Mystery of Grandma's House
5. Behind the Screens

Morning has arrived. I woke up from my sleep I saw my sister got up first. Where I am, oh yes I am at grandma's house. I saw that mom and dad were also pacing outside the room. There's a lot outside, I thought.

I walked out of the room. At first glance I remember the events of last night that I experienced. It still feels creepy when you remember that.

"Eh you've got up, there's a bath behind my sister. After that breakfast together in front." Greet my mother.

"Where is the bathroom?" Much

"That behind the kitchen turn right from the door to the right blue brother, if the straight continues that exit." Obviously mother

I also immediately went to take a shower. Sticky also feels from yesterday just a morning shower at home. I immediately picked up the towel I had prepared from home. Slide into the bathroom to wash yourself. Suddenly in the middle of my shower, I,

Doko dokk

"Who is it ?" Ask someone who is outside. It looks like he is kebelet or indeed a prank because he heard from the sound of his loud beats.

There was no answer from outside. Maybe I'm gone, I thought.

Dokkk dokk!!

This time the sound of the door was getting louder. I was infuriated by him. No patience, my emotions are overflowing.

Dokk dokk!!

Emang anj*Ng this person can not be patient what how, murmured wonder mixed with annoyance. Without a second thought after being gedor so many times, I pulled my towel and with emotion. I wrapped it around the body like a sheath. And I opened the bathroom door. I look out.

It's blank!

"That's a big deal" I thought

I closed the bathroom door with the intention of continuing my activities. As soon as my door closes.

Dokk dokk!

"This is definitely not human?!" I thought I was starting to get scared. Sweat began to wash over my forehead.

I'll take a quick shower like lightning. Shower like a marathon runner. The door was still heard occasionally. Not from another door because the sound is like a zinc door in a gedor. And only this bathroom whose door is of zinc is attached to a wooden frame.

I rushed out while half slamming the door. I ran towards the room panting. What's with me. It was just me or the others who felt the same way. Immediately I changed clothes as soon as possible and soon followed the others at the dinner table. I'll tell this to my dad when I get home, I thought.

At the dinner table I saw they were eating food at the table. The food looks so plentiful and tempting. Yeah I haven't eaten since last night, my stomach's been thrashing in her.

"Here sit here" said Pakde.

"Eat a lot, take what you like" continued Pakde with a friendly smile. I saw my mother and Hendra enjoying the dish.

"Let me introduce you to each other" said Pakde. I watched as I picked up the rice and a piece of fried fish.

"This is all your father's brother's son, it's your uncle, Utomo and his wife there's your bulik Tiwi and Ningsih. Yang Bulik Tiwi and her husband, if the Bulik Ningsih had not married "clearly pakde while pointing at some people who were across the dining table.

"I hope you all get to know each other and get along. Remember silaturahmi. We are the birthplace. Don't be cut off from the relationship." Continue pakde. He was indeed an authoritative figure in front of the others. I was amazed to see it.

I saw them just glancing at me and smiling as if forced. I don't bully them. They don't like my family either.

"I also want to look at the symbols" replied the father as he got up from his seat.

I, who was done with my plate of rice, stood and followed behind my father.

"You want to come too?" Ask the father who I only answered nods.

Finally the three of us walked with dad in front while me and Bulik Ningsih followed a bit further.

"You are handsome also the deck, if not the child of Budi kang has not embat you" whispered Bulik Ningsih with a smile.

"Huh ?" I said half wrong.

I was surprised by the word just smiling. Bulik Ningsih is actually not too old. Her face was fresh for a young mother. Her skin is black with a round face and a small body. As tall as I. I'm assuming she's five years above me.

We finally arrived in front of the room. The three of us entered while greeting.

Seen on the bed an old old body that only remains weak skin and bones lying. His eyes occasionally glanced at who was coming. In his hand was clutching tightly a Kumal bell which he used to summon bi Sumi.

"I'm Budi" said Dad.

Sumpah did not answer. He just smiled I saw in the corner of his eyes condensing tears. It was like talking through the eyes. I felt like I was getting carried away into her sadness of loneliness.

"This same Ningsih my son mbok, this is your grandson." Continue father. Sewah remained silent but his eyes looked at me while hinting me to get closer.

I approached the sewah dance. Suddenly her wrinkled hands pulled and hugged me tightly. His mouth that had just been silent whispered the lyrics in my ear.

"Gowo no rumatono, dadio Satrio sing duweni kinurmatan (take care and keep it, then be your honorable knight) .". Lirih Simbah's. Slowly he let go of his embrace and returned helpless.

I was just confused to hear the word Sewah. I kept quiet only occasionally replying with a nod.

After a while the three of us came out of the Sewah room. Outside there is pakde and om Utomo we take turns to go inside.

"Simbok melek (wake up) in?" Ask my father.

"Yes kang" replied the smiling father.

Gedebugg

We were shocked to hear a sound like falling from the room. Soon we all pushed inside to make sure of the situation of Sewah.

"Buck it!" Shouting pakde.

Seeing that Simbah had been cupped under his bed. I heard the sighing of Simbah whimpering in pain. Her body had to fall from a high bed. There was blood on the temple.

"Ojo, my pu! (don't take my grandson!) ,". groaned symbok while shedding tears when picked up by pakde and father.

All of us looked at each other, astonished not to understand.

Seriate...