Room No.11B
Part. 43

Yuda and I decided to go home around 20:20, because we had a morning lecture tomorrow. After paying, we left the coffee shop. Yuda drove me to the kost, all the way to the Yuda kost always talking about the coffee shop constantly. I think he's very happy with Bang Dede's coffee mix.

"Da, you don't have to go in. Get me down in front of the alley." I asked.

"Well, how the hell is Di. My helmet is in your room. The time I stayed?" reply Yuda.

"Oh yes. Forgot me."

We entered the alley, a dark scene adorning the street. Because on the left right of the road there is only an empty garden, and lighting there is only one lamp post at the end of the road. We passed the front house, Yuda stopped his bike right in front of the house. Looking at the black yellow line that the police put up, I was reminded again by Bagas.

"Udah lo wait here aja Da, let the same bag my helmet take" said I.

"What's wrong, Di, I can't go in?" ask Yuda.

"The exhaust motor is noisy. Afraid of bothering mom. Just wait here." I told Yuda.

"Yes yes. Don't you take it long." Pinta Yuda.

I opened the gate and closed it. Then passed to the boarding room to pick up Yuda's bag and helmet. Before long, I hurried to take him to Yuda.

"It was a long time ago Di." - grumbled.

"For a long time anyway, just a little while. Huh!" I handed him the helmet and the bag.

"Gue back yes. Uh, don't forget our agreement. Hehehe." Yudah reminded me.

"Okay sip." I gave you a thumbs up. Yuda started the engine, then left me.

I turned around and passed towards my room. I opened the gate, and when the gate was about to close, I saw a familiar figure. He was standing by the lamp post at the end of there. I squinted my eyes.

That was grandpa last night. He stood still unmoving. His face was facing towards me, his eyes as if looking at me sharply. What's that grandpa want? Why have you been haunting me lately. I locked the gate and left Nek Iyah's courtyard.

I opened my door and closed it again. I went to the bathroom to wash and clean. Just as I opened the bathroom door, I heard my bedroom door being knocked down firmly.

"Yes for a minute." I shouted.

I hurried to open the door. But strangely, there was no one. I looked to the right and left looking around the hostel, there was no one. Who then knocks on my door so hard? Is it possible Bang Oji? I closed my bedroom door.

Just as I entered the bathroom, I heard my door was knocked down firmly. Ah shit, who the hell is that fad night-night gini? I'm getting pissed. I ignored, I also abluted. But the beats are getting stronger. After ablution I returned to the front room, and the door of my room opened. Again, no one, strangely I thought. Then I heard the motor from the garage. Bang Oji's.

Thiins.

"Woii, haven't you slept yet?" ask Bang Oji.

"Not bang. Just back bang?"

"Yes. Yuk ngopi!" Bang Oji offers.

"Dad, skip first. I just got out of coffee." I replied.

"Yaudah temenin I chat for a while dong." pinta Bang Oji.

"Okay, I pray first."

After the prayer I chatted with Bang Oji on the front porch of my room. He just brought a cup of coffee for her. We chatted shortly, around the clock. Then I resigned, because tomorrow there is a morning lecture schedule.

I put my body on the bed, I closed my eyes. I fell asleep soon too.

***

I woke up because of a strange sound that was bothering my ears. His voice was like a splash of viscous liquid. Blupp blupp, more or less like that. My eyes were fixed on the floor of the living room room, the liquid poking out from between the floors. Whatisthis? A foul smell immediately filled my room. I can't help nausea, I threw up for a while. Shocked instead of playing, I spewed out a black-colored liquid, and it smelled foul. I panicked and ran to the bathroom. I take off my shirt, I clean this disgusting vomit. I wash with water and I wash with soap.

I returned to the living room, the liquid still continuing to come out from between the floors. Then, a strange sound was heard.

Kkrkkp. kkrkk.

My eyes were careful, looking at the rest of my room looking for the origin of the sound. Suddenly, from the puddle of liquid on the floor of my room appeared slowly the face, the face of someone. I was almost jumped. Whatisthis? Strange sounds were heard. And the face that emerged from the puddle of liquid was more clearly visible, the face of a woman! His mouth was gaping wide, his eyes were closed, the skin on his forehead and cheeks were many incision wounds, exactly incisions from his nails. I retreated slowly towards the front room of my room as I continued to see the face of a woman in a pool of black liquid. Suddenly, the woman's eyes opened, widening glared at me.

I was shocked and ran to the front room. Because I was so panicked, I couldn't turn the door lock. God, why this key? I pull the doorknob firmly while I turn the key, but it still doesn't open. Sweat flooded my clothes, my forehead, even my whole body. I keep trying to unlock it. I looked towards the middle of my room.

My heart was beating faster, pumping blood through the body with a rush. Terrible sight I just saw. Now not only the face of a woman, but the figure of a woman walking screech on the floor slowly approached me. His face was creepy, his eyes were still glaring at me, his mouth still gaping wide. But this door I can't open. I shouted very loudly, hoping that anyone would come to help me open the door.

The woman was still staring intently at me, the distance was getting closer. His body was full of black liquid. Slowly it got closer. I screamed with all my might for help.

. . . . .

Eyes open. My breath is irregular. Sweat drenched my forehead and my whole body. I got up from the bed and sat down. Dreamlike. Oh, my God, another nightmare. Realizing that what had just happened was just a dream, I immediately looked towards the floor of my room. I let out a sigh of relief, no black liquid poking out from inside the floor. My body's limp. Dry throat. I saw my phone, 03:05.

I got up and took a glass of water, downing it briefly. Sit on the floor and lean against the wall. I tried to collect the pieces of the dream I had earlier. Too real and too scary.