LOVELY LAMINATINGRUM
CHAPTER 167 (SINANK NANG)
“Ke kosan me first, I want to take my clothes first sir, all send a message to Mr. Jono in case there is my brother who will come there” said Chinta
Dogel's car drove to Chinta's boarding house to pick up Chinta's gear and clothes, and maybe after this we'll head to Mjkt to pick up Winna's clothes as well.
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In front of the boarding house Chinta is now bright, the parking lot is already full of cars and motorcycles belonging to the boarding house, boarding guard Mr. Jono was in his place.
“My company dong mas, I was a little afraid that I had to go there even though now it is crowded” said Chinta
“Cause whis mbak Chinta, not friends” I said as I got down from the front door following Chinta who entered the gate kos an, tonight the situation here is safe and quiet, maybe there's nothing here
We both entered the gate of the boarding area, Mr. Jono was there he was chatting with people I did not know.
“Pak Jonoooo” greeting Chinta to Mr. Jono who is chatting seriously with people who should not be residents of this boarding house, because this boarding is only intended for women only.
Who was it who was chatting with Mr. Jono, the strange thing is that he dressed udeng and used Javanese striated surjan clothes.
Jono did not react when Chinta greeted him, he was cool with his serious face chatting with people who wore java udeng and striated surjan clothes. Though our distance with Jono is about 10 meters.
“Let's go up just mas, sir Jono seems to be busy with his theme” invite Chinta who walks first
We were already on the second floor of the boarding house, then Chinta walked towards his room which was located in the third room of the stairs.
“Sik Bentar mbak Chinta, I really feel something strange here”
“What are you doing, is there something that Petro suspects?” ask Chinta
“Hmmm yes mbak. Here, the seat should be there, not here. Last time me and Mr. Tembol took the goods that are on the wall of your room this chair is not here, but there mbak, in the room at the end of it”
“Eh yes mas, I did not notice this chair yes, is there anyone sitting here waiting for me to go home mas” said Chinta
“Or someone is trying to see the condition in your room, if you see the position of this chair in front of your window gini chances are he is climbing to see the condition of your room from the vent” I visit at the room ventilation
“Waduuuh if gini mas Petro only open my room mas, this is key” said Chinta who handed the key to me
Actually, I was hesitant to enter this room, considering that there is a chair here and most likely the person who was here just wanted to know what was in Chinta's room.
I put the key to the hole slowly to make it tasty, slippery, and not sick. Hihihihi no ding ah, you filthy mind!
After I turned the key, then I pushed the door slowly, but the door to Chinta's room did not open yet, because I had to feel that there was no one in the room.
But when I looked down, to the doormat in front of Chinta's room, and when I hadn't opened it.
“Eh mbak, your room mat is so dirty anyway, seeen ta a lot of clay and garden soil so” I pointed at dirty Chinta doormat, as if someone was here after gardening
When I saw once again it turned out to be clay soil, clay soil in the mat was reddish in color, to be known around this sby area there is no clay soil that is brownish red.
“Eh mbak for a moment yes, the land here is really suspicious yes, ehhmm please call a friend who is in the car, tell Indah here mbak” I said to Chinta
Not long after that our ghostly friend Beautiful was already next to us.
“Ndah, loaen the soil, where did the soil come from?” much
Beautiful looking and researching and smelling the land in the front mat of Chinta's room for a while. Then he said to us.
“The clay was the smell of a dead body, the clay was from the cemetery petro” said Indah slowly.
“Well, in accordance with my estimates and suspicions, the clay soil scattered there was from the mbak” cemetery I said in a soft voice so that China was not surprised and not afraid
“Eh Ndah, let's see in the boarding room, what's there? How come I feel weird about the one in this room Ndah”
“Better mbak Chinta did not go inside, let me just get the object that mbak Chintaintai” I rek trembling if told to take clothes and offal jeroane hihihi, hihihi, but yes this is forced or we go down first and take Winna or Chandra who took Chinta clothes
“Atau gini aja mbak, eeh better we go to the car first, and discussion with Mr. Tembol. If if only Winna or mbak Chandra could take, they would take the clothes mbak Chinta” I said to Chinta who was still confused.
Finally we decided to go back to the car and tell Mr. Tembol about the cemetery in front of Chinta's room and the one in Chinta's room.
“Gini only, we meet the keeper kos Jono, then we take him upstairs so he knows that someone has been here” said Mr. Tembol
Finally I, Chinta, Mr. Tembol and Indah headed to where Jono lived as a boarding supervisor, and he happened to be alone, while the person who was with him was no longer there.
“Mas Jono, good night mas” greet sir Tembol friendly
“Oh yes sir good night too, wow there is a Chinta mom, what a coincidence. Ma'am just now there was someone who came here, he insisted on wanting to go into the room mbak Chinta, but I did not allow it on mbak, and now the person has gone” said Jono
“Who is his name sir Jono” asked Chinta
“Sinank nang mbak, he named Sinank nang, he said he came from Mjkt mbak” area said Jono
“How to Chinta, what is familiar with the name Sinank nang” ask mr Tembol
“No sir, absolutely do not know me by whose name is Sinank nang” said Chinta
“Now where are the people in Jono” ask mr Tembol
“After leaving sir, I asked him earlier he said he was from the village, from a distant brother mbak Chinta, he said he felt that mbak Chinta was in danger, he said, and he also said that he had to go upstairs because in Chinta's room there was something that could make Chinta wretched” said the keeper of kos an
“But there's something strange about this guy sir, he's kayakanya indeed from the village, because he wears udeng, he's a, then he wears traditional Javanese clothes that model long sleeves brown and line it you know sir, he also wears black trousers and leather sandals that I have never seen his sandal” model
“Hmmm so yes Jono mas, how many people have been here in Jono?” ask Tembol sir
“He was alone sir, I had time to hold in this post sir, because he forced to go up to the top of pak” said Jono again
“Ya already mas Jono, now please take us to the top, because Mbak Chinta is apparently afraid if you have to go up alone” said Mr. Tembol again
Finally the four of us went up to the second floor of the boarding house. Then I showed you the clay dung that was on the doormat in front of Chinta's room.
“Sir Jono, did anyone come here? why is Chinta's front room so dirty sir?” ask Chinta to Jono.
“There's absolutely no one here mbak, I always keep it in front. Yes, only that was trying to get into the second floor and forced to go to Chinta's bedroom, because there is something that can make Chinta mbak wretched he said”
“Pak, the clay, said Indah it was the grave ground pak” said when Mr. Tembol told Chinta to come in and take his clothes
Mr. Tembol squatted to see the clay in Chinta's mat, then he took the brownish-red clay, then he smelled it.
“This is a rare land in urban areas, this land is in the countryside and most likely this land comes from a cemetery, because there is a smell of corpses here son. Tell you what, let me and my Petro son take all the clothes from Chinta”
“Hmm she wants to play rough now, she seems to want to hook you up to Chinta. But said Jono no one to the room nak Chinta, there is only a person named Sinank nang alone who was found in the post Kos an” muttered pak Tembol
“Are we dealing with two different people yes son, but said Jono no one who came in here hmmm” murmured mr. Tembol
“Already…. Later we will discuss it, now the important thing is to evacuate these three girls dulululah” muttered Mr. Tembol again
Already now take all the clothes son Chinta everything, and we immediately go from here” said Mr. Tembol again
“Nak Chinta where the suitcase and clothing place nak Chinta everything, I will take everything son,” said Mr Tembol
“After Mr. Tembol, in there is also clay soil also” said Indah
“Ndak papa nak Indah, clay land that applies only to nak Chinta only, for we will not be useful at all , so we go into this room and please let Chinta know anywhere and what I should take” said Mr. Tembol