《Koleksi Seram》Rumah Sewa
Advertisement
Kalau dah dipanggil berjauhan dengan keluarga, mestilah wajib kena sewa rumah berdekatan. Belajar punya pasal, sanggup redah mana sahaja rumah walaupun rumah sewa tu keras. Tak sewa rumah tu pulak, takkan aku nak tinggal bawah jambatan. Aku perempuan kot, maruah besar kena dijaga. Negeri Sembilan ni boleh tahan besar tapi taklah sebesar mulut menganga kawanku. Dia geliat puas, dan pejam mata balik. Aku buat apa? aku sibuk memerhati kawanku yang lain.
Kalu diikutkan, aku rapat dengan si Syam ni je dan yang lain semuanya temannya si Syam. Semuanya perempuan k! dan kebetulan kita orang belajar dalam maktab yang sama, jadi kenalah rapat. Kalau tak tegur, dikatakan sombong. Nasib mereka boleh diajak bergaul, kalau sesetengah orang pasti akan menjelingkan mata. Macam buat hal masing-masing lah tapi kami tak. Kalau sudah begitu, aku apa lagi! Sama-sama peramah, sama-sama menggila. Tak gitu?
Malam tu hening je rasa, semua dah masuk tidur. Aku sebilik dengan Syam, dan kawannya. Rumah sewa ni ada dua bilik dan bilik satu lagi. Tiga orang juga berpenghuni, dan kesemuanya sudah dialam lain. Maksud aku, alam mimpi. Ish!
Mata aku dah mula kuyu, disebabkan terlalu over sangat belajar. Aku terlelap di atas meja studyku. Lena punya lena, aku tersedar. Jam tepat pukul tiga pagi, mungkin Allah gerakkan aku untuk sembahyang tahajjud. Ingat senang ke nak berpeluang sebegini? Jadi, aku kemas buku-buku yang berselerak atas meja.
'Macam manalah boleh tertidur dekat sini. Aduhai nasibku yang malang oh Tuhan...' Sempat lagi aku menyanyi dikala waktu begini.
Asyik-asyik mengemas, aku terdengar bunyi air di dapur. Mungkin dalam bilik air kot!
'Siapa pulak mandi ni?' gerutu aku dalam hati.
Aku tak kisah sangat siapa nak mandi tapi siapa yang bangun untuk mandi malam-malam? Aku tahu dalam rumah ni yang rajin bangun waktu begini, hanya aku je. Aku tengok bilik sebelahku, eh mereka tidur! jadi, siapa mandi?
Advertisement
Dalam bilik air, kami menggunakan baldi besar dan ceboknya untuk membasuh seluruh badan. Tiada paip hujan, tiada air terjun. Air terjun kau!
Otak aku mula memikirkan benda lain. Astarghfirullahalazim! Aku pergi juga ke bilik air, nak tak nak. Kena juga! kalau tak mana lagi aku nak ambil wudhuk? aku menguak pintu bilik air. Tersentak aku melihat lantai itu berlimpahkan air. Walaubagaimanapun, aku kena mengambil wudhuk tanpa menghiraukan keadaan sekeliling aku tetap ambil air sembahyang dan terus ke bilik. Selesai solat sunat, aku mengaji. Bunyi air di dalam bilik air semakin lama semakin hilang.
'Alhamdulillah' kataku di dalam hati. Mungkin ini gangguan syaitan ataupun jin. Kita bangun untuk menyembah Allah, mungkin mereka marah. Jadi dengan cara tu, mungkin mereka dapat menghalangku daripada beribadat tapi dengan kebesaran Allah. Dialah melindungiku... aku bersyukur.
Keesokannya, aku tidak akan sesekali menceritakan kepada mereka apa yang berlaku. Kalau diceritakan, mungkin mereka akan takut. Jadi, aku mendiamkan diri.
Malam tu, benda yang sama berlaku. Aku tidak keseorangan, malah bersama dengan si Syam. Kami belajar lebih pada malam tu. Aku melihat Syam yang sudah terketar-ketar. Aku menenangkannya... mungkin masanya aku kena bagitahu mereka.
Mereka tersentak dan berpandangan sesama sendiri.
"Nak buat macamana, malam ni kita kena baca yassin ramai-ramai dan solat hajat" kataku memberi cadangan. Mereka bersetuju, kebetulan pula semuanya dapat solat.
Malam tu, kami membaca yassin dan solat hajat bersama-sama. Berterusan melakukan itu, supaya jin itu keluar dari rumah ini.
Jin? ya, jin. Jin tua yang sudah lama tinggal di dalam rumah ini. Dia tidak menggangu kami, cuma sekadar mandi dan bila kami tengok. Macam biasalah air melimpah di atas lantai. Uih!
Akulah yang selalu mengaji dan solat hajat untuk menghalau jin itu. Kawan-kawanku yang lain hanya melepas batuk di tangga, mungkin mereka tidak biasakan diri. Aku dulu sudah diajar dari kecil, bangun malam untuk beribadat. Aku tinggal bersama nenekku, dan dialah selalu mengajarku. Tidak rugi langsung bangun pada waktu malam untuk beribadat. Hati pun tenang...
Lama-kelamaan, jin itu sudah tidak lagi melakukan perkara yang sama. Mungkin dia sudah lari dari rumah kami. Alhamdulillah kini kami tinggal dalam keadaan yang selesa tanpa sebarang gangguan...
Advertisement
- In Serial19 Chapters
Until You Do It Right
The world ended on December thirty-first of the year two thousand and twenty, precisely at the stroke of midnight. The human race began to be systematically exterminated by the spawn of the System. We were given a chance to defeat them, to take back our place at the top of the food chain. We failed. The first to perish were those who bravely rebelled. The soldiers. The defenders. One by one, they fell. In their final moments, they begged for aid. Nobody replied. The next to succumb were those who feebly cowered. The deniers. The leeches. Together, they fell. In their final moments, they cried out into the darkness. Countless voices replied in kind. The last to decline were those who shamelessly ran. The deserters. The cowardly. Alone, they fell. In their final moments, they whimpered quietly. There was nobody left to answer. The final human to die was a survivor. A runner. As he died, he begged for salvation. His prayers were answered. He was offered a chance to save himself, along with all of humanity, and he took it. This is his story. “I sat in the dark and thought: There’s no big apocalypse. Just an endless procession of little ones.”― Neil Gaiman, Signal to Noise. I am absolutely new to writing and will take any and all constructive criticism. Please give feedback, it is greatly appreciated. I will update the tags as they change, and I hope that you enjoy this little story I'm writing! Quick warning: Seamus is intentionally a flawed character, and this story is going to explore those flaws and perhaps even change a few of them. I do not agree with all of his actions, but it is what it is.
8 250 - In Serial18 Chapters
The First Light Mage
A Fantasy/Xianxia fusion, inspired by Avatar The Last Airbender. Liam is one of the few forgotten in a world where almost everybody can control spiritual forces to perform supernatural feats. This is the tale of how he finally found his calling. Authors Note:Hey guys, this is the first piece of creative writing I've ever done. I would greatly appreciate any feedback you wish to share. I hope you enjoy it. Participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge
8 173 - In Serial6 Chapters
(OLD) Progenitor of Mana (OLD)
Leo had always dreamed of the feats. he would be able to accomplish if he had access to something like magic. Creating technology that ran on mana, ruling kingdoms by an iron fist, exploring a vast world full of adventure. But alas his world never had any until one morning when everything changed because of a System? This story is not for the light hearted, at least that is the direction I have it going.
8 91 - In Serial6 Chapters
Ascendancy
The Ascendancy of man has come. Humanity has risen to the stars above, spanning multiple Galaxies. Centuries of warfare and strife as each faction fought for new worlds, and territory. Then came the Empress, eternal in her glory. She unified the scattered factions under one banner, creating the Empire of Humanity. This came with opposition of its own however. Rebellion was a constant, and rampant plague upon the Empire. People who were unhappy with the status qua, and the militaristic brutality of the new Empire rose up across the Galaxy. Thus the Empire began the creation of genetically modified humans. Altered in the wombs of previously altered female soldiers to further the cultivation of the perfect super soldier.These infants are placed through a crucible of death, and a curriculum of brain washing to ensure utter loyalty to the Empire, the Empress, and those they are placed under. They kill, and slaughter without thought or feeling if ordered.Follow our newly minted Captain as he forges a path through this Empire, working for the glory of his Empress, and General. All while the Empire slowly enters the sights of an unseen, and deadly foe. -------------A.N--------------------This fiction is violent, it will have war crimes, cruelty, mind breaking situations, and a great deal of death and practicality in thought process, it is a PURELY dark fiction. the MC is not a Hero as you would term him, he is a soldier doing as ordered. This fiction is also recommended for 18+ only.
8 168 - In Serial20 Chapters
The Slump God (Stokeley Imagines)
Imagine that...
8 233 - In Serial63 Chapters
Jjba oneshots
Jjba oneshots that's all oh and now head cannons! Request are open. Now one more thing before I go! WWWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
8 155

