Room No.11B
Part. 26

Tonight, we decided to sleep in the living room. Yuda turned on the tv, although not in the watch at least there was a voice of sleepwalking, he said. After discussing the events at the clubbing and the moving gordyn ourselves, we fell asleep.

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My phone's alarm goes off, 05:00. I got up, and performed the dawn prayer. Yuda was still asleep, slumbering and looking tired. Finally, after a few nights in the room, I woke up just as the alarm went off. Not because of anything else.

The TV is still on, I pray right back to the tv. The reflected light from the tv is clearly visible on the floor. The first raka'at I went through well. However, as soon as I stood in the second raka'at, there was something strange that I saw on the floor

The reflection of light from the tv depicts the silhouette of a woman. I'm not worried, I'm looking carefully. I keep noticing. It was clearly a woman swinging. Holy hooch! Whatisit? Very clearly, it was the silhouette of a woman with her neck hanging on a piece of rope. Then, there was a groan-like sound right in front of my ears. His voice was raucous and hoarse. I looked at the TV behind me.

There's no woman's look hanging from the tv screen, just a western movie I don't understand. So what did I see during prayer? Oh, my God, what's going on? A lot of weird things I've been feeling lately.

Blind morning when the sun had not yet risen, I was shocked by the silhouette of the woman hanging herself on the television screen. I immediately turned off the tv, and I returned to prayer. Thank God there was no strange incident that I experienced when I returned to prayer.

"Da, Da, Yuda. Wake up." I shake Yuda's body. He didn't wake up.

"Mas."

I was shocked, almost the heart came out of the body. I looked towards the voice that called me. Ma'am the housekeeper who works at Yuda's house apparently.

"Oh the mbak, make a surprise. Why mbak?" ask me with a heart that is still beating irregularly.

"Oh, surprised? Sorry sorry." she asked.

"Why mbak?" my many.

"What do you want to make breakfast?" ask the mbak.

Wow, this is the most luxurious facility I just felt.

"What yes?" i'm thinking. He just kept waiting for my answer.

"Fried rice is mbak. Can you?" much

"Okay mas." she replied, then the mbak passed.

I woke up Judah, and Judah woke up.

"Da, something's not right" I said.

"Hooooaaamm, what the hell is Di?" ask Yuda.

"The company was there, I'll tell you a story." tell me.

"Ogah ah, males." replied Yuda then re-hugged the bolster pillow and went back to sleep on the sofa.

Shit, Yuda fell asleep again. Turn the tv back on, push the button on the tv remote, look for an entertaining spectacle. Ah, not interesting. I look in the back yard. Yes, to the left of the living room there is a glass door that leads to the backyard and swimming pool.

I got up from my seat, came closer to the glass door and opened it. Ah enjoy the morning air, the wind blows slowly. I sit by the pool, the water in the pool makes the atmosphere more calm. Crossed back Bagas in my mind. Tomorrow I'll meet Bagas' parents, and what I have to explain to them about Bagas.

The sky was slowly turning white, the sun was coming up soon. The birds sound shahdu. In addition to the aroma of spices that poked my nose, the mother was frying rice apparently. The backyard of Yuda's house was quite spacious. Various kinds of ornamental plants and flowers arranged neatly and beautifully. Rich people are different, I murmured in my heart.

"Di, uh,"

I looked, apparently Yuda.

"Finally wake up too" I said.

"I could wake up and sleep again."

Judah sat on a wooden bench.

"I'll be back later." I asked.

He just nodded.

"In, I dream of Bagas Di" he said with eyes that were still swollen because he had just woken up.

"Bagas Dream? What dream is Da?"

"Gue saw Bagas from afar, he laughed with great joy. I called, he just looked up, kept laughing again." Yuda told me.

"Who's laughing at Da?" my many.

"I don't know, it's not clear."

Judah was silent, and I was silent.

Triiiiinngggg triiiiinnggg

Uh, my phone's ringing. Who called me this early? I took my phone.

Grandpa Iyah?

What did Nek Iyah call me?

"Who's In?" ask Yuda.

"My host mother. Why ya?"

"Just answer me, who knows if something is important" asked Judah.

I answered Nek Iyah's phone.

"Assalamualaikum nek." I said.

"Huh? Astaghfirullah, really Grandma?"

Judah fixed his sitting position. He stood facing me. I wept.

"In, why Di?" ask Yuda.

I was crying growling.

"In, why Di?" Yuda shook my body. His voice is high.

"Da, Bagas Da." I replied in tears.

"Why Di? Why is it Di?"

"Bagcases.. Bagas.. died Daa.." My tears broke. Judah was crying.