Repost!

Although Ive told to several people (especially Lau n Hanna yang gw critakan immediately stlah gw mngalaminya dan buat yg tgl 18feb2010 les Mat ama Pak Hartawan jam5), I still wanna write about it here.

Rabu Abu kmaren, me n Patty misa jam 7. (btw, karna uda aga telat ga dapet tmpat duduk dan PG baru 2 orang, PG aja dehh. :p). slesai misa, we went outside, waited in front of Avila (Christian Bookstore in front of d Church). But it was 9, so tokonya uda tutup. Sooo, suasana remang2 gtu, ada yg jualan bakso dan otak2. Me n Patty was sitting, waiting for our daddy. Tertarik dengan otak2, I walked to the otak2 seller. On my way to the otak2 seller, ada seseorang, didefine nih ya : tinggi, kacamata, aga culun, aga brantakan, clana n baju kegedean, berjaket ga diresleting, nanya Patty tapi ngmgnya ga jelas. The only words I heard : ‘kuliah ya?’. Huhh? Helo! Penting amat koko, ptanyaannya. Ckck. Patty emang jarang nyolot ama orang, ‘engga, smp 3 kok’.  Then that ‘koko’ pointed his finger at me, asked ‘Dia? Sama juga?’. Don’t know why, don’t know how, I felt that I have to be NYOLOT, I felt that this ‘koko’ wasn’t a good person. So I answered super-nyolot-ly, ‘Ngga, SMA’.  I still felt not right about this ‘koko’. I told Patty, ‘don’t make any eyecontact, watch out’. Then we went back to our seat, enjoying otak2. Again, reminded Patty to be careful, kayanya ada yang ga bener ama ‘koko’ ini. Sambil makan, sambil ketawa2, Patty smsan gtu deh. Ga lama, seorang yg lebih culun openned a conversation with us, again, define orangnya dulu: pendek, atasan kotak2, clana coklat, kacamata yg lebih culun, overall culun lah. We were sitting, he was standing kan, so he had to bow a bit to look at our eyes. He asked several GEJE questions, ‘misa jumat agung jam brapa ya?’, ‘misa sabtu paling malem jam brapa ya?’. I tried my best not to see his eyes. Jangankan mata, muka aja ga mau liat, was2. As I can remember, orang culun ini terlihat mmbungkukkan badannya berkali2, tried to see our face (or even more, our eyes). Soon after ending our conversation, orang culun itu nengok ke kanan (me n Patty di kiri orang culun itu),  and argh, he gave some signs to ‘koko’. I remember distinctly they were giving signs,though not obviously (but I know they are doing so) n it feels frightening.  Pasti lah mreka bersekongkol. I told Patty, ‘mreka skawan pat’. DEG! Patty said ‘pindah yu ke dalem’. I agreed, ‘yu!’.

Berhubung otak2 masi di tangan, tadinya kita mau masuk ke dalem greja ga jadi, jadi kita ke Goa Maria aja (tmpatnya diblakang greja, outdoor). Ga ada siapa2 disitu. Merasa takut, I told Patty to pray for our safety. I finished my prayer before Patty did. When I was looking around, ‘KOKO’ IS COMING. OMG! I whispered Patty who sat praying beside me, ‘matila pat, orangnya dateng!’. Patty hadnt even finished her prayer.  I said, ‘adu pat, mau ke toilet’. Soon after, Patty said ‘ce, koor yu d greja’. Me: ‘ayu!”. (haha, I know, emang ga nyambung, yahh gmana, orang panik!). Patty were rushing, openning every door she could see. I could see her half running. I said, ‘jangan buru2 pat, kliatan kaburnya’, ‘gila pat, jangan buru2’. Patty kliatan bnar2 ketakutan, kaya dikejar setan aja, ckck. Pintu greja yg (kayanya) bisa dibuka jem sgitu cuma ada 1. Pintu kecil, posisinya di sblah pintu utama. Harusnya ditarik, saking paniknya, Patty malah dorong, tapi akhirnya ditarik juga buat masuk. Patty bahkan uda ga ambil aer suci trus bikin tanda salib, langsung stngah lari jalan ke barisan paling depan. I followed her. I told her, ‘ayo pat doa’. Sambil ngos2an, we prayed. Fortunately, ada koor yg lagi latian di dalem greja. Ada yang menenangkan sedikiiiittt. Patty requested me, ‘ce, pindah ke situ (ke deket koor) yu.’ I answered, ‘ga usa lahh’. Akhirnya dia maksa, duduk deket2 koor, ampe duduk di DEPAN koor. Pas koor slesai nyanyi, tanpa ba bi bu, kita langsung ngadu (still in panic situation) ke orang2 koor, ‘iaa! Tadi tu kita di depan,……… diikutin ampe goa maria,………..‘ and so on.  Ada seorang bapak2 dari koor langsung keluar, sambil ngmg, ‘wah, kasi tau bagian keamanan aja’. Soon after, 2 orang keamanan datang. He asked us, ‘mau pulang kemana? Mau dianter?’. Us: ‘Jelambar, papa jemput kok’. Tu orang blm sempet nanya2 lagi, Me and Patty langsung menceritakan kejadian tadi, rushing, panic, scared, etc. Orang keamanan nanya lagi, ‘orangnya kaya gmana?’. Then we described that ‘koko’ and culun guy. He then told us, ‘tunggu di luar aja, ntar saya temenin’. Pas diluar, orang keamanannya jadi banyak banget. And, TING! Daddy arrived. HALLELUJAH. ‘Makasih pak!’, we thanked him for his kindness and we run to our car. In the car, excitedly, we told all of this to papa. Papa said, untung Ona instingnya kuat.

Why am I so sure that ‘koko’ n ‘culun guy’ were trying to hypnotise us?

Kalo emang engga, harusnya ‘koko’ ga nanya hal2 aneh2 gtu. Like I said, helo? kapan ada koko2 nanya, kuliah ya? jelas2 Patty masi muda belia gitu tampangnnya. ckck. Kalo emang ngga, ya ga perlu brusaha bongkok2 la buat liat muka kita. Dan kalo emang engga, BUAT APA DIA NYAMPERIN KITA KE GOA MARIA?

Anyway, after experiencing this tragedy (caela, ckck )I feel that I have a little trauma.  Rasanya jadi enggan to be friendly to everyone I don’t know anymore. :/

But, what do I learn from this experience?

First, prayers are powerful. Me and Patty asked for GOD’s guidance, for His blessing, so that we will be safe. And yeah, He blessed us, He led us to safety. Second, GOD will always protect you from bad things in unpredictable ways. GOD loves me sooooooooo  much. He gave me a kind of premonition, so I was more aware with ‘koko’ and ‘culun guy’. I didn’t know, I just felt that I should, I had, to be NYOLOT to ‘koko’ when answering his question. It just felt like someone’s whispering into your ear, telling you what to do. It felt like I was covered by holy spirit (maybe? Idk dah). Last, I feel that I am trully blessed. :)