Room No.11B
Part. 56

I watched the funeral of Mbak Wati, residents were crowded. I was standing in the back row. Mbak Wati's body was buried right in the empty garden next to room 11a. In the gamang I thought about Bang Oji's talk earlier. It seems that one by one the mystery of this boarding house was revealed, Bang Oji conspired with Nek Iyah, which incidentally still has a brother relationship. But, I don't know what the hell I'm conspiring about? If conspiring just want to get the mustika Dawana God Stone given by Kek Badrun, I can understand. Yes, it is possible that Nek Iyah who practices black magic wants his power to increase. But, if conspiring to find the victim and it turns out the next target victim is me, as soon as I have to escape from this boarding house. And advice from Mr. Grace I will hear.

All the pieces of information I assembled and I concluded it myself, whether true or not. From Ki Sona, or from Pak Rahmat, not to mention from Kek Badrun who said "they all conspired", it could be a capital for me to uncover the mystery in this boarding house. Apparently, the ideal of being a banker I have to set aside first. How I am currently being demanded to be a detective, I boasted in my heart.

The sun is quite hot, burrows are dug right under the tree. Yes trees. The tree where Ela was possessed that night. Hiiiyy, just remembering it makes my hair goosebumps. I looked carefully at every face present at the funeral. Kang Ujang looked at the front, Bang Oji had descended into the burrow.

There was something strange in the corner of the garden, a woman I vaguely saw. She stood right under the bamboo tree in a long red dress until she covered her legs, her hair was long straight, her skin pale. In the distance he stared at the crowd of mourners. Who's the lady?

"Bang," someone patted my shoulder slowly. I'm turning.

Premature.

"Eh, yes. Why Din?" my many. Here with Ela.

"Have not been bang in makamin?" ask Dini.

"Yet. The hole just got finished in the dig."

Before long, the body of Mbak Wati wrapped in a shroud was lowered into a burrow. I saw blood splotches on his shroud on his face. Two people went up, lived one in a burrow, then the Adhan was in I slowly followed by iqomah. Two people went back down into the burrow, along with that some wooden boards in rows covered the body of Mbak Wati. Then the ground was little by little back in the excavation to close the burrow.

My eyes were staring at the bamboo tree, the figure of the woman in red dress was still there. Still standing in a position that does not shift in the slightest. He was still staring at the crowd.

"Din" call me to Dini.

"Yes bang."

"Lo see the woman standing under the bamboo tree?" my many.

Dini looked towards the bamboo tree. His eyes. Ela looked in the same direction.

"Women? There is no one under the bamboo tree." replied Dini.

Uh, right Dini said. The woman in the red dress is no longer there. I looked all over the garden for the figure of the woman in the red dress, but nothing.

"Oh yes, no yes. I was wrong to see it." I replied with a whimper. Early smile back. Ela just shut up.

Mbak Wati's funeral was completed after an ustad closed with a prayer. Residents also disperse leaving the tomb of Mbak Wati. I also left the tomb.

"Dek Adi."

Kang Ujang called me, I stopped my steps.

"Yes kang."

"Later tonight come tahlilan ya. All pray together for the late Ma'am Wati." said Kang Ujang.

"Oh yes kang, ready. What time does it know?" my many.

"After isya dek. The tahlilnya event is also in the front tent of the boarding room, not at Nek Iyah's house."

"Ready man."

"Kang Ujang, can I have a quick chat with Kang Ujang?" my many.

"What do you want to talk about deck?"

"Can I have a coffee in my room?" my door.

"Mango kang, coffee." I thrust a cup of coffee.

"Yes. Noah Adi Deck,"

"Dek Adi what do you want to talk about?" asked Kang Ujang while burning a cigarette.

"Kang, I'd like to ask you about this hostel. Because there are some irregularities that I have experienced here. And that's not so." I said.

"Indeed Dek Adi suffered what irregularities here?" ask Kang Ujang.

I close the sitting position to Kang Ujang.

"First of all, Kang Ujang must have remembered my story, about the baby cries I heard every three o'clock at night. Aye right?"

Kang Ujang nodded.

"That's one. The second, about the black liquid that always comes out from the sidelines of the floor in the middle room. I noticed from the beginning the liquid came out, there was no pipe embedded under the floor of my room. The drain pipe from the bathroom is installed right behind the boarding room. What was actually buried under the floor of my living room?"

Kang Ujang was silent, he smoked his cigarette fast.

"Because I knew from the beginning I came to this hostel to see the room, the middle room of this room was a bit sloping. There are several possibilities that cause the floor to become sloping. One, the presence of tree roots that cause shifting of the soil under the floor,"

"Or two, the contour of the soil is soft which causes the floor to collapse due to excavation marks." I explained.

"So, under the floor of my room, what's the kang?"

"Se.actually this is the deck.."

"Eits, I haven't finished kang." I cut off Kang Ujang who was about to speak.

"Third, is it true that Nek Iyah practiced black magic?"

Kang Ujang was surprised. He did not say, but the look on his face implied something. There was clearly a meaning behind his surprise.

"Why can I ask like this, Kang Ujang must be curious right?"

Kang Ujang was silent.

"Know Badrun kang's Grandpa?" my many.

Kang Ujang's face grew more unusual, his seat began to be uncomfortable. One cigarette he had finished, now he burned another. And then I took the coffee quickly.

"Do you know where Grandpa Badrun's name is? What does Bang Oji tell you about Grandpa Badrun?" ask Kang Ujang.

Huh huh? Bang Oji's? I concluded that Kang Ujang also participated in the Nek Iyah alliance. I need to be more careful in choosing questions.

"Before Kang answered my three questions. Can you tell me about the real Cake of Badrun?"

Kang Ujang was doubtful. His face looks dazed.

"Actually I already know about Kek Badrun, from a trusted source. But I want to know from Kang Ujang, so don't tell a story that isn't true." I bluffed casually.

Kang Ujang scratched his head. Seemed he was confused, maybe it was wrong between wanting a story or not to me. Looks like my bluff has a pretty good effect on his psychic, and soon he'll be open-mouthed, Adi's good work.