Room No.11B
Part. 55

Nek Iyah's house was filled with neighbors. Some men put up tents in the back of the house, right in the boarding yard. Everyone seems busy preparing for everything. The mothers were busy preparing to bathe Mbak Wati's body, while the fathers prepared chairs, cleaned the yard, made gravestones, and others.

I went into the room, changed the clothes I borrowed from Mas Gun with a cocoa shirt. After that I went to Nek Iyah's house, to just say condolences. In front of the house, I cross paths with Bang Oji.

"What time did Miss Wati die?" my many.

Bang Oji did not reply, even the look on his face looked like an annoyed person. He left me without answering my question. What's wrong with her? Bang Oji I don't gubris. I went into Nek Iyah's house.

Inside the house there were several mothers accompanying Nek Iyah sitting on the sofa of the family room, some were calming, some were preparing a mat on top of which was called the shroud. I approached Nek Iyah, kissed her hand and said condolences. Nek Iyah held tightly to my hand, her grip was strong, her strength was not like that of an old grandmother. I was hugged by Nek Iyah, he was sobbing.

"According to my grief, Grandma. May the charity of worship be accepted by Allah." I said softly in the arms of Nek Iyah.

Suddenly Nek Iyah whispered in my ear quietly.

"Because of you, my son is his successor."

The deg!

I was surprised by Nek Iyah's words. Because me? What have I done? I let go of Nek Iyah's embrace.

"Still deck." said Nek Iyah, as soon as the look on his face changed in a friendly manner.

I came out of Nek Iyah's house with a bunch of questions. What did Nek Iyah mean? Does it have anything to do with my dream last night? I went back to the room, my door was wide open. I was sitting in the front room, I saw some busy people running around. No exception Kang Ujang, he walked towards my room.

"Assalamualaikum deck." said Kang Ujang.

"Kang waalaikumsalam."

"Dek Adi, please feel sorry to join in polishing the body. Can you?" ask Kang Ujang.

"Oh. Can kang. Do you want to be in shalatin?"

"Yes deck."

"I'll change my clothes soon" I said.

"I'm first on deck. The body is in prayer at the front mushola. Know right?" Kang Ujang told me.

"Oh, yes I know kang." I reply. Musholla where I prayed maghrib first when I first found Kost Pak Thamrin.

I rushed towards the mushola near the alley. After passing through the courtyard, I saw Nek Iyah standing behind the window of her house, she looked at me deeply, her mouth twitching like she was talking to someone beside her. But the person I interacted with could not see. I rushed to the mushola.

Arriving, there were many residents who participated in praying for the body of Mbak Wati, Bang Oji was in the front row. Kang Ujang also saw. There was a representative father from the family who apologized to the late, also conveyed the problems of debts, but I did not know him.

The funeral prayer began. Everything looks solemn and hidmat. After the funeral prayer was completed, the coffin was lifted to the car to be delivered back to Nek Iyah's house. The plan, the body will be buried in the garden next to room 11a.

The motorcade of the coffins walked slowly towards the house of Nek Iyah, I walked in the back row.

"This adek is the host at Nek Iyah's house?" ask a man who walks next to me.

"Yes sir." I replied, throwing a smile.

"How long have you been living there?" ask the father back.

"About two weeks sir. The real citizen's father is here?" my many.

"Oh two weeks, too long yeah,"

"I'm a native here deck. Coincidentally living near Ujang's house, you know Ujang?" obviously the father.

"Kang Ujang?" my many.

"Yes, Kang Ujang who works at Nek Iyah's house" replied the father.

"Know sir."

"Keep, if the one who died yesterday in the empty house in front of it, he's boarding there too?" ask the father back.

"Ooh that was found in the empty house sir, it's not the hostess. That's my college friend sir."

"Huh, not the residents?" my father's face was surprised to hear my explanation.

"Yes. What's the matter, sir?" ask me with curiosity.

The father pulled my arm, he stopped his steps, my steps stopped.

"What's up, sir?" my many.

"You better hurry up and move from there. Before you become the next victim." the father said.

"Victim? What is the victim, sir?" I'm getting curious.

"Dek, Nek Iyah is famous for having black magic and practicing his knowledge. It's an open secret for the people here. And according to the story, many of the inhabitants of his kost which became a collision for the devotion of Nek Iyah. You are an outsider who boarding there, you better move quickly. I'm afraid anything will happen to you deck." explained the father.

I still get information from my father. There have been some people who have advised me to move out of the boarding house immediately. But what is a mystery at the store? If only Nek Iyah had black magic, it seemed less appropriate reason for me to move from there. No, I'm not bothering him. But if the matter of the hostess who often becomes a victim, obviously I have to immediately lift my feet from there.

"There is evidence that the hostess who crashed sir?" my many.

"Last year there was a hostess there, she was Sumatran. Around sem.."

"Sir Grace!" call someone, then the father does not continue his words. We looked towards the voice.

Bang Oji's.

Bang Oji was standing not far from where my father and I were standing. His face looks so proud. Look at his sharp eyes.

"Eh, Oji. Why Ji?" ask the father who was called Mr. Grace.

"Don't say anything if you don't know the truth!" tukas Bang Oji's.

Mr. Grace bumbling.

"Eh, um, sa. I didn't say anything." Mr. Grace looks stammered.

Bang Oji stared cynically at Mr. Grace. Then walk slowly closer towards us.

"The father is RT, the father is the official. It is not good to say no, what else to slander." said Bang Oji. Grace was silent, her face down.

"I.I don't say anything Ji." said Mr. Grace.

Bang Oji looked deeply into the eyes of Mr. Grace.

"Father is waiting for Mr. RW at Nek Iyah's house, now" said Bang Oji, still with his cynical gaze.

"Oh yes. Then excuse me first." said Mr. Grace, then passed away leaving me and Bang Oji.

Bang Oji is looking at me.

"Lo's been told the same as Nek Iyah right?" ask Bang Oji.

"Told you what's bang about?" I asked casually, I did not feel disinclined by the gaze of Bang Oji who was so cynical to me.

"Don't trust someone you just know, what else until you love something!" inexplicably.

I shut up, what does Bang Oji mean Cake Badrun?

"Kok you can tell Nek Iyah told me about it?" ask me with a slightly challenging tone.

"Only do I know from where it is none of your business. You stay at the boarding house, you have to follow the rules of Nek Iyah. Understand lo?" Bang Oji replied in a high tone.

"Okay bang, I'll follow the rules of the boarding house. But don't snap at me, I'm not a kid." I reply again.

Bang Oji sardonic smile.

"Now, where is the amulet you still hold?" ask Bang Oji.

Huh, fetish? Where does he know I'm holding the Cake Badrun's talisman. I'm suspicious of Bang Oji.

"What talisman?" my many.

"Slagging bego, where's the amulet that goddamn grandpa gave you??" snapped again.

The scorching heat of the sun made Bang Oji's brain as insane as it seemed.

"Gue doesn't know what you mean. What talisman? I'm not a shaman, where have amulets!" my sergeant.

Bang Oji was silent, it seemed like his anger was mounting. I kept being calm.

"Okay if you don't want to love. Someday, I'll take that talisman from you. Remember well, you have made Nek Iyah angry, you have made the Red One angry. Wait for the reply!" bang Oji said slowly.

Bang Oji passed by leaving me.

I was silent, standing there. Bang Oji's words made me a little shocked. Why is Bang Oji so angry? What's wrong with her? And why did he carry the names of Nek Iyah and the Red? I must remain calm with the threat of Bang Oji, I must not be daunted in the least.