Room No.11B
Part. 118

Yuda opened the door wide, I tailed behind him at the follow of Tika and Grandpa Badrun.

"Yudaahoo!" yuda's mother screamed when she saw her son open the door.

Yuda's mother hugged her son tightly, her cries breaking, tears pouring down. Yuda's father also hugged his only child. The only child they loved, the cries of Judah also roared. Not feeling, my tears were dripping at the end of my eyes. The longing for my mom and dad was so overwhelming. Tika patted my shoulder, I turned to Tika. Tika threw her smile, sweet.

The figure of Kemala is no longer there, he may have gone home from morning. But, long ago also turned out we were in another realm. Overnight.

Judah's mother and father took off the embrace of Judah, they wiped the tears from the cheeks. Then get closer to Grandpa Badrun. As Judah's mother prostrated herself to Grandpa Badrun's feet and thanked him, her cries broke again. Badrun's grandfather clumsily, he immediately woke up Yuda's mother, telling her to stand up. Badrun's grandfather felt it inappropriate for Judah's mother to do such a thing.

"Juda. Son, say thanks to Grandpa Badrun." tell Yuda's mom.

Yuda approached Grandpa Badrun, he kissed Grandpa Badrun's hand while sobbing. Grandpa Badrun just rubbed Yuda's back slowly.

"Yes Nak Yuda, the same. It's been, it's all over. The important thing is that you are now back in your family." said Grandpa Badrun.

Long enough for Judah to hold tightly Grandpa Badrun's hand, his crying never subsided.

"Already have. Already son. Remember the message from the Queen Kanjeng, it's all for your good. In the future, be a better person and respect others." continued Grandpa Badrun.

Yuda nodded, he took off his hand.

"Kek Badrun." said Yuda's father.

"Yes sir."

"W-what should I give to Kek Badrun, as my thanks?" ask father Yuda.

Grandpa Badrun just smiled.

"Father don't have to give anything to me" said Grandpa Badrun.

"Father take care and pay attention to Judah well, the future of Judah is still long. Educate Yuda well. Not everything can be measured by treasure." Grandpa Badrun continued.

After a long conversation with both of Judah's parents, we finally resigned ourselves. Even at the door of the house, Grandpa Badrun still refused some money given by his father. Even to get home, Grandpa Badrun refused.

"No, sir, I can go home by myself." Grandpa Badrun refused subtly.

We also went out from the gate of Judah's house. I took a long breath.

"Grandfather, where are you going?" my many.

Badrun's grandfather smiled and said, "Somewhere you'll find out." replied Grandpa Badrun. I was confused and curious. A place I'll know about? What place is that?

"What place is it?" ask again.

"Later you'll know Nak Adi." she replied with a smile, her white mustache rising as her lips curled.

"Grandfather, before I go home there is something I want to ask." I said.

"Ask my son!"

"When we were in another realm, when Kanjeng Ratu Sekar Dara gave me a message, I was confused about using this mustika ring well, and Kanjeng Ratu said to ask Grandpa Badrun. Grandpa remembers, right?" my word.

"Yes, Grandpa remembers once. So, what do you want to ask?" reply Grandpa Badrun.

"How to use the power of this ring for the good of the cake?" my many.

Grandpa Badrun smiled again. Tika just silently watched.

"You stay on your own, be the usual Nak Adi. Be a good Nak Adi, who is diligent in worship, caring for others. Then by itself the aura of the ring will follow your good habits. Do not think about the power of the mustika ring, because if you constantly think about it, you will hang your life on the magic of the power embedded from the mustika ring. Think of the ring as just an ordinary ring that is useless, do not consider it a mustika that has great power." explained Grandpa Badrun long.

"understand?" asked Grandpa Badrun to close his statement with a question.

I nodded in understanding.

"Then, how do I know if I'm using a cake?" askaku.

Grandpa Badrun sighed in continued with a smile.

"Without you wearing that ring, your life has been lived by itself, son. Mustika it will follow where the wearer takes it, if it is brought in the direction of ugliness it will have a bad effect, the power emitted will be bad too, and vice versa. The point is, later you will realize for yourself the effects of the mustika you use." explained Grandpa Badrun.

"Have a son, don't think about the ring. You just live your life as usual." said Grandpa Badrun.

I haven't answered my question yet. There is a feeling still lingering in my heart.

"But if I need Grandpa's help, how do I contact Grandpa?" my many.

Grandpa Badrun patted me on the shoulder.

"Grandfather will come when you need help son." he closed with a smile.

"You go home. Rest up! You're tired." ask Grandpa Badrun.

"Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Yes, the body feels tired." I said while stretching.

We parted ways with Grandpa Badrun. Me and Tika left first, we booked a taxi online and left Grandpa Badrun who was still standing in front of the gate of Yuda's house.

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I got off first near Mas Gun's boarding house, I promised I'd help him move. While Tika returned to Kost Pak Thamrin. As soon as you get out of the car, take my body down. Aah, enjoying. The car left me.

I walked around, the sun was starting to sting. Maybe it's eleven o'clock by noon. Quite blistering, the procession of clouds was like away from the Sun, he gallantly hung in the sky. Shining round.

I arrived in front of Mas Gun's boarding house, the door was still tightly closed. But a bunch of motor maticnya rarely in the wash parked in front of the room. I also sat on the front porch floor. Ahh, adem it feels. I took my phone out of my pants pocket, I haven't seen my phone in the morning. Shit, it turns out my phone's dead, probably not charged all night.

"Assynualaiuum. Maassi! Guuun!" call me from outside.

No response from Mas Gun. Is this guy still sleeping? He must have stayed up all night playing games.

"Mas Guuun! Assalamualaikuum! Maaas!" I called again while knocking on the door.

Ceklek. The sound of the key in the swivel sounded.

Ah, Mas Gun is awake apparently.

"Mas! Already awake?" ask me from outside. But still no answer.

I pressed the doorknob while I opened the door wide. Front room lights off. Uh, the middle and back room lights are off. I put my bag on the floor, I'll lay my body down. Turn on the fan, the air this afternoon is quite hot.

"Mas. Sorry, I didn't come back last night. I'm sick." I said from the front room.

Mas Gun did not respond.

"Lo stayed up last night?" ask again.

Still no response. Maybe he went back to sleep in the middle room.

"Oh yes, so no transfer mas? If so, come on today!" take me.

But Mas Gun still did not respond to my question from earlier.

"Mas. You sleep again?" call me.

Why not answer anyway? There was no way Mas Gun could go back to sleep that fast, especially after waking up and walking to unlock the door. I know Mas Gun. He is the type of person who has difficulty sleeping and is very easy to wake up. If he sleeps and I nudge his body accidentally, then obviously he will wake up.

"Mas! Mas Gun's. Eat yuk! I treat it. Yuk!" take me in a loud enough voice.

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No response from Mas Gun.

Being annoyed that there was no response from Mas Gun, I also woke up from my fall. Curious to look into the living room.

Clik. Turn on the middle room light switch.

Huh huh? Empty-wetted? There's no Mas Gun!

The living room looks neat. The mattress looks neat, there is no trace in the bed, the bed sheet is slippery. There are prayer mats and sarongs that are folded neatly on the mattress. Two pillows in the stacking is perfect.

"Mas! You in the bathroom mas?" I shouted out loud.

But there was no sound of water pouring profusely from the faucet. I rushed to the bathroom too. I opened the bathroom door quickly. Empty too. My heart is beating fast.

The sound of a motorbike was heard in front of Mas Gun's room. I quickly headed to the front room.

Gun with a friend? Mas Gun's face looked astonished to see me coming out of his room.

"Lho, mom!" imbuhku.

"Where did you enter my room?" tanya Mas Gun was astonished.

"Lho, I guess that opened the door lo mas." I said.

"Bukain doors? I'm from the morning already on campus, this is just back." tepis Mas Gun.

I stammered. Wrong attitude. Confused too.

Who turned the key?

"So I heard the keys in the turn of the mas" I said again.

"What keys? It's my room key in!" reply Mas Gun while removing the key with a windmill hanger from his pocket.

I immediately checked the door to Mas Gun's room. Holy hooch! Sure enough, there was no key hanging in the hole. Then what was that voice I heard just now?

Mas Gun's face still showed astonishment. I was confused and didn't say either.