
RT still chose to silence. That day, until dusk arrives finally this house has been neatly arranged and clean. Electricity can be turned on that day.
"Alhamdulillah, thank you for everything" said his father Dinar.
"Together, Sir. If there is anything, do not hesitate to ask for help to us," replied one of his neighbors.
Dinar's father gave them an envelope containing money. "This is for our thanks to you, for being troublesome."
"Oh my God, sir. It doesn't need to be like this, we willingly help you. We do not know if at any time need that help," replied one of his neighbors again.
After that, they went home one by one. Dinar and his family still go to the mosque to take a bath all prayer. No more distractions in this house. The upper floor is deliberately vacated before the lecture is held.
They choose to relax in front of the television. Talk and joke there. But sometimes, hearing the voice of a child also laughs.
"Mom" said Dinar.
"Let it go, maybe it's their home. We intend well, co." His mother understood what Dinar was listening to.
The dinar sat closer to his mother. He was terrified, but there was no other choice.
"I'll go to bed with Mom, yes" Pinta Dinar.
"What's up, anyway? Sleep alone, too big," said Dita.
"Follow you guys, deh. Sleeping on the couch is okay, too." Dinar.
"No, sleep in your room there" said Dita.
"Mom," call Dinar whining.
"Yes, I'm going to go" replied his mother.
Dinar smiled, then mocked her brother. They think distraction is just that. But they were wrong, the night was late. They decided to go into their own room. But Dinar's with his mother to sleep tonight.
"Go to bed, let's not hear anything weird. Don't forget to pray" his mother advised.
"Yes, Mom." The dinar immediately closed its eyes.
He was hoping to fly to his dreamland soon. He prayed and prayed in his heart incessantly, until he completely floated into dreamland.
Dinar's mother felt calm, when she saw her son sleep like this. 'Dinar Darling, may you sleep well, son.'
However, when he tried to sleep, suddenly again the sound of a small child.
"Come, play. Come here" came the voice.
Dinar's mother did not feel the slightest panic, she realized if indeed they also need to adapt when there are humans in this house. 'I'm not gonna bother you. We will take care of this house and take care of it. We live side by side but never bother us.'
Slowly the sound began to disappear. Dinar's mother's heart can not be denied if beating fast. Fear was always there, but she chose to be calm so that her son would also feel fear.
He immediately closed his eyes. No need to wait for long, he also fell into a deep sleep. Dita and Andre were in the other room. They talked and joked together.
Suddenly it sounded like two children playing with each other. They laughed and spoke to me, not so clearly.
"Well, listen to me?" ask Dita.
"Why, Yang?" Unlike Andre, he heard nothing.
"You heard no, Yang?" ask Dita.
Andre knew what his wife meant, though he did not hear it. "Yes, we're just sleeping. Don't forget to pray."
Dita nodded her head while smiling. Then, he chose to lie down immediately. "I'm not bothering, though. We are here with good intentions to look after and care for this house. We live side by side, but don't bother each other, yeah."
Andre laughed when he heard what his wife said.
"Why the hell, Yang?" tanya Dita was astonished.
After that, Dita closed her eyes. Even if he still listened to it. However, a few moments later. The sound disappeared out of nowhere and even then Dita Badu can sleep soundly.
***
The next day, they woke up early in the morning. They were getting ready to go to the mosque to take a bath and all dawn.
"Mom, wait. Don't leave me alone" Dinar said when he saw his mother about to leave the room.
"Come, Din. No way, we keep going for both. This is your home, it should be adapted. The more you're afraid, the more you'll get bothered by it." Dinar's mother advised him.
Dinar pouted while looking at his mother. "But, Mom."
"Come, Din. We take a shower, all for prayer. Hunt the crowd, we do not feel good dong," said his mother.
"Yes, Mom." Inevitably, Dinar had to ventured into the activities in this house.
Dinar felt, maybe because the house is too long, so that ghosts here appear, or timeless interaction. Because, he day while here also often hear the same thing.
Dinar's mother chose to leave the room first, while Dinar was still making his bed.
"Key, there you are must be an adventure for you. But unfortunately you are no more. The mystery will be a mystery, until the time will reveal it by itself" murmured Dinar.
Then, after that Dinar came out to follow the existence of his other family.
"Mom," call Dinar.
"Kitchen" his mother replied.
The kitchen in this house is quite far back. The house was so spacious, it felt so big for these five people.
"Mrs, Mama?" ask Dinar.
"It's okay, just look at the supplies. Later I thought, go home to pray all shopping," replied his mother.
"Later, come along, Mom," said Dinar.
"Yes, look Brother is up yet. Come on, we're getting ready to go to the mosque. It's not good if people wait for us to take a shower" his mother said.
"Good, Mom. Dinar chose to immediately carry out what his mother ordered.
It feels lonely and quiet, when the people in this house have not done their activities.
Geck! Geck! Dinar knocked on her sister's room door.
"Sister, are you awake yet?" tanta Dinars.
"Already, Deck," replied Dita from behind the door of her room.
"You're ready to go to the mosque, hunt out!" dinar said with a loud tone.
"Yes, Din." Dita was inside already preparing her own clothes and her husband's.
Then, Dita and Andre immediately went out of the room. It looks like Dinar is sitting while playing his phone.
"Mobile continues, help me there. Busy courting continues," said Dita.
"Ih, what the fuck, anyway. Who is dating" replied Dinar.
Dinar's mother walked over to them. "Are you ready?"
"Already, ma'am," they answered at the same time.
"Come, go, go" take her mother.