Room No.11B
Part. 28

The afternoon is approaching. The crowd at Nek Iyah's house was over. The officers have returned to the office, the parents of the late Bagas have also paid back home. I just sat daydreaming on the terrace of the boarding room.

Info from the officer, later tonight Bagas' body will be delivered to the funeral home. Yuda and I will go to Bagas' house tonight. The body will be buried in the morning.

Tiii..

The sound of Bang Oji's motor horn breaks my daydream. Uh, since when did he come? Suddenly the bike was parked in front of my room. Bang Oji sat on his bike, his helmet glass still tightly closed.

He turned off the engine, then came down and approached me while opening his helmet.

"Heh, dream of lo! Go to sambet later." she said. Bang Oji then sat down beside me.

"Gawe bang home?" my many.

He took a deep breath, and leaned against the wall.

"Yes. Hadeeh, I'm so tired. Why alone dream? Think what the hell? The state? Hahahaha." ledeknya. Ordinary, Bang Oji with his rascal.

"Haha. Don't think what bang." I replied briefly.

"Ah, lie lo. I may not have thought of anything. Uh, yuk's coffee!" bring him.

"Where's bang for the coffee?"

"Here, do you think I have money to make coffee at the cafe? Hahahaha." - Sambar Bang Oji.

"In the meantime, I'll make coffee first. Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back" he said imitating Mas Arnold Schwarzenegger's style in the film Terminator.

I smile at his behavior, you old boy!

This afternoon the atmosphere was calmer, the sky was not yet dim. But the orange light in the western fertilizer is already beautifully painted, soon maghrib. Bang Oji came with two cups of coffee. Wearing butts and white T-shirts is worn with tearing here and there.

"Please Mas Adi coffee." he gave me a cup of coffee, then sat right on my right.

Bang Oji sat leaning back while staring at the afternoon sky.

"What's the problem?" ask Bang Oji slowly. His eyes were still fixed on the slowly dimming sky.

"Eh, what's the bang?"

"Lo what's the problem? That's heavy, huh?" ask Bang Oji back.

I'm speechless. Take a cup of coffee, blow it slowly, then sip it a little. Ah scrumptious.

"News in! Don't keep it to yourself." said Bang Oji while burning a cigarette.

"Anu bang, gini. I was confused where to start." I opened the conversation.

Bang Oji sipped his coffee.

"In, lo's puffy eyes. I know you're crying. There is no way you can cry for no reason. It is not possible to also cry because of the same kangen ortu in the village. Really no?" bang Oji.

I nodded slowly.

I also told all the events that I experienced, to the loss of my best friend, Bagas. Bang Oji just listened carefully, he didn't say a word. He became a good listener. There is no joke or joke.

Adhan maghrib was heard, sayup but melodious.

"Sheat first there! We'll continue again. Calm down your mind first. Who knows if you have water, so be calmer. There!" tell it. I also passed. Bang Oji returned to his room. Two cups of coffee are still neatly displayed in front of my bedroom terrace.

I went into the bathroom, the bathroom door I accidentally didn't close. I bent down to open the water faucet, followed by ablution.

Ngiik

What is that sound? I ignore, I keep abusing.

Ngiik ngiik

Whatisit? I stopped ablution. My eyes were wide at the sighting of the feet. A pair of feet with pale skin, black nails. There were some incision wounds that were bleeding. The veins look prominent in blue. The pair of legs did not sit on the floor. Then swayed back and forth, the owner of the leg like hanging. Then the sound of ngiik was heard again.

My heart is beating fast. My lips are shaking. I can't say. I freaked. My hair woke up immediately. A pair of legs still swaying. Clear, very clear. I rubbed my eyes hard. And a pair of legs still look creepy from the crack of the door. It's not a dream, it's not my hallucination. It´s real. A pair of legs is real.

"Yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.."

I screamed loudly, I pushed the bathroom door, I galloped out of the room. My breath's wheezing. I leaned over in front of my bedroom terrace, breathing in. I looked towards the front of the bathroom. Blank. There's nothing. Then, whose pair of legs was that?

I'm heading to Bang Oji's room. Kuketuka strong Bang Oji room door.

"Bao. Bang. Bang Oji."

Bang Oji opened the door.

"Why Di?" ask Bang Oji.

"Gue was praying in your room." I asked as I looked towards my room.

"Oh, jude. Lo why the hell?"

I prayed in Bang Oji's front room. Bang Oji was waiting for me on the front porch of his room. After I finished praying, I approached her. Bang Oji was smoking his cigarette.

"You wanna hang out here, what's in front of your room?" ask Bang Oji.

"There is a yuk bang. It's right there." point me to room 11b.

"Bang, I want to ask dong." I said.

"Ask what?"

"This is a haunted cost, right?"

"Huh? The orchard? Intoxicating dong? Hahahahaha." again Bang Oji was joking.

"Yeee seriously I bang." I pushed Bang Oji's arm slowly.

"Hahahaha, why did you think that?" ask Bang Oji.

"Em, don't know. My feelings are." I replied accordingly.

"Do not use feelings, later if clapping one hand hurts. Haha." Bang Oji answered again with a joke, then he laughed out loud.

Triyingg

Yudah? Has he arrived at the gate? Yes, our plan tonight is to go to the funeral home. Praying for our late friend, Bagas.

Answered.

"Assalamualaikum Da's. Are you in front?" my many.

Krrrkk.. Bzzz..

"By. Yudas. Lo where?" my many.

There was no reply from Judah, only an irregular and indistinct voice was heard.

"Juda. Whoi, you're going to my boarding house?"

Krrkk..

Not clearly heard.

Bzzzzz Bzzz..

Ah, you fucking jail boy. Then I hung up the phone from Yuda and ignored it.