Many people may have heard of the Deathly Reaper. coming from the underworld To come and receive some souls who have finished their time in the human world. Honestly, the new generation like us doesn't really believe in this story. Because it's a little far away And I think it's probably the imagination of people in the past who liked to tell exaggerated stories to children so that grandpa and grandma would have more stories to tell.
Our family is a big family. Mother took Grandma from another province. I came to stay with you to help raise the grandchildren. And mother will also be able to take care of grandma. We, being the youngest of five siblings, were the closest to Grandma. Some nights I slept in the mosquito netting in the big house with Grandma. Because normally we have to sleep in a small house with mother, which has to walk about 100 meters from the big house.
Our normal life continues. I don't want to believe that Grandma came to live with us until we were now 13 years old. Of course, my grandma is already very old. This year she is 89 years old, but my grandmother is strong and very good at walking up stairs. Grandma, we don't know how to cook. Grandma's only job was to cook rice. But Grandma, Makes very delicious desserts.
We believe that some people may have never eaten Khanom Dok San. It is a very delicious dessert that Grandma Laor made. And we have never eaten anything as delicious as the desserts Grandma made.
“Belle, Mom makes stewed jap celery. Please take it to Grandma.” Mother called us as usual. So we told Mom that tonight we were going to sleep with Grandma. In the evening we made betel nuts for Grandma. Grandma likes to say that we make betel nuts the most deliciously. Watching each other like this, we come to make betel nuts for Grandma every day. Before going to bed, we watched television with Grandma. At that time, I remember watching the movie Venus.
I watched and talked as I would with a grandma and grandchild. When it was time to sleep, we put up a mosquito net for Grandma and put a fan inside the mosquito net.
That night the weather was cool. After watching television, it was probably around 10:00 p.m. and we fell asleep. Then stories that we had never encountered happened to us. ...
I felt restless, like I was half asleep, half awake, but I was sure it wasn't a dream. Because everything is true The big house that Grandma lives in is a wooden house that she built herself. If someone climbs the wooden stairs There must have been some loud noises for us to hear... But now we felt that someone was coming up the stairs. But we didn't hear any sound of wood... That feeling made us turn our heads to look at the stairs to see if anyone was coming up.
What we saw were two men with muscular bodies and tan skin. Short hair cut like a soldier But it's an ancient hairstyle. That is, a short square-shaped one, not wearing a shirt, but wearing a short red loincloth above the knees. He walked casually up the stairs and came straight to the mosquito net where we slept with Grandma. At that time, we didn't feel afraid of these two men at all.
I don't know why, but I feel confused about why he came, what he was doing, how he came into our house. When he stopped at the mosquito net Standing at our feet Our grandmother sat up and opened the mosquito net. Two men stood on either side of our grandmother. By holding each of our grandmother's arms, the three of them acted like they were floating up, little by little.
How can we let grandma go with him? We shouted, “Where are you taking Grandma?” with my hand pulling Grandma's one hand. Then the two men turned and looked at us. The two of them didn't say a word to us. Or maybe he couldn't speak the language of the human world, I don't know. But he smiled at the corner of his mouth. Our hearts were afraid that he would do something to us or not.
From where he floated up It seemed as if he had stopped floating and returned to stand at our feet as usual. And let go of our grandmother's arm And it was like there was a white mist. There were so many floaters coming from the door that we couldn't see the two men. When we regained consciousness, we hurriedly turned to look at Grandma. Then we called Grandma very loudly.
Then a voice replied: “Why are you calling Grandma so loudly? It's late, why aren't you asleep?"
In the morning we rushed back to the small house. Tell your mother everything that happened. Mother couldn't be complacent and went to see a shaman she knew to perform a ceremony to renew Grandma's fate. After the story that happened Grandma still lives with us for another 3 years, but due to old age She left us with a lifespan of 92 years. But it was strange when Grandma actually passed away.
Why don't we meet those two men again? Or if we do, we'll ask again. He will not do his duty. Or he can only let us meet once. Or he came and we didn't see him. Or is something blocking our eyes from seeing? But we would also like to thank the two lovely angels of death who still gave us 3 more years to come to terms with it.
I don't know if you will be punished from the underworld or not. Thank you, handsome angel of death….