Room No.11B
Part. 33

The sky finally spilled its water, it rained heavily. Kang Ujang is still accompanying me chatting. The Maghrib prayer rang, sounding thin because it was blocked by the rumbling sound of rain along with lightning. We moved chatting to the front room of my room, and my door was wide open. The wind was cold in my room.

"Suduuh, the intention to chat for a while even stuck in the Adi Dek room" said Kang Ujang.

"Look down kang. Want to make another coffee?" bargained.

"No need to deck. Today I have three glasses, most of them. This I'm not interrupting Dek Adi's break?" asked Kang Ujang with a smile.

"Look down kang. It's not time for me to sleep yet." I said.

Kang Ujang lives in a small house on the edge of an empty garden there, precisely near the entrance to this hostel.

"When to play or go there deck. Replace, Dek Adi can't make coffee there." Kang Ujang offered me to come to his house.

"Mildly kang. God will play there."

"Kang, can you ask me again?" I said a bit doubtful.

"Sok or, what do you want to ask?" reply Kang Ujang.

"So that front house is really empty huh?"

"Yes empty deck, from my not working here the house has been empty for a long time. Why the deck?"

Say no, huh? Do I have to tell you what happened that day? The day I saw the figure of a woman in a shabby white dress standing at the door of the house, and surrounded by dozens of cats.

"Em, I was confused to say or tell Kang Ujang. But I'm curious about euy." I said.

"Yes pretty much said. Why should I be confused?"

Finally I told you about the events of that day, I saw the figure of a woman in a shabby white dress and dozens of cats. At first Kang Ujang was a bit surprised, but his face was like nothing had happened.

"So, according to Kang Ujang who do I see?" ask her for her opinion.

"Ah, that is the shadow of Dek Adi only. It's nothing. The empty house is identical to the creepy, there is a waiter, there is a jurignya, there is a demitnya. But I've never seen anything like it." he explained.

I was a bit disappointed by Kang Ujang's explanation. I thought he would answer enthusiastically, at least he confirmed what I saw at that time. For example, support my theory that what I see is really Satan. But the reality seemed to calm me down and all I saw was an illusion.

"Oh that. Yeah, hopefully I'm the one who saw it wrong, or maybe all I see is a shadow."

"Yes dek, if I really do not believe in such things" he said again.

I'm silent.

"Kang, I want to ask you one more thing. Can ya?" suddenly a question popped up in my brain, out of nowhere.

"Hahahahaha, Dek Adi's hobby is right to ask yes." muttered Kang Ujang while laughing.

"Yes pretty ass,"

"As long as I host here, every three o'clock in the evening I wake up because I hear the sound of a baby crying kang. Does Kang Ujang know that there are neighbors near here who have given birth?" my many.

Kang Ujang was surprised. It's a misdeed. I was surprised to see his movements, his sitting position seemed uncomfortable.

"Eh. Emm. Anu, that, that. Em, Dek Just what was it?" Kang Ujang looks nervous.

"Kang, does Kang Ujang know about the sound of a crying baby?" I asked back.

"Crying baby? Ah, Dek Adi misheard maybe." he replied.

"Might not be kang. Misheard almost every night anyway, it doesn't make sense kang." I said.

"I. Um. I didn't know it was the deck." replied Kang Ujang.

It's still raining outside, it's still raining. Even the occasional lightning bolt. The wind was blowing too hard.

There was something strange about the gurgle and the answer from Kang Ujang. He must know something, but he doesn't want to reveal it. There was clearly something he was hiding.

"What is kang?" I kept pushing him. I hope he tells me something that has been bothering me all this time. The rain outside was still heavy, there was no way he could go home. I won, soon Kang Ujang will open his voice about the baby crying.

"Oh, really if I don't know the deck." replied Kang Ujang, he did not look me in the eye. She's nervous.

"Kang Ujang doesn't know. I just want to know, a neighbor near here has anyone given birth? That's all." my pancake.

"Yes, there may be someone who has given birth to the deck" replied Kang Ujang.

"Dek, I say yes. I haven't had a bath, I'm done with work. Later I will be disturbed by the smell of my body." said Kang Ujang while standing up.

"Eh kang, it's still raining. I'll go home later." I'm afraid.

"Not anything deck. I say yes. Natur nohun coffee." Kang Ujang rushed away, he ran slowly, breaking through the torrent of rain. I can't keep him from leaving.

Kang Ujang left me with a thousand question marks crammed into my head. He must have known about babies crying every three o'clock at night, only he didn't dare tell me the truth. I'm curious, what really happened?

My bedroom door was shut, I laid my body in the front room. And suddenly in my brain came the name Kemala. Hmmmm. I forgot Kang Ujang's current name.

Tick tick tick tick tick.

I greeted him through chat. No matter what will be answered or not by him.

Trings.

Hey, he retaliated. Miracle. We also chatted with each other. Exclaims. Thrilling. Delightful. Full intrigue.

"Maha."

The sound of female laughter? Who's going through my room? I got up from my seat, I opened my room a little gordyn. Oh, it turns out that two women are in room 11d. Ela and Dini, and who is it?

Who's walking a bit limped behind Ela? His clothes? His clothes are long red. Is that their friend? His face was not clearly visible, covered in his long hair. A work friend might. I was still peeking until Ela and Dini were heard opening the door of her room and going inside. Then, who was the woman in long red who walked behind Ela?

I thieved. What's my business? No need to bother thinking about their non-uniform clothes, I thought. Chat with Kemala is much more exciting.

The rain turns into a drizzle. The sound of water falling from the sky made a rhythm above the precarious. Syahdu, like a sleep song. I had a long chat with Kemala. To the extent that, I ventured to invite him to hang out at a coffee shop the next day after college. Miraculously, Kemala agreed to my invitation. My heart's pounding. My blood seems to flow. Like there was a tremendous energy filling my body, filling every recess of my veins. Is this what you call falling in love? Hahaahaha. I think I ate wrong.