He's Not Dead
There Are Followers (2)

I tried to go back to sleep, although there was still the sound of crying from the balcony.

“Take me home.”

Keep repeating. Whether you hear it or not, hopefully not. I finally fell asleep and woke up after dawn. The sound is certainly gone.

“Arka,” Papa said then turned to the kitchen. “There was a sound of crying from the balcony of your room.”

Papa's speech stopped because Mama came to bring coffee to Papa. He didn't want to talk about this with Mom. I didn't answer or discuss it until we were in the car.

“You heard also ‘kan?” ask Papa while focusing on the steering.

“Not just hear but had time to the balcony and see his figure.”

“Then?”

“Ya, I'm in again keep sleeping.”

I didn't tell you that it wasn't just our house that was visited by that figure, but Bono, Oky and Marsa as well. Let alone saying that figure was from the haunted villa we visited earlier.

By the time I got to class, Bono, Oky and Marsa were sitting around my desk.

“There was nothing, early in the morning after the conference,” I said teasing them.

“Don't joke, I was scared all night. Later that night I sleep in a place lo ya,” said Bono. I chuckled to hear it and then turned to look at Oky who looked the most moody and his face was clearly so tired.

“What Om are you also bullied?” Marsa asked while looking at me.

I forgot to ask Om Kaivan, the lesson bell started. While we ended the conversation about the distraction of the noni dutch boy and focused on the lesson.

In between studying, I opened the phone because there was an incoming message. It was from Om Kaivan.

[Arka, last night I was bullied. Ghost of the villa]

Fixes. We were all followed.

...👻 *** 👻...

“So how?” ask Bono.

The four of us sat in the stands after the study hours were over, I rubbed my face rough thinking about what made us be followed and bullied. Worse the figure still came to where we were, Oky had seen it in the toilet.

“Om you are bullied too?” ask Marsa.

I nodded my head.

“Hm, probably because we were tired yesterday and our actions disturbed their habitat. Hopefully later that night there will be no more distractions,” I said trying to calm them down.

“Lo sure?” Bono asked because among us he was the most timid.

“Ngak,” answered.

“If it turns up again, how about? I nginep in place lo ya,” pinta Bono.

“The figure that bothers us, is it the same?” Finally Oky opened his voice.

We looked at each other, I didn't confirm this to them.

“Which appeared in my room, a little girl with her hair tied up and her face pale,” Bono said.

I stared at Oky waiting for information about what was bothering him.

“Sama,”.

“Yang is on the balcony of my room also he.”

“I'm not sure if this happened because we are tired and .. there must be a cause. Not because we came to that place, there was something else that caused him to come,” said Marsa.

“But what?”

What I was worried about yesterday was Om Kaivan, because he was challenging a kuntilanak who was sitting on a branch but who was also another figure.

I decided to disperse and go home, trying to suggest that later tonight we would not be disturbed and could sleep well.

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After dinner, I didn't tell Papa about the disturbance I and my friends had, still with our belief that everything was okay. As usual, the three of us were still having a conversation after dinner.

Mama still reminded me not to choose a university outside the city let alone a different island. He doesn't care if I get a private university while I'm still in Jakarta.

“I can bring my own vehicle. Time still to be delivered papa.”

Papa chuckled at my complaint.

“Sorry Den Arka, there is a friend waiting in the living room,” said aunty.

“Says Bono, schoolmate with Arka.”

“After night, where are you going?” ask Mama.

“No plans anywhere, I meet first deh.”

Bono was in the living room, not sitting like a guest but walking back and forth and looking restless.

“Bono,” call me.

Bono looked over and approached me.

“Arka, I nginep here yes and I maksa. The devil is still there, he's still bothering me.” Bono said.

“Bono, you why?”

Bono and I turned, and Papa stood looking at us.

“Om, my permission to stay here huh? Please!”

Papa looked at me as if asking what the problem was.

“Ehm, Bono seems to be bullied by the villa waiter and he is still scared,”. I need to see if the others are still being bullied or just Bono.

“Hm, rest. It's night, tomorrow you guys have to go to school.”

It felt like I wanted to look up at Bono who was so scared, but to appreciate it I put up with that feeling. How not, he wants the room to stay bright and to the toilet also asked to be delivered.

“Sleep, even if the figure comes will not be able to enter,” I said calming Bono.

“Lo sure?”

I nodded slowly. We were already lying in bed and I was already sleeping when I heard that groan. Like last night, the figure cried and said ask to be delivered home.

“Arka, you heard it ‘kan? What if he comes in?”

I sighed because Bono managed to keep me awake.

“He will not be able to enter,”.

I was silent, the creature's moans were indeed getting more and more creepy sound even my body creeps.

“How to Ka?”

My phone and Bono's on the nightstand shook, we looked at each other and grabbed each other's phones. There are several messages in group chat.

Oky

Arka help me, he's in my room.

Marsa

This figure scares me, she keeps showing up and bothering me. Arka, how do we kick him out?

“Arka, how is it?” ask Bono.

My phone rang, apparently a call from Om Kaivan.

“Arka, this crazy crazy. The demon appeared again.”

“Om, relax first. What other om family is being bullied too?”

“No, I'm again in the apartment. You know myself I'm having trouble with my family.”

“Om here, the problem is not only Om Kai who is bullied. We all got the same interference.”

Bono and I went downstairs and waited for Oky and Om Kaivan. Papa was disturbed and finally woke up.

“Actually what is this?” asked Papa when all had gathered in the living room including Marsa.

“Pah, we are bullied. With the same figure of the villa,”, I said trying to explain the problems we faced.

“Yang crying on your balcony room?”

I'm nodding.

“But Papa didn't see anything strange there or feel any evil energy.

“Not from that villa, Om.” Marsa also opened her voice.

“Then?”

“From the haunted villa we came to,” replied Oky.

“What?”