Room No.11B
Part. 30

After praying isya, I hurriedly pulled out the blanket. The words of the rice seller's mother saw my friend Bagas still ringing in my head. My feelings were mixed, between fear and curiosity. A big question mark was on my brain. Is it true that the mother of the rice seller saw Bagas?

No matter how long I thought about something I didn't know the answer to, I fell asleep.

***

Eaaa eaa..

My eyes are open, my ears are disturbed. Again, the sound of a baby crying in the middle of the night woke me up from sleep. Jesus, what other disturbance is this? I sat on my bed, the sound of her crying became clear and loud.

I got out of my bed, and headed to the front room. I opened my room door.

Wuusshhh

The wind blows my face. I who have not been fully aware, now fresh hit by the night breeze.

Eaaa eaa..

The baby's crying sound is getting louder. My eyes are looking for the source of the sound. I look right and left. Slender. No one, not even crickets make their sound.

I stepped outside the room. Keep looking for the source of the crying sound. Niente. I went back in too. Two steps into the room, suddenly..

"Adiiii.."

Someone called me. Voice slowly. Subtly. More like whispering. Stalled steps. I turned.

Shocked is not playing. I saw the figure of Bagas standing in the car garage. He stood there, looking at me. His skin is pale white, his eyes are soft, his eye bags are black. Bagas was still wearing his white T-shirt and shorts. His face looked dirty, many black spots on his cheeks, forehead, and chin. His face looks sad.

"Gas! Bagas!" I shouted to Bagas. I rubbed my eyes hard.

Bagas was still standing in the car garage, just behind the old sedan on display.

"Adiiii.." he called me slowly.

"Dude!" call me.

"Yellow-ngg.." Bagas.

After saying please, Bagas' mouth gaped wide. Extremely wide. Until the skin on his cheek was torn and bleeding. The wider, the skin was torn to the ears, his eyes bulging wide. I shuddered at the sight.

Bagas' hand was raised, his neck was suddenly slanted and krakk! sounds like a broken bone. Uncompleted the terrible sight of Bagas. His neck and head were twitching as if there were no bones. His mouth is still wide open. Blood splashed from his torn wound.

My body shivered at Bagas. My feet could not move, as if they were glued to the ground. My heart is back. My blood is flowing. My lips are shaking. I want to run away, but this leg can't step.

"Please Diiiii.." Bagas back to sound. Now his voice is growing, like a monster in a fictional movie.

Not felt, my tears are pouring out. I was scared to death. My clothes are soaked in sweat.

"Adiiii. ekkk. ekkk.." Bagas called me back, with a choking sound.

I read the prayer in my heart, I read the verse of the chair. My eyes closed. I couldn't feel like seeing this horrible sight. I tried to get my feet up. Lt could. Tub Gundala Putra Lightning, I darted into the room. I closed the meeting door. I can't even lyrics the garage where Bagas stands. I cried, and fell by the door. My body's weak and powerless.

Bugg

I collapsed on the floor.

***

*Tok tock..

Tok to tok*..

"A. Adi."

Tok tok tok tok

I woke up from my sleep. The floors? I slept on the floor. I sit collecting lives. The sound of knocking on the door and the call of someone in front of the room was still heard. Apparently juda.

Ah yes, last night I saw the most horrible sight of my life. Bagas asked for help. I remember what I saw last night. His mouth was gaping wide, his eyes were bulging, and his neck was broken. Brrr. I shuddered to remember it again.

"Diii. Adiii." Yuda still called me at the door.

"Yes yes." I replied. I open the door to the room.

"Have you opened the door?" yuda said as he walked into the room.

"So to Bagas' funeral?" ask Yuda.

I shut up, and sat leaning against the wall.

"Eh Di, your face why shoots so? You sick huh?" ask Yuda.

"Well, my face is on?"

"Original. You read there, look at your face." tell Yuda.

Ignored.

"Da." "At"

We call each other.

"Gue first call you" said Yuda.

I'm not interested in debate, my body is still limp.

"Yes, let's talk first!" tell me.

"In, last night I dreamed Bagas." said Yuda.

"Bagas Dream? How's dream?" my many.

"In that dream I walked on the path, someone called me. As I look, I don't know Bagas. The body is skinny, his clothes are tattered camping similar to a gembel. He's way sucked in the ground Di. Keep asking me for help."

I kept listening to the story of Judah's dream.

"Continue?" my many.

"Udah that's it. Serem didn't according to Lo Di?"

"Emm, not really. Just my question, why did he ask Da for help?" sahutku.

Judah was silent, he looked at the ceiling of the room.

"Keep, what were you talking about?" ask Yuda.

"What yes?" I pretended to forget. Reluctant this mouth tells about the creepy incident I experienced last night.

"Yeee, what the hell is it?" yuda.

"Oh, I just inget. After the funeral we return first, continue to the house Bagas again at night, all of you tahlilan. How's it?"

"OKAY. You can too!"

I also prepared to go to Bagas' funeral with Yuda.