Gendhis
Chapter 7 Not Eye-Crowded

I hurried to open the front door, Vya already appeared beautiful with her long hair neatly tied up. He also appeared to be carrying a black plastic.

“New girl bangu... ga shabuh prayer?” Vya asked with her eyes full of search.

“Non Sorry, Mom last night peed on the mattress. I slept on carpet.” I said to Vya.

We went inside, Vya opened the plastic which turned out to contain rice anduk made by her mother. He deliberately had breakfast at my house. I also persuaded my mother to take a bath but it seems that she did not want to take a bath. I just combed my short hair and washed my hands and face with a towel. As usual to see the mother eat so greedy, the mother does not care if there is or not a side dish or menu. He will eat so well.

“Still no word from your father?” Ask Vya who finished spending one glass of water after she ate together.

I just shook my head quickly then immediately rushed to tidy up the tools that I would carry away.

“Mandi Gi, let me do it all. Day hunt.” Said Vya who saw me pick up the cardboard. He even pushed my body with his hips.

“Vy stage, let's go all at home new.” Say me while gluing the cardboard that I will use to pack things.

“Bathletes, who knows on the way to meet prince.” Vya Say.

“Yes already Vya, if there is a prince obviously she nyari princess or at least people who have time de-“ My speech in between Vya.

“Eit.. that's the name desperate, if the word neng Sheila Hasina we have to make ourselves high value. Then later our soul mate is also worth our ma.” Vya said while entering the equipment in the kitchen.

“Thinking soul mate, thinking tomorrow still eating what gaja already dizzy.” My complaint.

“That's the name we deny the greatness of God Ndis, Ndak may be so. The grace of God is always there for us.” Back my friend gave me a spiritual sirahman.

“It's like ustadzah only you Vya.” I said slowly, I pulled a towel and left Vya, I couldn't stand the scent of my own body. When I finished the shower I wore a shirt that had been torn in the armpit.

“Ih, sew first what replace Ndis...” Vya said glaring.

“What is Vy.” Said I was upset when I was going to comb my hair, my comb was also snatched by Vya. I widened my eyes because my comb was thrown by Vya into a garbage container.

Vya has given me another shirt, “What is Vy..” my protest.

“Ah myth, superstition...” Say hello.

“YE... yan says not I Ndis, ulama. There is this book in the discussion I forgot his name but the content is yes it's this is still in eman-eman. This is also in the waste of cup ma plate already gompel gini ni.” Her speech.

I can only see how I can't believe the cup that has no handle anymore as well as the frying pan whose ears stay one thrown by Vya into the sack of the garbage container.

“Woi.

Vya half chuckled. He said he would change it later. I can't believe what my best friend said, but he has changed a lot since High School. He never wore tight jeans again. His clothes were also many long-sleeved now. When I finished packing the goods, I called the driver I had ordered to transport the baran and we to my new place. Not far from the workplace is also the campus that became my target.The most I like from the house he was not too side by side with the neighbors then if my mother laughed or sang at night would not be bothering people.

Arriving at the house I saw the occupants of the house waiting. It's stale. But his eyes saw the mother from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair.

“What did your mother hurt?” Ask.

One question I always find difficult to answer when people ask me about my mother's illness. I also replied in a soft voice.

“Mommy is a little stressed because it was after giving birth to my sister, my sister's life is not helped.” Obviously me. Contract owners only answer the word ‘o’. After the departure of the owner of the house. Vya and I also enjoy instant noodles, as well as mom. Vya is not at all afraid of being near her mother maybe because she often met her mother. When he finished eating, Vya said goodbye. For some reason I went back to see Arya pick me up, I suspected that my best friend had a special relationship with Arya. But I dare not ask any deeper. Just like I don't want people to know what's going on with me, so do I treat Vya, I don't care if she opens the story first.

The night that I just gave my mom some medicine, I counted the money left, the schedule was the control mom. The medicine only had a few left.

“Minuman miras... miras.. “ Mother's voice begins to hum, carving on the wall with her index finger. But I immediately felt my hair standing up. I feel like someone is watching. I looked towards the bathroom door. No one, I rubbed my arms and rushed into the room. I waited for my mother to sing. Usually half an hour after taking the medicine the mother will fall asleep. When my mother put her body in bed, I will just rest my body. I have to go back to work tomorrow morning. But when I was about to close my eyes. Suddenly there was a sound from the direction of the bathroom, the sound of water being coughed up like a person was bathing. I was curious to be scared too. There can't be anyone in the bathroom. With a little courage, I walked with a piece of wood to the kitchen.

This house has only three rooms. Kitchen, living room and room. The bathroom is also directly connected to the kitchen. When I arrived in the kitchen I heard water splashing, with my hair sitting standing up and I swallowed my saliva violently, on the count of three I pushed the bathroom door. There was no one inside even the floor dry taka da used water. I ran and went into the room. I locked the door tightly, I hugged my mother tightly while trembling with fear.

‘deserved cheap, his house there is a ghost.’ My grouse. Minimal religious knowledge I actually play one mp3 containing people reading Yasin, hoping demons or ghosts or whatever creatures were in the bathroom to go. The next day I called Vya.

“Vya,. fast cheap rent. This house is haunted.” I whispered when I was alone, my mother was still asleep. My eyes were sunken, I didn't sleep last night out of fear. My best friend laughed at my frightened voice.

“Ndis... Ndis.. he said he had started praying las’ scared the same demit. I'll be there tonight. We're taking out the demit.

I'm increasingly gawking at Vya's words. How can my friend say it lightly.