Accompany Me to Die
Guests Not Invited

A few days after the shocking events in the village, the atmosphere returned to normal. Residents who were initially frightened when the night approached are now normal. 

Bad rumors about curious spirits who will come to the neighbors can be dismissed with the activities of study in the mosque which for the last few days is continuously held every night. Pak Agus and Pak Tarmiji as a relief village device because they no longer have to join the night patrol.

"Assalamualaikum, doctor sir?!" mr. Tarmiji knocked on the door of the official house that was always open to the residents.

"Waalaikumusaalam, eeh sir RT? Wow let's go in. What is this tumben coming here, is anyone sick?" the Doctor welcomed his guests with a friendly manner.

"Ah, no one is sick. I'm the same Mr. Kades here just want to play around, sir doctor. I see the door has not been closed so we stop by from the mosque earlier." replied Mr. Tarmiji while glancing towards Mr. Agus.

"Oh that way, I happen to want to talk to the kades sir." 

"Ohya, what's the matter, doctor?" Agus responded immediately.

"This is a clinic issue sir. So this is …," 

Putra's doctor told Mr. Kades about the obstacles he experienced in the clinic. The conversation continued, connecting never stopped like a train. From inside her room Nayla smiled, her father sounding happy. Maybe this is exactly what they need, a new atmosphere.

Nayla breaks down her tired body on the bed. The room he occupied was wider and wider when compared to his in the city. A day with residents, going around and checking health with a ball pick up system is very tiring. Nayla closed her eyes shortly after the cushion cushion filled her with comfort.

Nayla,

A subtle whisper tickled Nayla's sleeping ears. The young doctor was agitated in his sleep.

Nayla,

Slowly Nayla opened her eyes, curiosity made her tickle to find out who was calling her. He was lost, there was no one in his room. Nayla put on an ear, quiet.

There was no voice of the fathers talking. 

Nayla opened the door of her room, sure enough that no one outside left only the front door that was still open. Nayla looked at the clock on the wall, she shook her head as the clock showed ten o'clock in the evening.

"Hhm, his name is ngundang maling like this! Last night why the hell didn't you close the door." he pulled both doorknobs and closed it tightly and locked it.

"Well, dad's inside, right? Nay lock the door?!" Nayla asked as she walked into her room.

Tok .. tok, 

The sound of knocking on the door shocked Nayla, she turned around and listened to the sound of knocking on the door.

Tok .. tok .. tok, the sound of the knock was heard again.

"Who?" Nayla raised her voice a little.

There was no response from outside but Nayla ventured to open the door. It is not impossible if the one who comes is an emergency patient. Nayla and her father were used to receiving patients at unusual hours.

"Just a second!"

The door was wide open but there was no one there. Nayla goes out and dips herself on the porch. It's quiet, it's foggy, and there's nobody outside. Nayla touched the nape of her neck, the atmosphere of horror felt increasingly thick with the sound of crickets and nocturnal birds that sounded loud.

"Nay,"

Nayla's eyes rounded hearing a heavy voice calling out to her from behind.

"You know, you don't open the door!" mumbled wailing.

"Nailla,"

Nayla was still unmoved, her body was stiff and trembling, her heart was racing, Nayla was slowly looking back and her face almost fainted.

"Dooor! Nay, what do you think I'm a ghost?" Rigid giggled amusedly at the frightened face of Pias Nayla.

"Haduuh, damn you! I want my heart to be broken!"

Harder laughs back to get a punch berpubi from Nayla, "Lagian, called from earlier even look ahead instead of noleh! Just do your work!"

"You're bad, if I hang on and keep fainting how do you try?" nayla protests with her pouting face.

"Simple, I swoon when I pass out! If you need artificial breath!"

"Iiish, bummer!"

Tegar continues to tease Nayla making the two even more familiar. Nayla did not mind the attitude of Hardcore, however she was also happy because there was a interlocutor. Likewise with Tegar, the presence of Nayla brings a new atmosphere to his heart after breaking up from Najwa, the girl he was dating while wandering in the city.

"You haven't slept?" ask after they are satisfied they laugh.

"Udah earlier, woke up because .. something." answered Nayla not frankly if she woke up because someone called her.

"Ge-er is you!" Nayla laughs. "You haven't slept yet?" connect Nayla.

"Not sleepy, I don't usually also sleep. Maybe it's because there's a beautiful doctor who lives here."

"Hhhmm, the dreadlocks start at four in the afternoon!" sahut Nayla chuckles.

"Eeh wait here, I made ginger milk so let's go!" without waiting for Nayla's answer, Tegar went inside just like that.

"Eeh, I was left alone! Basic Rigid!" Nayla could only shake her head without being able to prevent a Stiff will.

"Doctor!" a weak voice greeted Nayla.

"Astaghfiullah! Oh my God, surprise me sir!"

Nayla watched the gloved man and wore a peci standing in front of him. His face was pale, his lips were blue.

"Oh my God, are you all right? Here sir come in let me check."

With a swift Nayla approached the middle-aged man and brought him inside. He took his equipment and checked it immediately.

"Try breathing sir, exhale .. good, does anyone get sick while breathing in?"

The man shook his head slowly, Nayla went back to check. But to be honest Nayla felt a little strange, the middle-aged man's body in front of her was so cold and smelled bad. 

"What father is feeling now?"

"Fear, I'm thirsty. Can I have a drink?"

"Well, oh yeah, I'll take it for a second." Nayla took one glass of bottled mineral that was available on the table, then gave it to the man.

"Thank you, ma'am, I'll go home first."

"Lho father I have not checked you know, the medicine also I have not given you." prevent Nayla worried because the father was desperate to leave.

The man shook his head slowly and walked slowly leaving Nayla who was still preventing her.

"Sir, father! Wait a minute, how do I get home?"

"Naila!" Tegar called out to him loudly, the young man hurriedly pulled Nayla's hand.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"That's why the father came home, so close his face! Yuk, get me!"

Rigidly confused, he dizzy looking for the figure referred to as the father with a pale face. "Where's Nay?"

"Duh, you mostly do! He turned there!"

Hardcore really didn't see anyone Nayla meant. "Yes entered first, the father also did not take care of you!" 

Nayla clucked in annoyance, she turned her head towards the man earlier and finally followed Rigid steps. Arriving inside, Tegar gives Nayla a glass of water. 

"Drink!"

"Lho, where's the ginger milk?"

"This is it, let you calm down." said Tegar without saying much.

Nayla drank up the water bath from Tegar, and then sat down in a chair. His eyes stared at the still intact bottled beverage glass on the table. He looked at the Stiff who was still watching him.

"This is …,"

"Why?"

"Sir, he drank this water. But how is this still intact?" Nayla's confused.

Tegar let out a long sigh and sat down next to the young doctor who was in confusion.

"You're daritadi alone here. I didn't see anyone come in here to check. Right in the kitchen I hear you talking but as soon as I see, you talk to yourself. There's nobody here but me."

Hearing the story of Hardcore, Nayla limp. "Seriously Gar, you didn't see me wearing the same scabbard I checked?"

Tegar shook sure. Nayla leaned her back limply she turned her head out, a thin blur still enveloping the village. The dim lighting of the road makes the situation more dramatic and terrible. The young doctor was lulled with illusions that markedly deceived him.