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Part 2 Mom

"Bil, handle!" om Gio said seriously. I held firmly to the grip that was above my head. Om Gio slammed the steering wheel to the right, then to the left. Something on top of the car started to fall, but it was still on top. The sound of thumping sounds is clear. When I looked up, there was a dent above me.

"Om what is it?" I'm still curious. I am not afraid, because since childhood Om Gio always taught me not to be afraid when dealing with these creatures. And also because there's Om Gio here. He is 60 years old, but he is still one of the people I admire. His strength I still have a thumbs up. And Om Gio was my first teacher in martial arts. Certainly without Papa's knowledge.

My dad is often busy with his work. He was at home for only 1 week in a month. You could say Papa is someone who is crazy about work. That's why I'm not so close to Papa, I'm more comfortable with Om Gio.

"Om doesn't know either. Careful, Bil. Get the gun on the dash board!" tell it. I nodded and obeyed his orders.

The car stopped suddenly. Something fell on the hood of the car then in front of the car. We kept silent, keeping an eye on the person who was now in front of us. The lights panned forward, and made us able to see clearly. The man got up slowly. And as he stood up perfectly, we clearly saw his face.

His teeth are pointed, his nails sharp. Ah, is it possible that he's a Wendigo?

"Maybe the wendigo you killed had a colony, Bil?" tanya Om Gio seemed to be able to read my mind.

"Either. It's possible." I got out of the car with a gun in my hand. Om Gio followed me and we both confronted the disgusting creature. Om Gio attacked first, he used his bare hands. Apparently there's only one gun in the car. I'm trying to find a loophole to be able to shoot the creature, but I also have to be careful with Om Gio. I can't go wrong on target.

But suddenly someone attacked me from behind. I fell down with a gun thrown away from my hand. A Wendigo appears behind me. He managed to hurt my face. We faced each other, he showed off his sharp pointed teeth. While I looked at him hatefully. He hissed, and immediately ran closer to me. I approached quickly, screaming. With a quick movement I turned and made his body wrapped around my feet, I slammed him to the ground. But my leg got bitten. I screamed again in pain. Om Gio lost focus, and was injured by the wendigo claw he was dealing with.

Suddenly an eruption from Om Gio's gun left one wendigo dead. His body slowly shrank and only a skull wrapped in skin and clothes remained. The second shot hit the wendigo's head. I was looking for the person who had done this, and it turned out that Brother Rayi was not far from us.

"When are you okay?" he asked and managed to get Om Gio to look at me, asking for an explanation.

Before leaving we burned two wendigo corpses. Killing the Wendigo does not require any special tools, because they are actually humans who turn into cannibals, due to the influence of the devil in his heart. They make a pact with the devil and become wendigos for some purpose. Well, of course they should eat. And their food is the human body.

The flames still look big because we doused them with gasoline. Om Gio glanced at me, and looked at Brother Rayi who was still staring at us alternately. I know Om Gio's gaze, it has a purpose. After taking a deep breath, I walked up to Brother Rayi who was standing by his motorbike. I cleared my throat, he who had originally sat on his iron horse, then stood up.

"I .. earlier, they ...," I explained, pointing to the two bodies he had killed and we burned together. Kinda nervous.

"What are they?"

"Wendigo," I said staring at Brother Rayi coldly.

"What's? A wendigo?"

"Hm, yes, Brother. Monsters. As soon as I'm calling it. One of the monsters in this world. Many people may not know that this creature actually exists. Some people think they are just myths. The evidence ... See? Yes that's them."

"And you? Why would you know?"

"When he's been dealing with such creatures since he was a child. I, his papa, and some of our friends have indeed faced off against some demons like that." Om Gio added.

"You?"

"Gio. Om Nabila," explained Om Gio while extending his hand to Kak Rayi, and Kak Rayi also returned the hand. They get to know each other officially, and finally there are many questions from Om Gio's mouth as if interrogating Kak Rayi.

"I'm afraid we'll watch the game" I said, cutting off their conversation, staring at the watch that was coiled around my wrist.

"What match?"

"WWF."

"You watch that?" asked Rayi with a surprised expression.

"Yes, it's over."

Om Gio's phone rang, he walked away from us and received the call. While Rayi and I were still chatting, and discussing about my favorite of the spectacle.

"Newly you, the woman who likes the same spectacle as that, Bil," he said with a chuckle. "I think you're a woman who prefers, eum .. Korean movies or ...."

"Like it too."

"Oh so."

Om Gio is back again, he looks rushed. "Bil, we're going to the hospital!" bring him.

"Why?"

"Your mom."

My body immediately went limp as Om Gio said that. I nodded and said goodbye to Brother Rayi. No more wishes, other than to meet Mama. Mama's been in a coma since I was a kid. And all this time Mama lived with the help of tools in the hospital. For 9 years, my mother was unconscious. The doctor actually wanted to remove all the tools attached to the body of the mother, but Papa did not allow it. Papa always thought that Mama would come back to her senses and regroup with us. While me? I don't know, I don't know what I really want. For me, my family has been a mess since long ago. Since then.

Om Gio parked in front of the hospital, although this is not the parking lot that should be, but we do not have time anymore. I ran first to my mother's room. The atmosphere in the hospital was already quiet, but there was still some activity here. This place is one that will continue to live for 24 hours. Some of the patients I came to see were at the entrance.

I quickly climbed up the stairs, because the elevator looked long. I can't wait to find out about Mom's condition now. Until I finally reached a room, inside there was a doctor who was handling my mother. I just walked in, and was blocked by the nurse inside. He told me to get out, while the doctor looked at me and finally allowed me to stay inside. "Mama why?"

"Time of death 02.00." That sentence really broke my heart. My body slid to the floor, tears began to flood down my cheeks. I heard footsteps from outside and came inside, Om Gio caught up with me and asked the same thing.

Without saying anything, Om Gio squatted on the floor and immediately pulled me into his arms. I burst into tears and hugged Om Gio tightly. Mama's body has been stretched stiff, the blanket covers Mama's body to the head. I became hysterical and ran to the bed where my mother was still lying.

I opened the blanket that covered my mother's face, hugged her while continuing to call out to her. Om Gio approached and tried to calm me down. But I don't want to hear it this time, I'm still sick, I'm really missing. 9 years mama's lying on the bed, hoping one day she wakes up, and in fact now it is the bitter pill that I have to swallow.

The house was getting crowded, I just stayed in a chair near the corpse of mama lying down. This morning we will be burying my mother. Just waiting for Papa to come home. Last night Om Gio said that Papa had been told. And on the way home.

I just sit still, sometimes welcoming a helping hand or a hug from my brother or friend papa and mama. The rest Om Gio accompanied them. I don't think I want to meet those people, they're too much drama. Saying a condolence sentence but his makeup is not worthy to be in the funeral home. There are usually some socialite women who try to get close to me, with all their sweet words that do not touch my heart at all. I knew that they only wanted to get my attention, because they wanted to replace my mother in my heart. My dad is handsome, and a lot of women want him. I don't even know what you're doing out there.

"You are stoic, if there is a problem and want to talk, just tell the same aunt," said one of papa's business friends. Her clothes are so fashionable, with thick makeup and make me sick.

"I'd rather talk to Bi Wati than same aunt!" I said ketus.

Someone appeared from behind the door, shut up and started to go inside. This woman in front of me immediately stood up and greeted papa. I immediately approached the body of the mother, tidying up the mother because many times many people who open the cover on the pretext of wanting to see the face of the mother for the last time.

"Bil, sorry papa. Pops ...."

"Mama's dead, Pa. So papa can get married again" I quipped by glancing at the woman earlier. He smiled happily at my words.

"What are you talking about?! Why talk like that?"

Without answering anything, I went from that place back to the room. No longer concerned with the call papa who echoed to the corner of the house. And make things feel more uncomfortable. Mama is gone. I'm sure papa comes home less and less now. And I'm used to it like this. Maybe later I should start getting used to not seeing papa for a long time.

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It's the third day since my mother's death. Papa's been busy since the day my mom died. He doesn't even know that I haven't been to school since yesterday. Today Om Gio is not home, and I decided to go out of the house for some fresh air.

When I was already on the home page, a message came in making me dumbfounded.

[Hi, Bill. You haven't been to school yet? There's a test tomorrow, you come?]

Ah, right too. Tomorrow is taekwondo exam time. And I can't miss that opportunity.

Without me noticing, apparently Brother Rayi sent me a message earlier. Even on the first day my mother died.

[Bil, I got your number from Zidan. I'm sorry, yeah, Bil. You are strong, yes. You're patient. Don't forget to eat.]

[Are you okay?]

[Bil, is wendigo contagious? There's something strange about Faza.]

Those are the messages Rayi's sister sent me. And I'm interested in the message about Brother Faza.

[Sir Faza why?] I sent the message to Rayi's sister, walking to the highway ahead. But suddenly my phone rang and there was a number of Kak Rayi that I had not had time to save earlier.

"Yes, brother?"

"Are you all right?"

"Eum, I'm good. Sorry, I did not have time to reply to Rayi's message, yesterday ... Been busy. I can't hold a cell phone."

"Yes, I understand. Just want to make sure you're in shape."

"Sir Faza is weird why?"

"Oh yeah, his appetite's a little weird, Bil. He eats a lot now. Not as usual."

"But don't eat people, do you?"

"Eum, I don't know. Maybe yes, maybe not. Now, he's not going to school."

"Sister Rayi can pick me up now? We're going to Faza's house."

"Now?! Lt could. Lt could. I'm picking you up now."

"Eh, but is it still school?"

"Easy. I can skip. Wait." Wait."

Phone is turned off unilaterally. And I finally waited for Rayi to come. Sitting at the front guard post. With Mr. Dio cleaning the clay near the gate. Mr. Dio didn't talk much, but he said hello, and asked me today. Mr. Dio also offered to drive me, but I refused.

"Eh, but, Brother Rayi knows my house isn't, huh? How not just any of you." I muttered to myself. And take a moment to look at the flat thing in my hand right now. "Well, call later if she's confused."

But within minutes, suddenly a motorbike stopped in front of my gate. I can recognize him immediately. Especially when he opens the helmet glass cover. "Yuk."

I moved and approached. "Kok brother Rayi know my house? I told you, didn't I?"

"I know from Zidan." He gave me a spare helmet and I put it on immediately.

We both took a motorcycle to Kak Faza's house. Actually I'm not sure that Brother Faza is turning into a wendigo. But from the story of Kak Rayi who saw the attitude of Kak Faza strange, I should check it out. And again, it feels like I'm trying to hit someone's face right now. My mother died and I fought with Papa more and more. It makes me angry and frustrated.