MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 71 THE INCLUSION OF THE SUBTLE SPIRIT

I feel so dazed again. Bi Yati immediately caught my body that was about to collapse. Then I heard bi Yati yelling for help.

"Tolowg! Mas Teguh, help Aryani's mother." I can still hear bi Yati's screams.

He ran towards us. And immediately grabbed my body. Then I headed towards the chair. And occupy me.

"Get me some water, Bi!" the orders of Teguh.

Bi Yati hurried to get me a glass of warm water.

"There's wind oil or eucalyptus oil, Bi?" tanya mas Teguh, after receiving a glass from bi Yati and drinking it to me.

Bi Yati immediately went to my mother-in-law's room. Because mom used to use eucalyptus oil.

Mas Teguh smeared my neck with eucalyptus oil. Up to my nape.

Like being stung by electricity, when the hands of the Teguh mas touched my nape. Because that's my most sensitive part.

"Oh sorry, Dek. I just apply eucalyptus oil only" said mas Teguh feel bad.

"Nothing mas" I said holding amused.

"Bi, please accompany Aryani to bed tonight. Arka let me accompany you. You can sleep in the mother's room" said Mas Teguh.

"Okay, Mas" bi Yati replied. Then Mas Teguh memapah me to my mother-in-law's room which he had considered his own mother.

Mas Teguh has been nurtured by my family-in-law since adolescence. One of his duties was to accompany and guard the Arka mas. Because Arka mas often sickly if there is something wrong with food or activity.

And now, without being ordered, Teguh always tried to keep Arka and me.

"Rest. You sleep here accompanied by bi Yati. Arka let me accompany you. I'm going to sleep here tonight. So don't be afraid anymore, huh?" mas Teguh.

I'm nodding. And trying to close my eyes, after the teguh mas enveloped me.

"Bi, look after Aryani. If there's anything, call me right away. I was in front if not in Arka's room" said Mas Teguh to bi Yati.

"Yes, Mas Teguh. I will accompany Aryani ma'am" bi Yati replied obediently.

Because my mother-in-law always taught her workers to respect Teguh, like they respect Arka.

Then I came out of my mother's room. I tried to close my eyes. I prayed all I could to get rid of my fear.

Bi Yati took out a floor mattress and was about to sleep. I forbade him and told him to sleep next to me. I'm really scared tonight.

All the scary events like the movie just kept spinning in my head. I shivered from fear.

"Bu Aryani why?" ask bi Yati. Then he grabbed my forehead.

"Mother body is hot. Mother fever. I'll get you a compress first, okay?" bi Yati said. Without waiting for my approval bi Yati moved and left the room.

I was scared because I was left alone. Unknowingly I shouted loudly.

Mas Teguh immediately approached me. He looked very panicked to see me who kept screaming. He tried to calm me down by sitting on the side of the bed and patting my shoulders slowly.

I felt comfortable and stopped my screams.

Bi Yati came with warm water in a small basin and a small towel. Mas Teguh compresses my forehead.

Unknowingly, my hand clasped tightly to the hand. I don't want to let go.

"Bi, please accompany Aryani first. I want to call Mr. Ustadz" said Mas Teguh.

Then he got out of bed and was replaced by bi Yati. I changed to hold onto Bi Yati's hand tightly.

Bi Yati was heard reciting prayers for me. He also looks very panicked.

Not long after that, I went back to my mother's room. He took a chair and sat down. He opened the Koran and read it.

I tried to close my eyes. But my brain can't stop remembering the scary events I've been through.

From the moment I saw the bodies of my parents. Seeing my dead grandmother in my arms. As I waited for my father-in-law's body in front of the morgue, until my mother-in-law's death.

All those bad memories seemed to be spinning and dancing in my head. And the scary man's face came back.

I screamed hysterically again. Steady until he got back into bed and tried to calm me down.

And before long, there came a man who was firmly calling Mr. Ustadz. Get out of bed immediately. And cheers up that guy.

Bi Yati could not go anywhere, because my hands continued to hold tightly to her hands.

Then I heard Mr. Ustadz reciting prayers for me. My hand, which was holding bi Yati's hand, was grabbed. He held my hand tightly.

But I don't feel anything. Everything feels floating. The bad memories that haunt me.

I saw that Mr. Ustadz was sitting in the chair that was sitting in the teguh mas. He kept on reciting prayers for me.

I heard he asked for a glass of water in a new glass. Then he recited the prayers in front of the glass, and blew them away slowly.

"Mas Teguh and bi Yati, can you help me drink this water?" ask Mr. Ustadz.

Mas Teguh and bi Yati climbed back into bed and tried to drink the water that had been prayed for by Mr. Ustadz just now.

Mas Teguh propped my head with his hands, while bi Yati tried to drink it to me.

Like a thirsty man, I gulped down the water. I still hear Mr. Ustadz continue to recite sacred verses for me.

Me why? Why am I so scared like this? There are so many questions in my head that I can't answer.

Mr. Ustadz continued to recite the holy verses from the small Koran he brought.

I'm getting restless. My body feels hot. But I'm shivering. My body is not energized. The bones seemed to come off. And I'm warming an incredible amount of heat.

Mr. Ustadz continued to recite the holy verse. I just kept reaching for Teguh's hand. He also held it tight.

And when the reading of Mr. Ustadz came to a verse, the verse of the chair, I immediately cried out hysterically again.

Mas Teguh further tightened his grip. I also moved my hand. I feel just grasping, but I hold the pain.

The chanting of the holy verse continues to echo in my ears. I feel like a seizure. My whole body feels stiff. And for a moment I was unconscious.

But I can still hear those holy verses. Until I finally screamed again. And I felt like I was losing consciousness.

I vaguely heard people talking.

"What happened to Aryani, Mr Ustadz?" ask a voice that I recognize as the voice of a teguh mas.

"He seems to be a subtle-spirit. What did he do before?"

"So ahead of Maghrib we passed the cemetery near the saung there. At the door of the funeral we saw a man. I recognized him as the guardian of the tomb. But Aryani screams hysterically and unconscious. I was helped by residents who happened to be passing by, bringing him to my house. Almost three hours he was unconscious."

"Then?"

"After he realized, I took him home. But he didn't want to cross the usual path for fear of meeting that person again. I also took him on a detour. Arriving at this house everything's fine."

"Yes, Mr. Ustadz. I'm sorry I asked Aryani. Then he suddenly shouted and dropped his freshly brewed coffee cup."

"What happened to Aryani, Mr Ustadz?"

"He was possessed by an evil spirit from the funeral. It could be because you passed it before Maghrib. Where many subtle creatures began to sway. Hopefully with the readings of the holy verse earlier, Aryani ma'am can be normal again."

"I'm sorry to go home, Mas Teguh. If there's anything call me again. Please don't leave him alone tonight."

Then I faintly saw Mr. Ustadz coming out of my room.