Room No.11B
The Part 153

I ran to the elevator. Unbeknownst to me, I bumped into some students on the fifth floor. They looked at me with strange eyes. And face...

Their faces were exactly like those red kuntilanak. I ran the ridge. Arriving in front of the elevator, I pressed the button to get down on the wall quickly. Hope the elevator opens soon.

Stand off. Open elevator. I'm slamming in.

I pressed the button to close the door quickly. The door moved shut. Suddenly it opened up. Two students entered with snickering laughter. They looked at me, with strange eyes. Also a face that looks like a red kuntilanak. I'm woken.

I ran out of the elevator. Why does everyone's face look like that red kuntilanak? And why does his typical laughter always ring in my ears?

I ran down the stairs quickly. My breath was hard I did not feel. My chest's tight I don't press. Sweat had flooded, soaking my forehead and my entire body.

On the ground floor, there are a lot of students I've met. Again their faces look like red kuntilanak. A strange look with a grinning smile as well as a snickering laugh that frightened me.

My goal is only one, campus mosque. I ran towards the campus mosque. Being in the mosque maybe I can be more calm. I open my shoes, then head to the ablution. I'm wudhu. After that I tried to calm myself. I took a deep breath, and then I exhaled slowly. I repeated it a few times.

Thankfully, laughter was no longer heard. I am starting to control myself. My heart is no longer beating fast. I stepped inside the mosque. I saw some students praying, some just sitting and lying down. Feels cool and calm.

I performed the tahiyatul prayer of the mosque two rakaat, followed by the hajat prayer. Then I prayed to the Almighty.

Seeking protection in the face of all temptations. Asking for clues that what I did was right. Begging me to be given strength in the face of the evil forces that are threatening me and my friends. I fully believe that truth will always prevail. Although bitter to live it.

After praying, I sat down to calm myself down. Sitting against the wall of the mosque. My feet are moving forward. Aaahhh, delicious.

Before long, the echo of Adzan Zuhur reverberated. Slowly the mosque was full of students and students who wanted to perform Zuhr prayer. This afternoon, I prayed Zuhur congregated at the campus mosque. Very calm and delicious.

I sat down cross-legged after the prayer, while reciting and closing my eyes.

"Son Adi." Grandpa Badrun's voice called out to me, startling me.

"Kek Badrun" I said.

"Right is what you've done son. The food of mustika is indeed prayer and remembrance. Now the power of mustika that you can use again to fight evil." said Grandpa Badrun.

"Alhamdulillah. Cake, I have something to say." I said.

"What is a son?" ask Grandpa Badrun.

"When he looked at Mas Gun with his eyes. There was a great power hidden within Mas Gun's soul. But we can't activate the Kek." I explained.

"Can Grandfather help to activate the power within Mas Gun's soul?" my many.

Grandpa Badrun chuckled softly.

"Thank God. There will be more help for you against that red kuntilanak. Later tonight meet me in the middle of the field at twelvepm." replied Grandpa Badrun.

"I'll help your friend." continued Grandpa Badrun.

"Thank you, brother." I said.

"Yes Nak Adi." said Grandpa Badrun.

Then it sounded again boisterous crowded atmosphere of the mosque. I opened my eyes. Finished my communication with Grandpa Badrun. Thank goodness, if the power of Mas Gun is active. Then there will be help that can ease me and Tika.

* * *

After the Ashar prayers congregate at the campus mosque. I also decided to go home. I hope there are no more distractions. I hope my eyesight returns to normal.

Bismilbornrahmanirrahiem. I'm ingrained.

My move left the campus mosque. I ran into a group of students in front of the mosque. Thank God, their faces look normal. My vision returned to its original form. Glad I could see their sweet faces. I went back to the boarding house.

Arriving in front of the gate, I was silent as I looked around. Looking for Nek Iyah.

Ah, apparently the atmosphere of Nek Iyah's house looks lonely. I opened the boarding gate quickly. After I closed it back, I stepped up in a hurry. I walked through the yard to the garage. Just stepped in the garage, all of a sudden..

"Dek Adi."

Nek Iyah's voice called me.

Stalled steps. I turned around. I saw Nek Iyah already standing on the porch.

"What's wrong, Grandma?" my many.

"May I speak for a moment" he said.

"Bo-by Nek." I replied.

I walked towards the terrace of Nek Iyah's house. He let me sit. Then Nek Iyah passed into the house. Soon Nek Iyah came back out with a glass of tea.

"Please drink the Deck," he said as he put a tea glass on the table.

"Yes Nek."

Nek Iyah sat in front of me. Sayup. Her face looked bad, like it was holding something.

"Emm, if you may know. What would Grandma want to talk to me about?" my many.

"Anu. Emm. I was confused where to start." said Nek Iyah.

Confused?

I kept waiting for Nek Iyah to continue her conversation.

"Daddy, I know how you've been feeling lately. I'm sure you feel scared, confused, anxious, and threatened." said Nek Iyah.

I didn't say.

"But I'm sure, you are a strong child." continued Nek Iyah.

"What do you mean, Grandma?" I pretend I don't understand.

Nek Iyah looked at me. He closed his seat near the table.

"Be careful for tonight and the nights ahead" Nek Iyah said softly with an expressionless flat face.

Deg deg deg deg. My heart is beating fast.

"A-pa, what does Nek mean?" many nervous.

Nek Iyah just kept quiet without implying any expression on her face.

"Please drink the Deck." tell Nek Iyah.

I stared at the tea glass in front of me. Slowly my hand reached for the tea glass.

Bismilbornrahmanirrahiem. I said in my heart before sipping the warm tea that Nek Iyah served.

Suddenly the tea water in the glass turned black and smelled foul. I was surprised when I put the glass back on the table, the water spilled a little. Nek Iyah just looked at me, again no expression.

"Sa-I'm sorry, Grandma" I said.

I got up from my seat and hurried to leave Nek Iyah's house. Crazy, what he put in that tea. Minted. You crazy Grandma, she wants to poison me with something invisible to the naked eye. It was a cold-blooded killer.

Arriving at the boarding yard, I saw Yuda's motorbike parked in front of my room.

"Assalamualaikum" I said as I entered the room after taking off my shoes.

Yuda was sitting and chatting with Mas Gun in the front room.

"Naahh, this is his son" said Mas Gun.

"Older brother Da?" my many.

"It's only been about fifteen minutes. Where did you run off to? I didn't answer the phone." said Yuda.

"Snow? Hehehe. I didn't run away, I was in the campus mosque." I replied.

"Eh Di, why were you in class? Yuda said your behavior is strange. What the hell is it?" ask Mas Gun.

"Yes. Lo why the hell? Got a distraction? I was so scared to see it." Yuda asked.

I sit on the wall. I open the buttons on my shirt one by one. I threw the bag into the corner.

"Can't you hold back your questions? Let me have a cup of cake, make a cake first. It's only until the question is asked." I complained.

"Hahahahaha yes. Poor people's children, just came to be given a question. What do you want to coffee? A black? What is milk coffee?" Mas Gun offers.

"Milk coffee." I replied.

Yuda was just smiling while smoking his cigarette. I saw that Mas Gun was stirring coffee, then handed me a coffee cup.

"Makasih Mas." I said as I sipped a little coffee.

I took a cigarette from Yuda. I burn, then I suck. Blowing smoke to the ceiling.

"So?" said Yuda.

"Ntar first." I'm afraid.

Yuda kept quiet with a smile.

"Gue wants to, let's go first. Lo said when on the phone someone wants to tell me. What'sthat?" saskan.

"Aaahhh yes yes. Almost forgot it. Bener Di, I'm the first to tell you." said Yuda while patting his knee.

"So gini, the car that I bought with mother kost lo is neat and can already be used. But there were some strange occurrences during the repair process at the Om Panji workshop. This story I got from a mechanic who was directly responsible for repairing that car." Yuda opens the story.

"Weird occurrence? What strange occurrence is Da?" my many.

"A little while." refute Mas Gun.

"Indeed you buy a mother's car boarding house Da?" ask Mas Gun.

"Yes" replied Yuda.

"I don't know the story. The story first to me, just you continue the strange story lo. Shucks!" pinta Mas Gun's.

"Udah, I'm the story." I said.

I told Mas Gun that Yuda and his family are antique car enthusiasts. Coincidentally the car of the late Mr. Thamrin is a type of car that can be said to be quite rare. Yuda finally bought the car, and fixed it in Om Panji's workshop.

"Clearly told?" my many.

"Naaahh, if I can connect the same story next. Okay Da, please continue your story! Hehehehe." tell Mas Gun.

"Before I tell you this story. I want to ask Adi. In, what car I buy has something to do with mystical things that you experience? I mean things related to the red kuntilanak." said Yuda.

"Emmm, if you ask something related or not. I don't know, obviously Da. But in my opinion, because it was the car of the late Mr. Thamrin so maybe there is a connection. Pak Thamrin Nek Iyah's. Why is Da?" answer hence.

"So, this alludes to the mystical thing that happened to the car. About can you ask Kang Ujang about the car's story? Perhaps he knew little of the information about the car Di." pinta Yuda.

"Okay, I'll try to ask and ask a story about the car with Kang Ujang. But honestly, I did not end up thinking if there was a mystical incident in the car. What does a car have to do with a red kuntilanak? Aye right?" my reply.

"Yaudah yaudah, continue the story lo Da. I waited for this. In most opinions both of you, like a representative of the people. Continue the story of Lo Da!" tell Mas Gun.

We also laughed to see Mas Gun rada upset waiting for Yuda's story.