Room No.11B
Part. 29

Yuda never came, I was still with Bang Oji on the front porch of my room. I sent a dozen chats, but there was no reply. Where is this kid? The address failed to visit the funeral home, I thought.

"Why did she look so nervous?" ask Bang Oji.

"This is my friend Yuda, we're going to the deceased's house tonight. But I don't chat bales." I replied.

"Eh bang, you haven't answered my question yet." I said.

"What the hell is Di?" ask Bang Oji.

"So I asked, this hostel is haunted? You even answer an intoxicating haunted." I said.

"Hahahahaha, is it?" Bang Oji ngeles looks like bajaj on the street.

"Gini yes Di, I've been boarding here a long time. Many residents in and out, I know and familiar with many residents of the boarding house here. But, there was never a question about this haunted hostel. It's just lo doang." said Bang Oji.

"Now I am curious. Indeed, as long as you kost here, have met the devil what?

I kept quiet and didn't answer.

"Well, does that mean you've seen demons here?" sergeant Bang Oji.

"Well, ask."

"Ask what else? You look like a reporter, a lot of questions. Hahahahaha." said Bang Oji.

"Haha. Let the conversation get longer bang." I reply.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Don't you ever wake up at three o'clock because you hear a crying baby?" my many.

Bang Oji did not answer. He seemed surprised by my question.

"Wake up with a crying baby?" revealed.

"Yes. Never has? As long as you're boarding here."

Bang Oji seemed to think, his eyes looking at the ceiling.

"It seems like it was once, long ago. It's just my feeling."

"What's wrong with Di?" ask Bang Oji.

I'm silent.

"Emang lo's never heard of a crying baby at three o'clock in the night?"

"I started boarding here bang, if not wrong two nights in a row I heard a crying baby. What do you think bang is?" my many.

"What yes? I think, yes baby. What egang? Haha." Bang Oji answered again with a joke.

"Rese lo! I asked seriously, you're kidding me."

The clock on my phone shows at 21:10, until now Yuda has not seen the trunk of his nose. In fact, even the chat from me was not answered.

Bang Oji resigned, our conversation was over. And some of my questions were answered with a joke. I cleaned my front porch. Sweep the ashes of Bang Oji's second-hand cigarette and throw away some trash.

I lay my body in the front room, my thumb dancing on the screen. Today was exhausting. My God, my stomach is suddenly hungry. How'this? Where do you want to eat? Ah, my stomach is getting wrapped up. I took my wallet and rushed outside.

I walked through the garage and the old car, then headed for Nek Iyah's yard. Then pass through the mango tree whose leaves are quite thick. My gate opened slowly, then I closed it again.

I walked down the uphill road, left right looking a very dark garden. Don't let me meet strange things, I thought. My return steps are accelerating. Ahhhh, there's nothing.

Luckily, the rice stall near the alley was still open and looked deserted. I also eat with voraciously, omelet and tempe orek I managed to tie in a matter of minutes.

"Mom, it's ma'am." I called the rice seller's mother.

"Yes, what did you eat?" ask the mother.

"Egg omelette same tempe orek only bu."

"Ten thousand decks."

I gave you a piece of money in the denomination of ten thousand.

"Thank you ma'am." I said.

"Either. You know, who eats only adek?" ask the rice seller.

"Eh? What do you mean, ma'am?" my many.

"So come here instead of the two huh?" the mother said.

"Eh, two? I'm alone." I replied, I still don't understand the intention of the rice seller's mother.

"alone? His friend did not eat?" the mother asked again.

"What friend is mom? Whose friend?" I'm more astonished.

"So here I saw it together with his friend. Just, you entered your friend outside. Go home first, your friend?" the mother of the rice seller explained.

"Te.. friend, how's the guy ma'am?" many nervous.

"Wear the same shorts white T-shirt. That time I ate here also kok night-night same you too."

Deg deg deg

My heart is beating fast. I swallowed spit. Shorts and white sweatshirts? Ever eat here at night?

Bagas!!!

I once ate here with Bagas. Yeah, night. Shorts and white sweatshirts, clothes Bagas wears the night he goes out of boarding.

Instantly my hair stood up. The neck feels heavy. The hoe is a bit weak.

"Ah, the hell time is ma'am?" I said it as if I couldn't believe it.

"I came alone." I continued.

"Lho, I saw for myself you came together. I lied." replied the rice seller's mother.

This heart is still shaking violently.

"Yes, thank you ma'am" I said as I darted quickly outside the rice stall.

Bagasses. The rice seller's mother said it was Bagas. I ran hard, not caring about the dark garden on the right and left side of the road. I kept running, past the front house. My eyes did not look at the house at all. My gate opened quickly, and I closed it again. I ran back to my room. I opened the door quickly, then closed it immediately. Sweat drenched my forehead, my breathing was irregular. I sat down on my door. Dry throat.

Is Bagas haunting me? I freaked. There's no way the mother of the rice seller would lie to me. But, is it true that mother saw? He saw Bagas following me to the rice stall. It's insanity. This is really crazy.