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CHAPTER 133 (BASHI WAVES)
“It turned out to be a solid black cat, he was sliding his body on the corner door of the water tub. Strange, if the bathroom door is closed, then where did this black cat come from?”
“Mas heheheh take the cat mas, give the name now, the positive energy is good for you, even though we do not know this black cat comes from where” said Mirah
“Tro here o, bring here the oil lamp” tell me to Petro who is still standing some distance away from me
The oil lamp light managed to illuminate some of the bathroom that should look clean, just because there is a lot of dust so this bathroom looks dirty.
“Lho Wah, kok iso there koceng in there Wah” point Petro
I didn't answer Petro's question, because I also didn't know how there was a bell in the bathroom whose door was closed.
After being exposed to the oil lamp, it turns out that the cat still has a derivative of persia, maybe you could say this type of persimed or medium persia.
“Gendong and give the name now mas” said Mirah again
“Puuuusss, this pusss” call me to the black cat who suddenly comes to me and shifts her body at my feet
Without thinking long the cat I carried, because I myself do like this animal either locally or there are still descendants of the race.
“Oooh it turns out you are a female yes, hehehe ndak papa, I still like kok hahah” I carry the cat
“Your name is MBAK BASHI, hihihih. Than you are here, you better come with me mbak Bashi”
“Wah there is no better name than that? Sort of desy or Cindy that wah hihihi” kta Petro
“Iku lak name pansi sing mbok bench Tro hahah”
“Eh Mirah, should we ask permission from Mbah Saripah? I feel like I once made him angry you”
“Hihihihi mas Blewah this is how sin, try to see the cat deeply, who is in the cat mas hihihi”
I was shocked when I looked deeper into the eyes of the black cat I gave the name mbak Bashi, it turned out that in the body of mbak Bashi there was mbah Saripah who was staring intently at me hihihii.
“I'm sorry Mbah, I have done something bad to Mbah Saripah” while I carried and looked at the face of mbak Bashi
I took the cat off to be free to walk, I wondered if this cat would follow me or if he would still be around the bathroom.
When I took off it turned out that the cat was leading to the room next to the bathroom. He walked slowly to the room that used to be occupied by Joe or Bejo.
“Do we follow the cat Wah” asked the doubtful Petro
“Eh yes Tro, had not seen in the cat there mbah Saripah, he who guards in the bathroom it” I was actually lazy to tell Petro, he said, but how else does it all lead to the supernatural.
“Hehehe you even make me afraid ae Wah, how can an abah-mbah be in the cat heheheh”
“Lha it's up to you Tro, believe it or not, for example me, in my body there is me and there is Asyumirah. Does that make sense?” I'm at a loss to explain to Petro who doesn't believe in anything supernatural
Again, I am actually lazy to come into contact with the supernatural, because the human brain has limitations of what it sees, feels, and learns. So man can only reason and think from what he sees to feel and learn.
Unlike the Unlimited supernatural, our brain is unable to reason with the supernatural, all that makes no sense can make sense to the supernatural, our lives as humans should be able to sort out which milah we need and which we should throw away.
Like this Petro, I cannot give him a logical explanation, because the supernatural is not suitable for logic, just follow the direction of the supernatural where, if it remains in the direction of our goal yes follow, follow it, if it is not suitable that left. That I think is yes.
“Pokoke follow me where the cat goes mas, have no need to berlogika with Petro mas, ndak will be able to meet if you still fight logic mas” said Mirah who turns out to know my confusion.
The black cat I named Bashi went and went into Bejo's room. When I got to the closet I had closed the door he meowed loudly, he seemed to want to go in there.
“Already Tro, get used to what is here, because our journey is still far away, especially with the increasingly strange Dogel situation just”
“Anything mbak Bashi, want to go into the closet kah mbak” kanyaku on a furry furry furry soggy crepe in deep black.
Bashi's mother kept meowing hard and occasionally shifted her body to my feet. I know he wants to go in there, but I don't know what the reason and purpose is.
Whether Bashi's mother in it there is a Saripah mbah it wants to invite me to the hallway that many corpses or to the other hallway that looks deep and far away.
“Wah, the cat wants to go into the Wah” closet Petro said
“Iyo Tro, this closet will open, but you must be ready if there is something in it Tro. Remember, we are in contact with the Tro supernatural, so it could be that the absurd will come true
Petro's face that was exposed to the oil lamp that I just handed to him seemed convinced.
I opened the big closet in front of me to let the cat into it. I casually opened the closet, because I've opened it before.
An incredible stench came out of the black wooden cabinet, I looked at Petro who was just trying hard to see what would happen next.
The black cat I named Mbak Bashi was silent while looking at the black hole like a tunnel in the wall of the closet attached to the wall.
I went forward to the hole, and then poured the oil lamp light into the black hole in the wall of the closet.
Before I had come here, but only a few meters into this tunnel, I did not dare to go deeper because I only brought a HP flashlight.
“Mirah, actually the back of this store what the hell, why there is a hallway that leads to the back. If the back of this store is a mound of land or hill yes I understand, but if the back of this store is a resident's house, it just didn't make sense” I spoke a little loudly for Petro to hear as well
“Mas Blewah can not mix stirring between supernatural with real circumstances mas. Last time we started to enter this tunnel alone we already exist in another realm mas, if mas Blewah only based on logic alone obviously will not make sense mas”
“Although it does not make sense, but Mr Blewah lived it too right, then is this reality? Is Mirah also a reality that can be thought of with limited human reason heheheheh”
“Wis ah Mirah important meet me in a dream yes, make me a wet dream.sah ..sah ..sah hihihi” I said as I stepped into the tunnel
“Wah you are sakjane purak talk yourself let me be impressed and believe or indeed you are the same woman named Mirah it se?”
“Hehehe, your grandmother did not explain definitely will not believe Tro, but someday soon Nek Mirah already has the strength to show themselves in front of you, surely your crew will be astonished hihi”
“Let's just walk, and one more Tro, you don't have to be afraid or how about the many unseen that are here, anyway you follow my steps ae Tro heheheh” added me
Madam Bashi walked slowly in front of me, and once she looked at us, maybe she wanted to make sure we followed her.
“Mas soon there is a T-junction that Mirah once told the cantaloupe, if to the left will meet with many bodies and if to the right will go in a far direction once”
“Mirah, should we trust this cat?”
“Mas Cantaloupe have you seen who is in the cat?, if you have seen and are sure it means that you can make a decision to believe or not mas” said Mirah again
“Wah, terowogan iki bauknya getting worse, rotten, koyok there are thousands of tikos carcasses. Do we continue there Wah?” ask Petro doubtfully
I didn't answer Petro's question because I was busy watching the cat in front of me. Turns out we have arrived in front of the fork, in front of me there are two equally dark tunnels.
The left-hand word of Mirah is the source of this stench, and if the right one is going to go somewhere far away.
Ms. Bashi is sitting on the tunnel floor, she has not decided which way to go. I just let the cat sit still and sit on the tunnel floor.