Room No.11B
Part. 173

"Assalamualaikum Mas." I called Mas Gun.

"Oi. Waalaikumsal. Where's lo? So grab my bike at Yuda's house?"

"So Mas. You've been to college?" my many.

"Udah. I was next to the campus again. Hang out for a second. You're at the kost?"

"Not yet, it's on the way. Eh Mas, tonight so go to Kang Ujang's house?"

"So doooong. Yaudah, I want a party. My classmate there is a birthday, the class wants to be treated seblak. Hehehehe."

"Okay Mas."

The conversation with Mas Gun was over.

Seblak's party? Haha. Just-there's.

I also went back on my journey. Without feeling, quite tired too today. Early morning lecture, go to the house of Judah, and continue to the house of Kemala. Even the online taxi route can be beaten if it is like this.

The afternoon traffic is getting heavy. The road is full of motor vehicles. Office hours are indeed the most annoying hours for motorists. Soaring exhaust fumes, flying dust, honking sounds are mutual. Phenomena on the afternoon road like this are common. Especially in the City.

The sky is getting worse. I drive slowly. Due to heavy traffic. The Maghrib will arrive soon. I haven't arrived at the boarding house. Mas Gun may be busy bribing seblak while chatting with his friends.

ALLAH AKBAR. ALLAAAAAHU.

The Maghrib prayer rang, sounding melodious. I saw the towering minaret of the mosque, not far away. Ah very fitting, in front there is a mosque. I'd better stop for Maghrib prayers first, before continuing the journey.

Big mosque. Many riders stopped to perform Maghrib prayers. Parking area is also large. The officer guarding the parking lot seemed busy arranging some cars that had just entered the courtyard.

This two-story mosque is magnificent, visible from the outside. There's a super big bedug on the left corner. Usually such large bedugs are made of cowhide. The lights are very bright and many. A little boy was running around in the hallway.

I'm headed for a male-only ablution place.

* * *

At about 18:35, I arrived at the boarding house. My room lights are still out. Mas Gun hasn't come home from a party yet.

I looked at Tika's room. There were sounds of Tika and Yuli chatting, vaguely. I opened the lock and door.

Hm. Fishy smell.

"Cubile."

"Cubile!" call me.

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"Cubile. I know you're here. Let's get out."

Ssshh. Kubil's figure in the back room. In front of the bathroom.

"What are you doing? You haven't shown your form here in a long time." I asked.

Turn on the front room lights.

"I-I'm sorry Tu-tuan. Ever since the last time I helped you fight a demon, I've been seriously injured. I'm restoring myself." he replied.

"Then your wounds have improved?" my many.

"Have you sir."

"Cubile. Did you know the red kuntilanak had prepared his army to attack me?"

Kubil hush. His face looked frightened.

"Why you?" my many.

"Forgive Mister." said Kubil.

"There's something I want to tell Mr. Adi." Kubil continued.

"What's that?"

Kubil looked around the room, he still showed his frightened face.

"What do you want to tell me? Let's say it quickly." force me.

"I. I'm afraid of the boss." said Kubil.

"What are you afraid of? Let's talk to me Kubil." I asked.

"They. They're. They will come sooner than you think." said Kubil nervously.

"What is the red kuntilanak and his followers that will come sooner?" I asked with increasingly passionate curiosity.

Kubil nodded slowly.

"When that? When will they attack?" ask again.

"I. I'm. I'm.."

"I what? Tell me Kubil?"

"I-I don't know when exactly Sir. But you will be confronted by two people first." Kubil replied.

Two guys? What does Kubil mean?

"What do you mean two people?" ask again.

"Two gentlemen. Two people." answered Kubil.

"Pardon me Sir. I fear. I gotta get out of here. I don't want to be a victim." Kubil said.

"Cubile, wait for Kubil. Wait for. Don't go yet."

Kubil shut up, he turned around.

"What's up, sir?" ask Kubil.

"Do you know the weakness of the red kuntilanak? Please, just tell me."

Kubil was silent, he looked at me.

"The weakness is you, sir. You don't have to be afraid." Kubil replied.

I was silent about Kubil's words.

"I'm pampering. Thank you Mr. Adi." said Kubil, then he disappeared right in the back room.

All I have to watch out for is their attacks that will come sooner. And before that I'll be confronted by two people. Two guys? Who's human? Yeah, obviously it's human. Kubil said two people. Not two demits. Two people, who are those two?

"Assalamualaikuum." Mas Gun arrived at the terrace.

His head peeked into the room, with a licking forehead filled with sweat. Reverie caved.

"A long party?" my many.

Mas Gun entered the room. He sat down to save his feet. Then rubbed his swollen stomach.

"Aduuuuhh." said Mas Gun grimacing.

"Why Mas?" my many.

"My stomach mules On. Most people eat as much as they like." replied Mas Gun.

"Eat him if eating must be aware. Don't bother to be treated. I'm sure you must be afraid to eat something. Really no?"

Mas Gun smiled, his teeth were not too big to look.

"Know you are at."

"How many servings of lo Mas?" my many.

Gun thought, he seemed to be counting his fingers.

"Five kayaks. Hehehe."

"Astaghfirullah Mas's. Five servings? Five portions of it! Masyaallah. Do you know how to eat that much?"

"Jaelah At. Lo kayak do not know, seblak indeed as much as what the portion? Secuil. Three bribes are also directly ludes." said Mas Gun.

I'm just a head-scalp.

"Keep, so are we going to Kang Ujang's house?" my many.

"So dong. But then, around nine. Let seblak go down first, later you will want to eat fried bananas. Hehehehehe." replied Mas Gun while patting his stomach.

"Need to take Tika?" ask again.

Mas Gun glanced at me.

"Are you sure you want to talk to Tika?" Gun asked.

I shrugged my shoulders.

Mas Gun close his seat near me.

"Lo likes it with Tika?"

I'm appalled.

"Start ngaco nih people." I said.

"Ciyeeeee. I did nothing at Di. I am so ashamed to tell the same story. Don't you like Tika?"

"Mabok seblak lo ya? Udah ah, I want to take a shower." I reply while leaving Mas Gun in the front room. He still sneers at me.

"Shoot doooong! I agree that you are with him. Really." cried Mas Gun from the front room.

Hopefully from the next room, Tika did not hear what Mas Gun said. Basic Mas Gun who doesn't know the situation when talking. He should have realized that Tika was in the next room. If he hears what it's about?

Ah, the bodo time. Whether you listen or not, let it go.

I bow my head with a sack of water.

Brrrrr. Chilly.

* * *

It's almost nine o'clock.

Mas Gun locked the door. We are preparing to go to Kang Ujang's house. Previously I had contacted Kang Ujang, he said he had been waiting since at his house.

"His fried banana is ready yet?" ask Mas Gun.

"Where do I know Mas."

"Well, didn't you ask Kang Ujang?"

"No. I asked the fried banana anyway Mas. It's not good, dong." I replied.

"Yuk." take me.

We walked out of the boarding yard.

"WOI, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?"

We looked back.

Tica.

"Eh Tik, will you come?" ask Mas Gun.

"Where?"

"To Kang Ujang's house. Yuk come along." take me.

"What do you want to do?" ask Tika again.

"Main Tik, all canopy eating fried bananas. Yuk." reply Mas Gun.

Tika fell silent.

"Let's come!" take me.

"No. I keep it here." replied Tika.

Eh, watch? Mean what?

"What kind of Tik?" my many.

"Jaga kost's. Afraid of the thief. Hehehe." Tika.

"Are you sure you don't want to come?" Gun asked again.

"No, no, Mas."

We also left the boarding page. Walk through the garage and yard of Nek Iyah's house.

Nek Iyah's house looked deserted. The dim porch lights make the impression of the haunted increasingly felt. The owner of his house. A scary story that is stored in it. As complicated as his family problems.