body turned towards
me, I didn't can scream, my mouth is locked, my feet are stiffened, and he
seems to want to approach me, I immediately run to camp, I lock the room, while
holding the Quran I keep reading it in fear, I keep doing things like that, but
it seems he still follows me, and I felt he was in front of my door, hearing
the sound of a door knocking so loudly, there I shouted out loudly, I cryed out
of fear but I wanted to shout as loud as possible there would be no one who
heard because around a non-residential house, only my house only
Not
long ago, I heard the sound of my mother and father's car in front of the
house, I immediately opened the door and ran, when my mother and father opened
the door, I immediately hugged them and told me what had happened. Since then
the father and mother, each month held a recitation, and the ustadz to pray
that the house would not have such a disturbance again. That is an experience I
have never forgotten for a lifetime, even though I retell, I still goose bumps
and are afraid to read it, so many of my experiences, take it good to leave the
bad, thank you.
ADA PENGHUNI LAIN DIRUMAHKU
Cerita ini pada saat saya berada di Kalimantan barat, kab.sintang Pada
tanggal 8 maret 2017. Rabu pagi, saya dan keluarga pindah rumah ke sintang,
disini awal mulai cerita pengalaman yang tidak akan saya lupakan seumur hidup
saya. Saat pindahan kerumah yang baru, entah kenapa perasaan saya selalu gak
enak dari pikiran dan bawaan hawanya juga berbeda, ya mungkin juga baru
pindahan memang harus ada penyesuain.
Selesai saya berkemas barang-barang kekamar, entah mungkin saya
kecapean atau karena mabuk perjalanan, saya langsung mengunci pintu kamar dan
tidur, yang membuat saya sangat terkaget saat itu kenapa pintu yang sudah saya
kunci bias terbuka dengan sendiri, bukan hanya itu tas yang awalnya saya taruh
didalam lemari ternyata sudah ada diluar didekat tempat tidur saya, saya sih
berpikiran positive aja, yang mungkin ayah atau ibu saya menyimpan kunci
cadangan. Beranjak dari Kasur, saya mandi, ganti baju, makan dan sholat,
sehabis solat seperti biasanya saya keruang tamu untuk menonton tv.
Disitu ada ibu dan ayah saya,
ya sekedar becanda saya ngomong dengan kedua orang tua saya:
Saya : ibu, sama ayah cari apa hayo dikamar ari(saya)? (dengan nada
becanda sambal tersenyum)
Ibu : lah emang ibu sama ayah ada kekamarmu, ibu tadi sama ayah
barusan selesai bersikan halaman depan rumah!!!
Saya : (dengan nada kaget) lah terus tadi yang buka kamar ku itu
siapa, padahal udah ari kunci!!
Ibu : lah kan yang megang kunci kamarnya itu kamu, mana ibu tau,
abgmu juga lagi diluarkan dari tadi belum datang!!!
Disitu saya mulai merinding,
tubuh bergetar, lantas siapa yang bias membuka kamarku itu?
Dimalam harinya aku masih
terbayang dengan jedian siang tadi, sambil memikirkan dikamar siapakah orang
yang mampu membuka pintu kamarku dan memindahkan tasku, apa mungkin maling?
Tapi kenapa tidak ada barang atau uang yang hilang dirumahku. Tidak lama ada
suara seseorang yang mengetuk jendela kamar, kaget, takut padahal posisiku saat
itu sendirian dirumah, orangtua keluar ketempat sodara, kubuka jendala kamar,
setelah ku perhatikan agak lamar diluar tidak ada seseorangpun, bahkan kucing
atau bintang lain juga tidak ada.
Kutarik selimut, langsung kututup badanku dengan selimut, dengan
rasa takut yang teramat luar biasa ku coba untuk memejamkan mata agar aku
tidur, sudah hampir 1 jam aku mencoba seperti itu tapi tetap tidak bias karena
ketakutan. Dan tidak lama rasa itu udah mulai kulupakan, aku pergi kewc, saat
selesai dari wc, ntah suara suara apa lagi yang ada diruang tamu, kudekatin
suara itu, semakin jelas kudengar, ternyata seperti orang yang sedang bermain
kursi diruang tamu, padahal Cuma aku sendiri yang dirumah, ku lihat perlahan
kaya ada orang yang sedang duduk diruang tamu, sosoknya kecil hitam dan tidak
terlalu jelas. dengan rasa takut kuberanikan diri untuk melihat, dan ternyata,
kaget, takut, merinding, tidak bisa bergerak, aku melihat sesosok anak kecil
diruang tamu, sosoknya kini jelas ku liat, tubuhnya kecil, rambut yang
berantakan dengan tubuh yang hitam menoleh kearahku, aku tidak bisa teriak,
mulutku seperti terkunci, kaki seperti terpaku, dan dia seperti ingin
mendekatiku, aku langsung lari kemar, kukunci kamar, sambil memegang al-quran
aku terus membacanya dengan nada takut, aku terus melakukan hal seperti itu,
tapi rasanya dia tetap mengikutiku, dan aku merasa dia ada didepan pintu
kamarku, terdengan suara ketukan pintu yang begitu lumayan keras, disitu aku
teriak sejadi-jadinya, aku menangsi karena ketakutan tapi mau aku teriak sekuat
apapun tidak aka nada seseorang yang mendengar karena disekitar rumah tidak
perumahan, hanya rumah ku saja.
Tidak lama aku, ada aku mendengar suara mobil ayah dan ibuku
diepan rumah aku langsung keluar membuka pintu dan berlari, saat ibu dan ayahku
membuka pintu langsung kupeluk mereka dan kuceritain hal yang terjadi tadi. Semenjak
itu ayah dan ibu, setiap bulan mengadakan pengajian, dan ustadz untuk medoakan
agar rumah tidak ada gangguan seperti itu lagi. Itulah pengalaman yang tak
pernah kulupakan seumur hidup, walaupun saya menceritakan kembali saya tetap
merinding dan takut untuk membacanya, sekian pengalaman saya, ambil baiknya
tinggalkan buruknya, terimakasih.
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