Abandoned House (True Story)
True Stroy - Opponent Or Friend: Indigo Part 1

I was trapped in a space so empty and dark, there was no sound here other than a weakening heartbeat. Until the gentle conversation Men make me wake up from the subconscious.

Mas ...

Lift, lift ...

I slowly opened my eyelids, twisting the lyrics on the Ento mang and Tohir mang who were rubbing my body between their shoulders. I don't know what they've done so far. But why do I feel like dealing with the person I hate the most.

I shook my shoulders, causing them to be shocked and let go of my body, "Will you take me where I am!"

"Yes? ...."

The faces of these two middle-aged men looked extremely ridiculous and made me grow even more fed up when I was among them. I knew that these two workers were in a trifling feeling, visible from his relentless trembling arms.

I looked at them cynically, and said quickly, "You know what you are!" Nuts are just grape seeds. At once they tiptoed three steps away from me.

His eyebrows almost met, staring suspiciously at me, "Mas ...."

"Mas ... What the hell is going on?"  the Timpal mang Ento.

None of them had a calm face, even his tone sounded softly trembling.

I chuckled, and muttered, "That boy is fine! ... The boy is fine!" and scrolling lyrics on them both. "What do you care about! ... Tohirr!"

I stepped out loud, heading towards the living room to lean my body against a chair. But these two men were tailing behind me, whispering something.

"Maas ...." I turned quickly staring intently at them, "that's his bloody foot!" ento said, making my steps choked, then bowing my head.

I was a little surprised, too, when I found a fresh blood rush that formed the soles of the feet along the floor. At first I thought the trail wasn't mine. But after I saw the soles of the feet, I was sure.

"What a care times!" my sergeant, then raised his knees and stomped on the floor with great vigor.

Arduugg ... Arduugg ... Ardugg ...

Seeing my behavior, Tohir quickly approached, "E-ehh ... Don't do it, Mom! The wound will get worse!" I stuck out an arm pointing at him, before he managed to grab my leg.

"STOP!!!" my cry, stopping the middle-aged man, fell silent for a moment, "No need to show sympathy to me!"

At once his face looked so pale, and it was so tickling with laughter, that I could not bear it and giggled.

But after that, my vision faded, everything seemed to be spinning great. To make this body stagger uncontrollably.

Mas .... Help me out, Ento! Cengo wae sia, mah!

Take it to the room.

After a few steps my body felt better, and gestured to the two of them, "Let me alone, Mang ...." Their requests also granted. He took my body off right on the edge of the bed.

My eyes closed as my fingers massaged my forehead. I don't know why this head feels so heavy and dizzy.

"Mang ... What's Edi's condition?" Mang Tohir did not immediately reply, he exchanged glances with Mang Ento.

"E-eds. Fine, Mas," refute mang Ento.

"Mas.was Mother advised to contact him immediately," prune mang Tohir.

"Mang, please bring me a glass of water," I said, as this whole body felt so hot.

"I-iya Mas" said Mang Tohir, and then a step away.

My eyes were staring at both palms, with a number of big question marks. What the hell is going on with me?

I grimaced as my feet felt so painful, and I saw an open wound slicing from the middle to the heel. This wound is like a sharp ceramic fragment.

"What are the residents here that made it all, Mas?" I looked up at the returning Mang Tohir with a glass of water in his arm.

But again my head felt so cold, "You better stop saying that phrase!" gusarku, full of emphasis. "Quick! give me that water!"

My finger grabbed the glass he was carrying, and downed it in a hurry. I don't know why this throat feels dry. Moreover, one glass of water filled to the brim was unable to treat my phlegm, "Add! ...."

But these two people were just pecking, looking at me with innocent eyes, as if excommunicating my request, "What to do with a shout!"

"Tu-wait, Mas ...." Mang Ento ran out of this room.

"Mas, sure. That okay?" mang Tohir said, he was still standing in the doorway.

My head swung, and again threw the lyrics at him, "I'm fine ... The tohir!"

But on the other hand, this mind begins to feel depressed by a glimmer of memory of what has happened. I hurriedly asked, "Mang! Is edi okay?"

A clear frown was visible from his forehead, as if he had escaped in uncertainty, before finally saying softly and clearly, "Mas ... Edi, it's fine.. Even when we were on our way home, he was conscious" explained Mang Tohir, throwing a smile between his bitter faces.

I raised an eyebrow as Ento poked a glass of water at me. "This is the water ... Oya, I'm asking, Mas, to call her right away."

"Yes, Mas ... We are also told to go home soon, Mas," said Tohir. Sounds pushy and impatient.

My face twisted, and grabbed the mobile phone that was not far from me. Still with my arms shaking, I tried to massage the button and before long, my call was immediately answered.

"Den! what's up there? This is Edi why!" Wa Titi seemed shrouded in anxiety, thickly heard from the way he spoke.

For me it's a common thing to happen, because after all he's 'sister' from my mother. Moreover, this happened still in the scope of his home.

"As long as it's told, Wa," I said, still trembling. "Wa, what's my sister's condition there?"

"You go to Gg. Chain when! Condition, Edi, healthy.. Now again in the same room, A, Arif."

"Titip, Edi, yes, Wa."

The anxiety in me certainly outweighed Wa Titi's anxiety towards us. But I realize very well, if there is something different in me. I don't know anything about it, which obviously I don't want to make things worse with conditions like this.

"Bech! ... So now Deni's sleeping there?"

"Yes, Wa. Deni asked my sister to take care of me there, yeah, Wa."

"No, sure, Den! Uwa must have taken care of Edi. But De—"

"Thank you, Wa." I ended the call and put my phone on the bed.

Mang Ento and Mang Tohir were still loyal listeners, then asked curiously, "What did Mom say, Mas?"

I heaved a sigh of relief, and then said, "Mang Ento and Mang Tohir were asked to spend the night in this house," I said, making them exchange glances.

"Duh .. how ... But, Mas sa—"

"What the hell, Mang! The boss's mom said that, you know .... I'm just delivering!"

Knowing that, they bowed limply and softly replied, "I-iya, alright, Mas." I know they must have accepted it raw, because there is no way they have the mentality of steel to show face in front of Wa Titi, if it is true to reject it.

I don't know why tonight I feel so different, especially shared my emotions, so sensitive. To the extent that I see both faces of this job even I feel like to curse her out loud. If only I could not hold back, maybe now they have become the perfect material to lift all the anger that is in me.

"You sleep in this room!" I said, rising from sitting.

"But, Mas ..." said Mang Ento.

I turned around and stared intently at him, "I'll make sure you sleep well tonight!" Satisfied, I stepped back into the living room.

I knocked myself down on the teak bench, with a blank look at the ceiling.

What the hell is going on with me? I was so easy to lick my tongue, I couldn't help it. I really don't want to hurt anyone else's feelings.

This feeling of heart restrained the deep guilt, of my arrogance towards the Ento mang and the Tohir mang. They swallowed all my words just like that, without even retaliating. Maybe it's better for now that I keep my distance from them.

Trapped in the dark of the endless space, my shoulders twisted to find out where I was. The quick pace of this body ran between the endless long passageways.

Jang! ...

I turned to the hoarse voice that was lurking, and saw a grandmother standing looking at me. His arms trembled, while holding a curved wooden stick at the end.

Don't, forget about Grandma, Jang ... Where is Grandma's 'grandson ....

I thought about what he said, as if there was something he was trying to say. And again, why does this Grandma always haunt me.

Full of curiosity, I ventured to ask her, "Why does Grandma always come to me!" But the Grandma did not budge, she just fell silent, her wrinkled lips seemed to tremble as if hesitating to say a word.

Seeing all that, I tried to get closer to him. This time I was very sure I wanted to find out what he meant. As I stepped slowly, I continued to divert her with the question, "Grandmother is looking for 'grandson'? Who's the granddaughter, Grandma?" As if I didn't want to approach her, Grandma's body faded away, as if swallowed by darkness

"Miss?" I exclaimed when I found out that Grandma had disappeared without a trace. Until the light veil seems to approach, changing the dark room that turns blinding.

A ... Wakeup A ...

I faintly heard a whisper that deeply disturbed my ears, and again this shoulder was unceasingly swaying violently. Lucky my youngest brother wasn't here. If only there were, he would have made my back the place of the horses, while pulling my hair.

"A ... Anther, C.O.D ... " How relieved is this heart, when it realizes it is fine.

Sayup I open my eyes, "What time ..," My murmur, and rise to a sitting while rubbing both eyes.

"It's 11 o'clock in the afternoon, A" he said. "Wake up what, A."

"It's healthy for C.O.D, huh?"

Edi scoffed excitedly, "Healthy, be it! Hail C.O.D."

"Yes, take a shower first." I got up from my chair to go to the toilet.

But just out of the doorway, I raise both eyebrows, when I see the middle Mang Ento carrying a bucket filled with cement.

"Mang ...."

Her steps choked, then turned her head towards me, "Eh! Mas Deni ... What's up, Mas?" Her face looks nervous. Maybe he thought I'd snap at him.

I let out a long sigh, shaking my head faintly. My heart was devastated, when I remembered what I had done to her.

"Mang ... I want to apologize for last night."

He raised an eyebrow, and put the bucket he was sitting on. "ah! No need to apologize, Mom .... I'm the one who should apologize, for not being able to understand the situation."

I looked all over, "Mang Tohir, where's Mang Jajang going, Mang?"

"Mang Tohir again bought cigarettes with Mas Arif. But Mang Jajang stopped yesterday, Mas."

"Stop, Mang! When?" I said, a little exclaiming. How could they work in a house this big with only two energies.

"Yes, Mas ... Yesterday the rains ...."

"Street from here?"

"No, Mas.. He was riding Ojek who happened to pass by.. I tried to stop him, but he didn't listen."

"Oh, yes, Mang. I'll ask for additional workers."

"Ready, Mom! Excuse me, yes, Mas.."

"OK, sip, Mang ... The spirit!"

That's how it is, to make them lose their mind. Bogor-Serang, not a close distance. Somehow it is now, moreover it is still an old date. Hopefully he reached his destination safely, and did not disappoint his family.

At least my feeling is now much better, even though my body still feels so tight and stiff. And again the pain from the wound on my heel was disturbing as I walked on the foot on the toilet floor.

A few minutes later I was ready, and sat on the front porch with some P3K gear.

"Yes, it's it, A ... What's that got to be, A?"

"It's okay, in ...."

Until the agreed time comes. Edi and I were waiting for the motorcycle seller right in front of Gg. Lodges.

And soon one wheeled vehicle pulled over not far from where we were waiting.

"I think it's the guy, A."

"Try calling, Di."

It turned out that he was the person we were later, seen from his phone that rang when Edi contacted the owner of the motorbike.

"Kang! Here ...." I called him in a loud voice.

"The Edi, huh?" Said the Man. He wore a pale blue Levis jacket, with shorts made in—Celana Levis cut to the knee.

And we also do the buying and selling transactions, it does not take much time, because my knowledge of the machine is very shallow.

"There's still a lot, yes, A," Edi said, with sparkling eyes staring at his new bike.

"Yes equally ... But inget! Don't make any mention of it. Okay?"

"Okay A, most of all, shuttle, A."

"Yes straight home, huh."

"Yes, A" said Edi, turning on his new motorbike. "A Edi's home, yeah."

"Yes, Di, be careful on the road."

With a sigh of relief, I stared at the increasingly faint return of the Brother among other vehicles. Finally my sister left this location, now I can be more calm and free through the night in that miserable house.

The evening was covered in fog, presenting an increasingly piercing cold air. One by one the Ojek builders seemed to leave the base. None of the vehicles were seen entering the Gg. Lodges.

However, just as I started the vehicle engine, my vision stopped at a restaurant across the street. My stomach suddenly whimpered, signaling that I should buy something, for dinner tonight.

Upon arrival in the food stall, I looked at the row of plates and basins neatly arranged on the glass table. But none of that attracted these eyes. Until it stopped on a basin containing chicken claws. I don't know if it looks so delicious.

"Mom, chicken claw dong!"

"How much, Mas," he answered, opening the curtains.

But I fell silent, as if I felt something was lacking here, "Mom! Can you please fry dry, claw it?"

The mother furrowed both of her eyebrows, looking confused at my request. "But it's been seasoned, Mom."

"I want it fried dry! ... I paid twice, you know?!"

"Well, Mas, wait a minute" he replied, then brought a plate containing chicken legs into the room I thought was a kitchen.

How long I waited, she came back and wrapped my message, "This is Mas .. so 34,000, everything."

I snatched the plastic bag, and gave the money, "Thank you ... It..tin!"

"Mass, Kok—"

"Get me the change!"

I immediately got out of the stall, and rushed back to the Lodge house.

When I arrived home, Arif and Alvien were sitting on the front porch.

"Where are you from, Mr Boss?" ask Alvien.

"Abis buy him a motorbike!" timpal Arif, and glanced at my arm, "Take what, all right?"

"Chicken claw!" I sat on the front porch.

"But! chicken claw?" Arif asked, looking at each other with Alvien. "Try looking!" Seeing Arif's arm stick out—willing to take this pack—with a swift I brushed it off.

Distraught by the attitude of the two of them, I got up quickly, "Can't! You're not bothering me, I'm!" After saying that, I moved on, entered the house.

Krevikk .. Kreeesek ...

"What is it, Mom?" asked Mang Ento, accidentally glanced at me who was pouring dozens of dry plugs on a plate.

I pulled the lyrics, just stared at his face without flinching. Until he finally got away from me.

I don't know why my taste is so stirred when I see this chicken claw, so I'm so emotional if someone interferes with dinner tonight. Reluctant to wait again, I then took him to the living room to eat it immediately.

Krauk-krauk ...

I don't know why the taste of this claw is so delicious, a taste I've never encountered in any cuisine.

"What's good, Den?" alvien said, then sat on the chair in front of me. "Dry up, more items."

I clenched my teeth, staring at him. Alvien's words made this heart unsettled. My breath began to feel heavy, as if to be a sign that I should get out of this place.

I got up and looked for a quiet room, where I could spend all this without anyone bothering her. Until my eyes stopped and stared at the line of stairs.

On the second floor!

I got up and passed without a word, stepping quickly towards the second floor. I hope I can have my breakfast there quietly. Moreover, the weather has caused symptoms, if the day will change at night.

"Mr ...."

Pretending not to hear it is my best excuse right now. I hurriedly began to climb the rough, dusty steps, arriving on the second floor and heading towards the front balcony.

I have not seen anyone in such a state of severe hunger, other than myself at this time. My fingers were unceasingly shaking as the bones entered my mouth.

My eyes closed, so enjoying every bite that gave a crisp taste that was incomparable. I had to quickly finish off all these chicken claws, before those fools came back to look for me.

I want that .... Will you share with me?

My mouth stopped chewing, noticing the sound of a little boy echoing in a corner of the room on this floor.

I quickly turned to the source of the voice, but there was no one behind me. "Who!" my voice, with eyes around.

I'm so hungry ... Will you be different with me?

I put down the plate, and stood up straight, still with one bone claw sticking out of my lips, "Who's sister?" My face turned in search of the voice of this little girl.

Will you promise?

I fell silent and thought. Why would a child enter this house. Regardless of all that, where it came from. Because to my knowledge no one visits here. Besides Alvien and the workers.

You don't want to promise?

With a flat, slightly anxious face I echoed, "Don't play around here. Dangerous! Come on, get out."

I turned my head quickly when I noticed a shadow from the third floor stopping between the steps.

"Whose son's sister? Come on down here!" I said, looking at a girl standing on the stairs.

It is very clear if this little girl is not the child of the workers—looked from the way of her luxurious dress.

She was wearing a plain white dress, with a collar and sleeves expanding. Straight hair unravels up to the waist. His skin looks white. But I could not see his face clearly, for in this room there was no illumination other than the light of the gloomy twilight.

I don't know where this kid came from, because I never found a single child playing around the Lodge house. That's all a natural thing, considering the area here is very far with the settlement of residents—other than our house and one next door neighbor.

"Down, yu ..," I said, slowly stepping up to him. "Can't play here. The danger!" How furious this heart was, the child just fell silent, ignoring my words.

The more I approached the little girl, the more she fell down, until her hair covered her entire face.

"Hey!!! ... Shit!!"

My steps widened as the boy suddenly ran up the stairs leading to the third floor. I was worried if something happened to him, considering that the balcony ledge on the floor was still not equipped with a guardrail.

Suddenly I shouted before going up to the third floor, "Manggg!! ... Whose kid is this, anyway!" For a moment I looked up at the lips of the stairs— looked down—and then rushed after the boy.

One step past two steps at a time, until I arrived at the end of the next floor. For a moment I was silent, trying to regulate the breathing that started uncontrollably. Where else is the child! I turned my eyes, watching every corner of the room.

The third floor has three rooms on each left and right corner, and there is one toilet on the left corner. It was clearly different from the second floor which had no rooms or walls.

I was clucking lazily, when I had no sign of anyone here. Until my eyes rolled on the stairs leading to the fourth floor.

Goddamn it!!!

My steps opened up again to immediately search for him on another floor, but I stopped when I sensed the presence of someone standing right behind me.

"My mother said. Brother must accompany me here!" I twisted the body quickly at the sound the little girl was coming from.

I saw him again. His face looked gloomy, as if no passion had been emitted from his eyes. Dull white skin, with black lips. With this close distance—only five steps from my place—I just realized, if this child is not human.

All of that is reinforced by a hole in his forehead and an incision wound that lines up to the right eye temple. Both of his arms shuddered unabatedly, with fingers that were no longer complete.

I was so shocked at what I found, when my body weakened to fall with my buttocks sitting on the floor.

Will you play with me~

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