Abandoned House (True Story)
True Story - Anxious Full Night Part 2

This kind of atmosphere is what I miss the most. Although Bogor is known as a rainy city, but the morning air feels so cool.

Plus the warm cup of coffee that accompanied me, I was ready to live this day with excitement.

I opened a sheet from a mystery magazine, just to look around, but there was one part that interested me.

"*Hosty Old House.

Fine beings feel disturbed by the existence of a new house built on sacred land, or there have been tragic events on the land.

Delicate creatures are deliberately sent by someone who does not like the owner of the house.

All signs*—"

—"Den, want to shower no.." pekik Wa. Titi, from the kitchen, "Arif is done with the bath."

"I've had a bath, Wa."

"Oh ... Shower at the Lodge, huh?"

"Rubber, Wa ..."

After Arif took a shower, we only spent time playing the Game in the room, which was on the second floor. While waiting for all the dishes that are being prepared, Wa. Titi.

Until 11:30, all dishes are ready to be sent to the Lodge house.

"Rif ... The cuisine is ready," Pekik Wa. Titi, "Don't be long ... hurry up a little, it's almost 12 noon!"

I don't think it's any different than my mom, always excited to call me. Although sometimes the high voice was over-sounding.

I patted Arif on the thigh, who did not heed his mother's scream, "Come ... Unplug, deh!"

"Yes-iya ... "

We rushed to meet his call, down the stairs which were composed of blocks of boards.

Wa. Titi's been butchering us downstairs, with a plastic bag on her arm, "It hangs on the bike, this one you just hold, Den .... Vegetables are afraid of spilling," added Arif's mother, thrusting a large package at me.

"Branch so come here no, Arif."

"No idea, there's no news yet."

"Yes, already, you brought it first, afraid to wait."

I furrowed my brows, as I arrived at the front yard of the house. It was such a hot day. The eyes of the day seemed to stick out his tongue, burning anyone who hung beneath it. Heat ...

After I said goodbye, we began to move from Arif's house using two-wheeled vehicles. This was the only facility given during our stay at the Lodge house.

"Three hours we've got Ardan and Alvien at home, Lodge!"

"Ha ha ... I forgot both of them, Den!"

Arif is driving the vehicle as fast as possible, considering we are already a bit late. Lucky this time the highway is not so crowded, maybe only the damaged roads of the Lodge will slow us down.

Until 12 o'clock not long Adzan Dzuhur reverberated—we arrived in front of the gate of the Lodge house.

And it looks like the workers are sitting relax—throwing tired after work—on the front porch. They can't wait to eat their lunch.

"Sorry Mang ... Wait a long time, will you?" saruku just arrived.

"It's okay, Mom," said one worker. I thrust the parcel—contained their lunch—which was received by one of the workers, then brought it to the kitchen.

With a mat, we ate together in the living room, until lunch time passed.

Although I was not very familiar with the workers, but it seems that Arif, Alvien, Ardan, already knew them.

And I heard—from the conversation workers and Arif—if the workers still live in Bogor. But they do not spend the night in this house because the house building is not habitable. Therefore, Yudi provides an open Pick Up car, to deliver, pick them up.

It may have been the most appropriate choice, but not for now. With the condition of the house that is already habitable, I think enough to accommodate the workers.

Feeling like you have a good idea, after hearing complaints from workers, who claim to be too waste of time and energy, if you have to go home and go every day.

"Ref ... What if the workers come to live with us?" The atmosphere was suddenly silent as I exclaimed. "Don't you agree that's it?"

"Agreed, was. Mas ... We wanted to talk to Mr. Yudi, but never met."

"okay ... Let me do the same with Yudi." I replied, and lowered two eyebrows towards Arif.

"Try on, Den."

Without further ado I immediately contacted bang Yudi.

"City ... Bang."

"What's up, Den?" there was a boisterous chant of the holy verse of the Qur'an, "Again there study, Bang?"

"Yes, Den, at Babang's house."

"Deni, bother you, Bang?"

"What's up, Den?"

"Gini Bang, this worker can not if you stay at the Lodge house?"

"But they've got a shuttle, Den."

"If only Deni and Arif lived in a house this big ... Afraid of something breaking, too. Bang."

"Oh, so .. if so, give the phone to the worker, Den. Someone wants Babang to talk about."

"Okay Bang, Wait."

I looked at the workers one by one, who were gathering together.

"Whose group leader, huh?"

And a worker brandished his right arm, "I'm Mas."

"It's Mang ... Mr. Yudi, talk." I gave the worker a cell phone, and I don't know what they're talking about, but surely all the workers agreed to spend the night in this house, with us.

"It's Mas ...." The worker returned my phone, after he had a big conversation with bang Yudi.

"Don't you?"

"Den, later Babang transfer money, to buy everything you need there, Babang pesen buy PlayStation 2 along with the cassette, yes!"

Of course I am very happy to hear the sentence, and 100% agree with the advice of bang Yudi. With the Game facilities maybe my other friends will spend more time in this house.

"OK bang, I'll buy it right now!" I cried, and the conversation ended.

I glanced at Arif, and exclaimed, "Cair Rif! ... "

"Seriously?!"

"Two rius!"

After that I told Arif everything, and before long our cell phone rang, getting information if the money had entered my Account.

No waste of time, Arif and I immediately looked for the nearest electronics store to buy the Game Console which was still the latest release that year.

The price is still around 1,800,000. For one cassette is still very high, up to 50,000 per piece, it is impossible if other friends refuse to spend the night in this house.

Seeing the large amount of money, Arif and I agreed to beautify the room we used to use. The stuff I'm looking for right now, the AC, the TV, the carpet, the cupboard, and the fridge.

I don't care if it feels so hot today. Almost hours we spent, pacing from store to store.

At seven o'clock at night, Arif and I returned to the Lodge, escorted by a Pick Up car carrying all our groceries.

"And! Vin! Help me pick up things!" my chuckle, from the front porch.

I can't imagine what came out not just Ardan and Alvien, but two workers came out to help us.

With quick steps, Ardan occasionally jumped up in excitement and exclaimed, "Wih ... Steady, Boss, the TV is so big! ... There's PS.2, too, Cuy ..." He looked behind the Pick Up.

"Well, wih, wah, wih ... Helpin!" pekik Arif's.

"By pleasure, Young Master!" babble Alvien, straighten his chest, and put his left arm on it, posing like a royal servant.

We immediately brought and installed our new device in a room not far from the main door.

"SMS, the others told us to come here all .. tell them we're fighting the ball! make the brave!" I cried, luring Ardan to contact another friend.

"Gue has not played ... Later, if it's the Pope, it's new!" timpal Alvien's.

"Tul .." added Ardan.

"Body!" arif.

Time passed as if very fast, forcing the night to reign in silence. No I deny, I do love Video Games, but this time, I do not have a taste for it. It's still not enough!

"Vienna ... Are you another SMS?" my question is, he looks very serious playing the game.

"Mending us - we just got satisfied!" pakas Arif's.

"Well, really," added Ardan.

I guessed! You guys, greedy!

I took a deep breath, and sipped a cup of warm milk.

Fortunately there were six workers living with us, which made me a little relieved.

Time continued to pass, me and the others were gathered in the first room we had modified.

This four-sided room, no longer looks gloomy, for example, on the wall. Previously this wall only showed a smooth wall that was colorless. But now it looks cool, thanks to 3d Wallpaper that adorns all parts of the wall.

And a 32-inch LED TV, taped to the wall that borders this room with a second room. Plus the AC is installed just above the window. And we sat on a red velvet carpet, patterned with flowers. It feels warm when compared to the foam mattress that is now used by workers.

If it had been like this, anyone would have felt at home for a long time in this house. Not to mention drinks, and ready fruits—wait for us to eat it— neatly arranged on a refrigerator, even though we put it in the kitchen.

In fact, Arif and Alvien are very serious in the game, and Ardan is still waiting impatiently, ambushing anyone who is eliminated from the game.

Workers gathered in the living room, some of whom were busy cleaning the room, which was not far from the kitchen. With respect to room number two was too much building material, so all that was left was room number three.

Feeling bored just silence, I should approach the workers, who were gathered in the living room, to just invite him to talk.

"Which, have you had a coffee?" I said, a little pleasantry, then sat down with them on the mat.

"Udah A, this is again in coffee," said a worker. Maybe I'm not good at making small talk. It was clear the glasses were still filled with black liquid, still I asked.

"Just call me, Deni. Mang."

"Oh, yes or no, Mas Deni, I am Ubun, Mas," he said, then pointed out one by one another worker, "This is Mr. Yahya, Kuming, Ipang, Mr. Tanto and Mr. Halim."

They were all mangosteen and smiled slightly at me, except for the Ipang mang and Yahya mang who were preparing the room.

"Mas, it's okay our room is used," replied a worker named Mr. Ubun.

"Yes, just put it on, Mang," I replied, smiling at him, "It is advisable bang Yudi for the workers," I continued, glancing around the house.

"Yes A, right here, mah. Emang prone A," greeted Mang Tanto, "That time alone, I once knew, if there was one house in the burglar maling!"

I raised two eyebrows, attracted by his words, "Times, yes, Mang? when?" my pedicab.

"Olderly, Mas ..," interrupted by Ubun.

"Those jewels and some money, right?" lang mang Halim's.

"Where do you live, Mang?"  I asked, made them look at each other, and smile.

"We're, right, one group, Mas. So stay in Ciomas all!"

"Oh ... Pantes alone is compact," I cried, chuckling. "Keep the one that conceded earlier?"

"I used to be called up to my brother, to fix a broken door, around here. And that's the former broken into people!"

We continued to talk warmly, until it did not feel like it was 23:00, almost midnight.It was seen that the workers one by one began to enter the room. Just stay, me, mang Ubun, mang Kuming and mang Tanto.

"Ah, go to the jar first," said Mang Kuming, then left.

"Mang Ubun and Mang Tanto, not sleepy yet?" my many.

"Well, if I'm the one, Mas, used to sleep at night, Mas!" he exclaimed, excited, while exhaling cigarette smoke.

But not with Mang Tanto, although from the look of his face is still fresh, but he seems to feel bored.

"I'm sorry, Mas," He got up from his seat, "wanted to burn the garbage behind the house," he explained, which was called by the Ubun man, and he went to the kitchen.

"Yes, already. I also want to go to the room, Mas," said mang Ubun, "if there's anything call me, Mas."

"OK, Mang."

I went back to the room where Arif and the others were playing. The air felt very different when I entered this environment, no matter how thick their skin was.

"Gile!...tinyin dong is AC, very cold," I said, entering and looking for remote AC.

But soon the AC was out, and I sat behind Arif who was busy playing the game.

Feeling the air change, Arif turned his head quickly towards me, and exclaimed, "Dih. Don't be obeyed." He thrust one arm at me.

But I brushed it off, "what the fuck, you!"

"Remote ... A lot of mosquitoes when killed," Arif said.

I turned my head in all directions, and finally saw the AC remote that was almost covered by a blanket on the far end of the carpet behind me.

"Whose AC was, who?" my many.

"Lu ... New come crashing!" tymphal Ardan.

"This ...." Alvien snatched the AC remote that was in my grasp.

I just fell silent, silent. I feel like there's something weird here. Why could? Could be stepped on by me...

Suddenly a very loud door slam came from the kitchen, accompanied by hasty footsteps.

And before long, noisy conversation from the workers' room, I was very curious and decided to uncover what really happened.

"Awewe!! make clothes bodas, Dutch jiga jelma crew and tea! Keur ngajegir in handapeun kangkal rambutan," said one worker, from his voice like mang Tanto.

If it is defined:

"There was a woman, dressed in white, of Dutch form, standing under a tree of hair."

I stuck my head on the door of the room, and it was seen that Mang Tanto was covering his entire body with a sarong. His body shook violently.

"What's the Mang?" my broom, making Mang Ubun a little jerked.

"G ... There's nothing, A, this is Tanto again joking," explained Ubun, then chuckling.

"Oh, what's wrong" I said, and returned to my room.

"What's Den?" ask Arif.

"Of course."

I don't understand why this hunch says, if Mang Tanto isn't joking.

Something bad must have happened to him...

The night is still very long, but one incident alone is enough to arouse a sense of excitement in me.

Gringgg..!!!

The sound of the water machine ringing opened my memory of an event I had experienced.

Not wanting it to happen again, I intend to turn it off.

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