Abandoned House (True Story)
True Story - Astral Interaction Part 1

Three months have passed since I left the old Dutch-style house. I don't know what the building is like now, all this time I just spend time in my house located in Cilebut Bogor.

My daily life here is very unclear, with no meaningful activities, other than playing games, eating and sleeping.

"A ... Wakeup ...."

"What time is it, Mah ...."

"That's a phone ... It's noon on this part! Wakeup ...."

"Yes-it ...."

With dim eyes, I sat on my bed. It's finally me

"The abbis took a shower!"

"Yes, Mamah ..." I said, "someone calls, early in the morning!"

"You are this ... It just plays games, games on!, almost every night!" grumbled my mother, and passed.

The..!! the kring..!!

My pandang switched to a phone that sounded very disturbing. Whose number is again, this ....

"Hallo," I said, frowning one eyebrow at the noise of my interlocutor, "This is Who!?"

"Den ... This is Babang." How many of these numbers are People ....

"Deni guess who ...."

"How are you, Mamah, Den."

"Thank you, Bang" I replied. "Where is Bang? very noisy."

"Thank God if it's healthy, Babang again in Den's Lodge, again on the job."

"Well, it's already been built, anyway, Bang?"

"Udah is half-finished Den" he replied, sounding as he walked away from the noise.

"Gini Den ... Babang, right, can not if you continue to keep an eye on the workers here ... Babang must return to Serang. Si, Arif, was told by the foreman but no becus ... He wanted both Deni, he said, how could you not?"

Considering my savings are getting thin, because there has been no income since I lived at home.

"Can, Bang ...," I cried, with enthusiasm, "Originally there is a current to the ATM, Bang .. "my joke, making bang Yudi laugh lightly.

"That can be arranged, Den ... But, leave now, yes, Den, Babang wait, at the Lodge." I could not answer Yudi to end his call.

It always ends like this when dealing with him, everything must be done quickly, even though I am not a typical person who is in a hurry to solve problems.

I then moved from the room, to clean myself, and prepared to—glide to Bogor.

My mother, who realized that her son was very busy preparing for everything I wanted to bring, asked, "Where are you going, A?" my mother, who was watching TV in the living room.

"You go to Bogor, Mah."

The footsteps approached, as my mother stood in the doorway of my room, "Fourth, Yudi?"

"Yes, Mah ... He called me."

"Until when, you follow him?"

"I'm not up to the heart, Mah. If he refuses a task ... When I was in Bandung, he facilitated, me."

My mother let out a light sigh, "Yes, Mamah knows, but it's only natural she's like that."

"Stay, Deni's not good, Mah."

"How long have you been there?"

My mother already knew very well, every time I was with bang Yudi, it would definitely take quite a long time, even up to months.

However, that does not mean I ignore my beloved family. Every month I keep transferring some money to my sister's account, to meet all the needs of the house people. I don't think I have a father anymore.

"Maybe a long time, Mah." I closed the zipper on my bag, after putting some wear into it.

"Can, right. Mah?" I looked up, and smiled warmly at my mother.

"If it's good for you ... Mamah could not forbid it" said my mother, with a smile carved from her face.

I lifted my bag, then kissed Mom's arm for a goodbye.

"Take care of yourself ... Never be wrong in your company."

"Be calm ... Deni always remembered all the advice, Mamah," I said, to which Mother called, "Deni goes, Mah. Greetings to my two sisters ... Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsallam, be careful on the road."

After saying goodbye, I left the house, and as usual, I walked on foot, using public transportation to get to Bogor, because there was only one vehicle in my house, it was used for the purposes of my sister's school.

Fortunately the surrounding air was still not so hot, I walked with quick steps, to arrive at Cilebut Station immediately.

Although you can also use other public transportation. But I prefer the Railway as my favorite transportation. Besides being fast, it is also very irritating pockets, because the ticket price is very economical, namely, only 1,000 rupiah.

Very much different if compared with other public transportation, which can reach up to 3,000 rupiah, it was a very long time.

How many hours I travel. Now I have arrived in front of Gg Lodge. The public transport car that carried me, slowly pulled over right on the lip of Gg Lodge road.

Beep-beep ....

I turned back, body,

"Mas ... Less, nih ...."

I scrunched my eyebrows, then approached Keri's car in dark blue.

"It's usually that, too, Bang."

"Dutch Time!? It's only a thousand, Mommy."

My eyes widened, looking at the piece of money that was thrown at me by the driver. Lucky the weather is currently hot, enough to camouflage, cover my red face—malu half dead.

"Sorry, Bang ... Wrong take the money," I said, replacing the piece of money with a five thousand fraction. But damn, the driver did not give back to me, he just stamped the gas, leaving. Shit!!!

I took a deep breath, then continued on my way. Namin in front of Gg. Loji, already waiting for some Ojek builders, who were watching me from a distance.

"Come ..."

"Oject, Mas ...."

No need to be asked if you want to ride Ojek here, because they all first wave their hands, to anyone who wants to enter the Gg. Lodges.

"By, Mang." I approached a group of people sitting on a post made of wood, roofed with dried coconut leaves.

"Okay, ready ... Where's mas?" exclaimed an Ojek handyman, nimbly riding his motorbike.

I do not know exactly, the name of the Street or RT/RW of the Lodge house, Lodge,

"Later to show the direction," I said, riding on the bike, "I forgot the name of the road, what," I continued.

Until exactly at two o'clock in the afternoon, I finally arrived at the place I was headed.

Contractor activity was crowded from a distance, a large Molen Truck parked haughtily in front of the old house. Puddles mixed with Sement flowing along the road, so much dust billowing, united with the wind that blows— make the air around feel not fresh.

"Stop here, Kang," I said, patting Ojek's shoulder.

"Ready," he replied, and the bike pulled over, "Please, Mas .." he continued, after I got off and paid the fare.

I got off not in front of the Lodge house, because the only road was already exhausted by some trucks parked along the road.

I stepped a little on my tiptoes, to avoid the puddles of water mixed with Sement. Walking down the lip of the road, with arms covering the nose, held back this dense dust from being inhaled by me.

The noise that was heard when I spoke to Yudi turned out to be from some of these trucks that were operating. Large hose—enough to swallow one soccer ball. The hose is blue filled with spots of Sement—dry. It ends on the third floor.

"Dent ...."

I turned my head quickly, as I heard a screech from a man.

Look Arif with black dress striped yellow, wearing shorts, and a mobile phone that is in his grasp.

He was in front of the house with Yudi, and two other workers.

I glanced at the old house, Wow!!!

The Dutch-style weathered building, now no longer seen in my eyes.

Only the remains of meaningless wood debris, piled up just like that in the front yard of the house, he said,

which has blackened. Probably the remains of an old building.

The old house had evolved into a very sturdy and majestic new building. Two support poles on the front porch of the house, supporting the balcony above it, ceramic flower patterned, large, lay adorned the floor.

Even the two windows that squeeze the main door, has a beautiful pattern, in the form of Koi fish with red roses. Although the wall had not been covered with paint, it was much better than before.

"Den, here ... There's a lot of dust in there" Arif said.

"Dine, yes ... Den," added Yudi full of authority.

"Steady soul, Bang," I said, making Yudi laugh winning.

"Later Deni and Arif while staying here first ... Many expensive building items are stored in room number two," said bang Yudi, patting my shoulder slowly, "ready, right. Den?" continued.

"Ready ... Bang, I'm here anyway, too. There's no way I'll refuse" I replied, making Yudi laugh out loud.

"But ... Don't go home without permission, okay?" joking Yudi, it reminded me of something that opened my smile and held my laughter.

"Sorry ... Rif, I forgot to tell you that there was a handyman who was going to tear down the building at that time," I replied as I rubbed the back hair.

"Bad ...," said Arif with an unstoppable laugh, "gue woke up because of the sound of a bulldozer in front of the house ... Good thing Usaman woke up, we."

"Precisely .... Good thing I didn't get involved in the rushes, you, the Rif," I commented, giggling.

"Sorry, sir, it's disturbing" said a well-dressed contractor, complete with his yellow helmet. "This is the last truck sir, I ordered five trucks containing Full Sement," he continued, then showed a note paper that he gave to Yudi.

"okay ... This last one means, sir?" yudi said, picking up a piece of that note and chatting with him, like clucking on payment.

Time continued to pass, exactly at 16:30 WIB, one by one the truck sement it had started to leave the location accompanied by other workers.

"Ref ... Find someone who can clean up" Yudi said.

"That can be arranged, Bang."

Yudi's steps choked, for a moment saw his cellphone ringing, "Well! Babang must return to Serang now," said bang Yudi hurriedly.

"Hurry up, Bang?" I said accompanied by the sound of the motor running. "Be careful, Bang."

"Later Babang transfer to your ATM, make a handle during the stay here," said bang Yudi and passed with his motorcycle.

We just gawked, saw him go. He wanted me to come here quickly, but he himself wanted to quickly leave this house.

"Last-lately ... The Baso guy, he likes it like that" Arif said, making me turn my brain.

"Hurry home?"

Arif, lowered his lips, and nodded faintly.

"Get in, yuk."

The wind blows increasingly louder, as the sun gets fainter.

And for the second time, I set foot in this house. Although now the entire building has changed completely, but not with lush trees, and weeds that appear to crowd the other side of this house.

I furrowed my brows looking sharply at the wall fence that was the separation between our house and the house next door, I smiled a little after reading a large enough rainbow that read, 'DON'T KOTORI OUR HOUSE' I thought the house was uninhabited before. At least now I know. If we have neighbors.

Whereas, for the living room felt much larger than before, looking straight ahead from the main door, I could see the kitchen, and a staircase at the right angle, which led to the next floor.

There are only two seats and one teak box table, in this spacious living room. And still smell Sement that makes the whole house feel stuffy.

As usual, this curiosity will not be treated if I have not seen the entire space in this house.

"Where are you going, Den" said Arif, he was sitting on a bench.

"Look the kitchen," I said, didn't stop.

"Coffee shop?"

I waved my right arm, "no!"

My steps were blocked, when I arrived at the room I was headed to. This kitchen is quite luxurious, with a magnificent modern Kitchen. Not yet fully finished, this kitchen ....

The back door that opened, presented a view that was not strange to me, but now there is only one rambutan tree, when it numbered three trees. 'That means this is where the well is ... Now it's the kitchen.'

Downstream the sound of the motor engine, it sounded closer and closer.

"Russia ... Girl, you're coming, here ...." Arif exclaimed from the living room.

"Take ... Make, you, Rif!"

Still not content to look around, I did not participate, welcoming those who had just arrived.

Although the sun has not fully set, but in this house it already feels very dark. This is because there are no lights installed in each room. It's gonna be so exciting!

My eyes were rolling on a used closet that seemed familiar to me. I met this cupboard when I first visited this house. Maybe because of its condition that is still worth using.

"Wooy!" My reflexes screamed, as I was struck by a person patting me on the shoulder from behind.

"Snap ...." I shrieked, shaking my head, as I saw Ardan walking away towards the living room.

I also decided to end this search, then followed Ardan who turned in one of the rooms.

But when I got to the room I was going to. I just saw Arif and Alvien, of course it made me feel weird.

"Lho ... Where's ardan?" let me frown both eyebrows, glancing there.

Alvien, who had just seen me, was so happy that he exclaimed, "Widih ... Any 'aja, you, Den?" Alvien came up to me, shaking faintly, "Sorry, Den ... He just wanted to come along not so. Because, uh, Adam asked for an anther to Laladon."

With a blank and confused look I glanced straight at the kitchen. What was that ...

"Yes, now mending we buy foam mattresses and some fittings to clean the house," said Arif.

"Hayu, Rif," replied Alvien.

"This is the money ... Let me be with Alvien on the way," I added, Arif gave me some money, "Lu's all right, alone?"

Arif clucked anxiously, as seen from the look on his face, "Yes. Don't be long, do."

"Please calm down, sir ... No one's gonna rape you, huh."

"Damn, lu!"

Given that the day is getting dark, it would be very unpleasant to have to cross the quiet and gripping Lodge road at night.

Me and Alvien left, rushing to buy all the necessities we needed in this house.

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At exactly 18:25, Alvien and I managed to buy everything we needed, and arrived in front of the Lodge house.

Beep it..!! beep..!! beeping..

Alvien rang the horn, signifying our arrival.

"Woy ... Open it!" Pekik Alvien, can't wait to get inside the house.

Before long Arif was seen running from inside the house, to open the gate that had been locked tightly.

"Quick a little ... This weight is kasurrr!" My waist seemed to want to break, carrying this heavy foam mattress, along the way.

"Take in, nih ...."

"Babylon ... Here I take it, Den."

We then brought our groceries inside, with the help of Arif.

"Rig, we split the task, 'aja, '" I suggested, which gained the attention of the two of them.

"By, Den."

"New also nyampe ... What task, anyway. Sir?"

"Gue, sweep all the rooms." I turned towards Alvien, "Lu, mopping the floor ... And, lu. Rifs. Prepare the beds." I glanced at them alternately. "Where?"

"Snips ... Agree."

"Body, lah. Sir!"

Not wasting time, I started working, finished my job. Arif and Alvien are making a cup of coffee.

"Take care of you, Govin!" I pulled Alvien's arm until he staggered up from his seat.

"Sue ... " He passed, having taken his work equipment.

"Your hat, tuh."

I never thought taking care of the house could be this late. Maybe I should appreciate cleanliness more.

I sighed, lifting the coffee cup that Arif had prepared.

"The murkur steps, I! Tomorrow it's a dirty house again!"

"Not so bad, is it. Den."

"Thank God ...."

Alvien who was mopping the kitchen was no longer visible blocked by the wall of room number three, which also became the limit of the kitchen space.

"Hurry up that kid mopped it up?"

"What's important is that he's working, Rif."

But soon something fell down loudly accompanied by the voice of Alvien whimpering.

"Vien!" I got up and ran to get to him.

"Vienna ..."

Alvien was seen lying on the floor with both hands that kept wiping his head lately.

His body was soaked with floor cleaning fluid, which was also splattered on the floor with buckets lying by his side.

I grabbed Alvien's body and lifted him up until he sat down, "Vien?" my question, given the very strong impact sound, I checked his head—fear of bleeding.

"Lu, why, Vien!" sergeant Arif, who also arrived in the kitchen.

"Gue also does not understand why can jatoh .. just feel there is something on the floor, after that I was slammed kissing the floor," said Alvien.

"It can be a road, right. Lu?" Alvien nodded faintly, he stood up slowly with the help of me and Arif.

"Let me continue."

"Okay, Rif. Please, yeah."

"Look down, Vien, you take a break, all right."

I then took Alvien to the room that Arif had provided, then laid him on a foam mattress.

"Gue make milk, first," I said, then walked into the kitchen.

My steps were stuck on the side of the door, my eyes darted sharply towards the kitchen, How many hours have I been here, but bad premonitions often pierced my heart.

I approached Arif who was in the kitchen, he continued Alvien's work alone.

"Rif, there's something strange about this house," Arif turned to me and continued his work.

"How weird?"

"Angoing, worrying, is that it?"

"No ... Lu, is that it?"

"From the first day I went into the house."

"Just a feeling, you doang."

"Yes-times, yeah."

On the sidelines of the conversation, suddenly the sound of a water machine rang.

Grriiiinngg...

"There's a water machine ... But the lights aren't on yet!"

"Sweety comments, you, Den!"

Arif who had finished cleaning the floor, then went to the living room, "all Den coffee," said Arif.

"What coffee is milk?"

"Oh, yes. Milk 'aja ...."

I put three glasses on the table wall ceramic, I had time to look for sugar and coffee that turned out to be stored in an old teak closet that was tightly closed, because it was getting dark, because it was getting dark, I had a little trouble pouring sugar and coffee into a glass.

"Yes, geez!" my mummy brought the face closer to the glass.

But something strange happened..!!

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