Room No.11B
Part. 63

"I'm a ketoprak ya mas, very pedes. If it doesn't matter, I don't want to pay. Hehehehe." said Kemala to the ketoprak seller mas.

"Si's a really big sister. Yes, I make a pain anyway. What would her sister order?" ask the seller.

"I gado-gado lontong, cabenya aja yes mas." said I.

"OK ready." reply the seller.

Kemala and I sat facing each other, and this afternoon we ate next to the campus. Food vendors tent lined lengthwise, many options if eating here. Whatever is available, the price is affordable. Traditional food in the country is complete, ranging from soto noodle bogor, soto ayam lamongan, gulai rice, rames rice, chicken noodles, pecel lele, chicken penyet, meatballs, gado-gado, siomay bandung, siaomay, anyway complete. You can also choose international ones, burgers, spaghetti, hot dogs, turkish kebabs, sushi, takoyaki, fried chicken, ramen, and many others.

Fortunately, Kemala and I arrived at the food tent at exactly 11 p.m. If not, you will not be able to sit. Because, my campus is adjacent to an office area on the outskirts of the Capital City. There are also many office workers who have lunch here. If lunchtime, employees and students scramble for seats.

"Sir, what are you going to drink?" ask a cold drink seller, the intonation is fast.

"What is it?" ask Kemala.

"Many brother. Cold mineral water, sweet iced tea, orange ice, mixed ice, starchy ice, iced banana ijo, iced goyobod. Juices are also present, avocado juice, mango, melon, watermelon, strawberry, tomato, carrot, banana, Dutch eggplant. Which one do you want?" said the drink seller quickly.

So fast, Kemala and I did not hear what he said.

"Mas, do you have to be so sorry?" ask Kemala.

"Hehehehe. Plan can also sister." replied the brother of the drink seller while chuckling.

"It's sweet tea." I'm quick.

"I am also, sweet iced tea. But don't be too sweet, because the sweet is just me. Others cannot." said Kemala.

"Haha. What the hell lo, crispy dah." I said.

"Belvin. I'm sweet, aren't I?" kemala Reply.

Yes Kemala, you are indeed the sweetest woman I met, others are just sweet-sweet guava, I murmured in my heart.

"Yes yes. Lo doang the sweet La." I said.

Less than ten minutes, the Kemala ketoprak order came, as well as my order hodgepodge. Iced tea is sweet in between. We ate with raven, while occasionally chatting about everything, ranging from a newly lyrical film, a sloping price restaurant that went viral on Instagram. Not felt, the bench has been filled by employees and students. Many people stood up to eat here.

"La, this will not be possible if the story here, you see, already a lot of people who want to eat" I said while collecting the last drop of hodgepodge on my plate.

Kemala looked back.

"Yes yes, we will be in the demo. You know that hungry people are fiercer than rabies dogs! Hahahahaha." reply Kemala with a joke.

"Haha. Yes, people are hungry in the same way as rabies dogs. That's too late La." I said.

A plate of hodgepodge lontong has lodged in my stomach, plus a glass of sweet iced tea. Kemala had finished spending extra spicy ketoprak and a glass of sweet iced tea as well. After paying, we decided to chat at the faculty park. That's where free chatting without obligatory snacks.

We sit on an iron bench, the faculty garden during the day is indeed a favorite place of students in our faculty. Green trees make the eyes fresher, plants and flowers make the garden more beautiful, and most importantly is the place shaded, the, the shade of trees makes the faculty garden again a resting destination for students in my faculty.

"So, Mr. Adi, what'd you like to tell me?" tanya Kemala opened a chat while sucking drinks purchased before heading to the park.

"The story about us. Hahahahaha." I'm kidding.

"Hahaahaha. Funny, I'm seriously kidding. Want to spray using thai tea boba is not?" kemala Reply.

"Haha. Yes, yes, it's my turn to joke until I want to spray boba." I said.

"So what do you want to tell?" ask Kemala again.

"Gini La's.."

"Eh, wait wait wait! This story has a mystical element, right?" tanya Kemala cut.

"Aduuuhhw. Males is me. But yaudahlah, go on!" pinta Kemala's.

"Well, what is males anyway?" muttered.

"Jaudah yaudah, continue. It's okay." tell Kemala.

I began to recount the events I experienced during the boarding house in room 11b. Starting from hearing the baby crying at midnight, seeing the possessed neighbor boarding house, meeting with Grandpa Badrun and given mustika, in the trap llham who turned out to be eyeing mustika, until the last one saw Mbak Wati's late wheelchair move right next to his grave.

"Kost lo's a den of demit times Di! Wonderful, I know it's still there. Move On, as soon as possible." Kemala's advice.

His advice was the same as the others, telling me to immediately lift my foot from the boarding house.

"La, I don't want to move. But the desire to move is absolutely nothing." I explained.

"Keep, what do you mean tell me?" ask Kemala.

I'm silent. He looked at me, waiting for an answer.

"Want to see you, can you?"

I didn't seem interested in what I said.

"What's it doing?" ask Kemala.

"La, I don't know any magicians, pinters, or shamans here. I just want an explanation from the supernatural side, not from the visible side. If you advice to move, it's from the visible side. There may be something else I don't know." I explained.

Kemala. His face just fell.

"La.."

Kemala was silent.

"Di, honestly. I'm really dealing with my nyokap, what else in the business of gini occult. I'm afraid, I'm traumatized." said Kemala.

I'm being quiet. It is not good to force. Never mind, if indeed Kemala does not allow me to just chat with his mother, nothing.

"Yes.."

"Once! Once I help you to meet nyokap." said Kemala cut my talk.

Sumringah.

"Really?" many reassuring.

"Yes! Just one time. Okay!" mencam Kemala's.

"Yes, once. I just need to see you once, Nyokap lo. If all is answered, it's done." I said.

"It was targeted!" He pointed at my nose.

"Yes once. Uh, twice. Hehehehe." I said.

"Yeeee, this is the kid!" damprat Kemala's.

"Haha. Which again later, when you're bedridden. Hahahahaha." I said.

"Maha." I pinched my waist, it was painful but I was happy.

This afternoon after college, I will be in touch with his mother Kemala. I should take advantage of this moment to ask as much as possible, I should not waste it. This moment does not repeat itself. Hopefully Kemala's mother can answer all my questions, what else can help me from the interference I have experienced lately.