I CAN SEE Your Bad Future
Memories
The melody of the classical music, Requiem Mass in D Minor by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, was filled with sadness. The rhythm of his plaza cut the hearts of anyone who heard it. Tearing apart every human child's soul.
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A little girl with big eyes ran. Hunting welcomes the arrival of his mother. His long hair that was pinched in two seemed to go up and down following his movements. His mother spread out her hands, catching her son with a smile that could not be separated from her lips. They both seem very happy.
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The melody of classical music by Mozart is still playing heartbreakingly.
Looks like a room. A room that looks so dark. The curtains are tightly closed. Leave only small gaps between the frames. Only a little light managed to get in there. Outside the sun was shining.
The room looks messy. Books and papers were scattered on the floor. Open wardrobe closet. It's spilling out. Making the floor more messy. There was a red stain standing next to the pile of clothes. The red liquid smelled fishy. Making the person who kisses her feel nauseous. That red liquid seemed to be a pool of blood coming out from one's body.
Test ... Test ... Test ...
A hand stuck out. From that hand dripped a deep red liquid. The red liquid. Bloods. The blood came out from the wrists of someone lying on top of the bed that was also in disarray. Moves to the tip of his index finger which is indeed located lower. Drop by drop.
Perhaps the person lying down was the one who lived in that room. The darkness of the room made his face invisible. All that was visible from him was his long hair that had decomposed covering a part of his face.
Tuk .. tuk .. tuk ...
The sound of shoes circling the dark room.
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CRYIUM.. KRIIIE...
A hand fumbles on a mattress with a Hello Kitty-patterned sprey. Look for the source of the sound that deafens his ears. Someone woke up from a nightmare.
I don't know if he should be grateful for that voice? Or did he just continue his dream? Ah, if only. Maybe in a moment he could see the face of the person who went into his mother's room?
The hand finally managed to grab his HP and turn off the alarm that made him wake up. There was a young girl who had just woken up from her sleep. He sat down on his bed and tidied his shoulder-length hair that looked very messy. Combing with her hands.
Sometimes he yawns. Then walk to the bathroom. Wash his face and brush his teeth. In the middle he brushed his teeth, suddenly he stopped, and looked straight at his face reflected off the mirror.
"That dream again," he muttered realizing a dream that had appeared several times in his sleep.
The year 2007
"Momu .... Mom .... Wake Mamah!! Wake up!!" A 7-year-old boy was crying in front of his mother's body. His big eyes look puffy. Being swollen from crying for too long. Her long hair so looks messy out of her pigtails that have almost slipped off.
Someone with all his might carrying him who is relentless rebellion does not want to be separated from the mother. His mother's body will be buried soon.
"Delati want to be just as mamah, Uncle. Melati want to be just as mamah," he said in between her tears that became more and more.
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The little girl was named Melati. Today his mother is buried. My mother died by suicide. At least that's the result reported by the police related to the results of the visa from the death of his mother Melati.
Ironically, after the death of the mother. The father was also unable to take care of little Melati. Malang man was forced to be rushed to a mental hospital because of severe depression. Suspected of being shocked to see his wife's death in front of his own eyes.
Melati now lives in the home of her Uncle and Aunt. For days the little girl would not eat or drink. Now his body is getting thinner. He shut himself up in a dark room. "Where are you? Why didn't Mamah go home to see Melati," he muttered in an increasingly limp voice. "Mama, Melati come with Mamah to go. Keeping promises will not be naughty," he continued until he was unconscious.
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"Related ... Melati darling ..., wake up!" His aunt's voice faintly sounded calling out to little Melati. Slowly the little girl's big eyes began to open. Looking around who was still blurred in his eyes. The little lips of the girl moved as if she wanted to say something.
"You're sober, honey?" Aunty looks relieved to see Melati has opened her eyes. Aunt's eyes were swollen from crying. "What's? What dear? What do you want to talk about?" he said when he saw Melati's lips twitch. He brought his ears closer to the little girl's lips. Unfortunately nil. Not a word that his aunt could hear.
"Wait, baby, don't talk! Auntie's gonna call the doctor!" he said as he pressed the button beside the little girl's bed.
It didn't take long. Several nurses and a doctor entered Melati's ward and began to examine her.
"Thank God. The child's condition is stable. He will recover soon" said the doctor in glasses.
"Siguratlaaah .. thank you doctor." My uncle and aunt were very happy to hear this good news.
A very happy aunt immediately held Melati's hand full of love. But I don't know why. Suddenly the boy's eyes bulged. His teeth were clapping, sweat was pouring and his hands were clasping his aunt's hands with all his might.
Everyone there looked panicked. The doctor immediately checked Melati back. But he did not understand what had happened to this little girl. So the doctor ordered the nurse to give the winner an injection for the little girl.
Soon the little girl fell asleep in her bed.
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The next day, Jasmine had woken up as usual. With conditions that are getting healthier. Now he can make a sound. Speaking, though brief to his uncle and aunt.
The girl's eyes glazed over at her aunt. Then he turned to look at his uncle. There was sadness on the little girl's face.
"What did I see yesterday that was a dream? Yes it was a dream," thought the little girl reassuring herself.
Flashbacks
Yesterday when his hand was held by his aunt. The moment from which a terrifying shadow appeared in his mind. Her large pregnant aunt was sobbing in front of her uncle's body. His uncle's body was covered in blood all over his body.
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2019 Years
The girl was still staring at his face in the mirror. Mumbled something but could not be heard. I don't know. I don't know what he's muttering.
Finish brushing his teeth, then change clothes, wear a black jacket and do not forget to wear gloves. This girl, she's the Jasmine. His long hair had been cut long ago. Ever since the terrible events that had appeared in his vision accidentally, it became a bitter reality that really happened in his aunt's life.
Seriate...
