Misteri nusantara

Kepada orang ittew, sementara i tengah rajin hapdate blog ni, jangan la tegur2, kang i sentap kang baru tau. I yang tengah buat phd ni pun cam takde gaya orang buat phd la ni, asik hapdate sokmo. Oopps silap, melainkan i tengah berchenta ciktun barulah i takde masa utk hapdate blog kan, kan Esah?? Amboi boi, kata dulu chenta kat i tapi tak pernahhhhhh pun nak calling2 i..but it's Ok laling, sebenarnya one sided affair kita ni lebih best bagiku kerana aku daput kutuk ko, tapi ko sonyap je..

Anyway, entah apa angin melanda, i suka nak bercerita2 pulak these past few weeks. Let's cite misteri nusantara this time. Masa i bujang senang dulu, i jarang travel..kalau ada pun masa i kat obersea dulu, therefore tak rasa takut langsung. Ada a few times i pi ambik exam kat London or Edinburgh sinun, dok B&B sensorang (once tu memang literally sensorang because it was off season, so no other visitors, landlord dok kat basement and i was on 2nd floor), but no hal. Then bila dah kawin, i usually seret MG and kids with me, so rasa2nya tak nah tidur hotel sensorang until one time ni. Two years ago masa i ngandungkan BabyX, i had some meetings in PD. My colleague and i datang sehari lambat dpd org lain from my company so we got to occupy these two separate rooms yg memang paling hujung sekali. The layout of the hotel pulak cam rumah flat dolu2 i.e. corridornya open. Anyway, the next morning, my friend complained about masa dia tidur, she was lying on her side, pas tu dia boleh rasa hot breath on her cheek.She dared not opened her eyes to see what it was. Padahal aircond menuju direct kat dia. Thank god we were only there for one night - kalau tak the second night mesti kitaorg akan share sebilik.

MG pernah cakap kat i yg suka pot pet dlm kereta, kalau nampak apa2 jangan tegur. He said pernah sekali ni, the wife of his friend nak balik rumah and lalu kat this area in SA yg tak develop lagi..(pssttt don't worry DR and CPK, sekarang kat situ ada bangalo and terrace houses dah). It was near senja apparently (kalau MG tokok tambah tak tau la kan). There were the couple and their kids in the car. They saw this amoi standing under a tree cam nak tunggu bas, so the wife made a remark, kesian dia kena tunggu bas dah dekat nak malam ni. They thought nothing of it until they reached home. Then...........

Dah tiba rumah dah siap mandi, semayang semua tetiba the wife started to cry non-stop. Menangis tak henti2 cam sedih sangat. Laki dia pun panik so pi la panggil the jiran and pak imam and what have you lah. Ada orang yg boleh mengubat ni cakap when she said kesiannya kat amoi tadi, of course la amoi was not real amoi (not drag queen either hehe)...uols tau lah apa itu kan..Apparently, this amoi committed suicide, was not happy with her burial rites, ceremony whatever (boleh demand queen pulak) so she wanted to tell her storylah kononnya. Dapat pulak orang yg bersimpati kat dia tadi tu..So according to MG, moral of the story, mulut jangan lepas even though nak tunjuk simpati. The lady had to berubat for sometime jugaklah.

My mum said, these beings have affinity for some people. Yg lemah..tak taulah lemah had mana because from this other person i observed, nak kata lemah semangat idak juga. Selalu balik kerja lambat2 cam takde apa2 pun.

This other person was at my workplace. She went for some camp over the weekend at this seaside place. Adala cross country, masuk hutan semua. Masa tu 'best friend'nya datang (ko tau tak sapa best friendnya Lukmang?). I was told masa hari diaorang sampai, the bus passed by an upacara bakar mayat hindu. The next day dia dah start buat perangai pelik. Tak mau tidur, asik nangis je. According to another staff ni, each time sebelum dia buat perangai mesti precede with bau busuk. Apparently ada jugak sorang dua yg lain kena sama. The weekend was over and she came to work, but masih cam weng lagi. Duduk je kat meja staring into space. Bila start bau busuk and minah tu nangis je, kengkawannya pun tau la sapa datang. And then, bila bau busuk, kalau sesapa tak tegur, it's go away just like that. Otherwise, jadi dramalah. Once, she was right infront of me! I tengok mata dia melilau je. Then the other staffs came and pujuk dia, baca itu ini what have you lah. Memang mata nampak liar and her limbs were stiff. Bila jalan, kaki tangan depang je and all fingers and toes splayed out. Yang kelakarnya, when that happened right infront of me, sibukla kengkawannya nak pi cari lada hitam, garam and a sound guy to azan. But most staffs were on courses or cuti, so yg ada was this youngish staff. FYI, this guy memang smart looking, metrosexual nampak gayanya...but he couldn't perform uols! Tu la, control macho sangat. Sib baik ada sorang trainee tu kitaorg seret je dia suh azan.

She was brought to the surau. Kebetulan ada sorang staff husband dia boleh ubat2 orang ni and he came. I pi tengok nak menyibuk sama. I was curious you see. So ada la jari kaki dia kena picit and she screamed. Adala baca2 sikit and then the man asked her to mengucap. She just said, la, la, la (bukan lalalala cam menyanyi tu). Then the man said, sebut betul2. Jangan cakap la, la, la saja. Then dia sedar but was very weak. Was sent home and advised to berubat sampai baik semula. Lepas tu baru tau cerita, not only she picked up the 'thing' from the camp (apparently yg mayat kena bakar tu was a young woman yg committed suicide..entah betul entah tidak), ghope2nya she had another mak, bapak, anak yg dah bertapa lama kat badannya. Apparently jin/bunian that she picked up from the workplace (pssttt..Esah, opis minah tu dulu is my present cluster..takutt!) and nak kawan2 ngan dia. So back to the point, memang sesetengah orang ni depa berkenan betul..but jenis camna tak tau la (apa2 pun i tak nak jadi jenis tu).

A few nights ago, i nak tutup langsir kat pintu balcony i. My house overlooks the padang and children playground. There was this lady on the swing, but membelakangi, so tak nampak mukanya. I'm sure orang..(pasal pakai leggings and tank top but rambut panjang sampai lepas bahu..erk??). Lama i pandang...masa tu MG tengah terdadar atas katil (for those yg tak tau istilah ni, it means terkangkang cam telur dadar tu)menunggu isya. I had to tell him..so, i went up to him and bisik kat dia, ada pompuan main buai kat tengah padang tu. And uols tau apa dia cakap???? Biarkan lah...

Hish! idakle curious nak tengok..ceh! Uols rasa dia takut ke??? I pulak idakle nak tengok banyak kali lak..kat balcony i ada kerusi and i always sleep with the sliding door opened. Taknak la pulak dari swing (katakan la akak bukan akak tulen) pi pindah ke kerusi balcony i kan???

OK, banyak cite lagi di lain masa. Taraaa!

P/S This post is sent 10 hours later because i couldn't finish it last night. Seram la pulak..