Room No.11B
Part. 68

My eyes were open, I was shocked, my breath was puffing. The sunlight enters through the gaps of the gordyn. Morning already? What did I see last night was just a dream? Returning to mind the appearance of the woman in a red dress with a scary face. He also said that if he likes a child like me, jeez my hair bristles instantly.

It couldn't have been a dream last night. Obviously, last night was very clear. It was probably the Red One that Nek Iyah had once called. Yes, the red kuntilanak. Danger, he had already dared to show himself. I have to get out of this hostel. Damn, what use is the mustika given by Grandpa Badrun? No effect at all. Knowing that it happened like this, let me give that mustika to Ki Sona at that time. Damnit.

My clothes are wet with sweat, and my pants are wet? Am I wetting? Ah embarrassing. Is it because I'm so scared, that I wet the bed? I rushed to the bathroom to take a shower and clean up. After that, I cleaned the wet floor of the room because of my bedwetting, which was embarrassing.

I got dressed, then I took a big backpack. I put all my clothes in the bag, in a hurry. I have to get out of this hostel. Must. As soon as possible. I don't care about Red, Grandpa Badrun, that fucking mustika, that weird-behaving Bang Oji, Kang Ujang, that black liquid coming out of the floor, and the strange apparitions I saw while I was here. Let's say sayonara!

My clothes are in my backpack. There are also Yuda's lecture books, toiletries, cutlery, pillows, blankets, and water dispensers. I'll take it later, which obviously I have to get out of here. Hope you don't meet Nek Iyah.

The clock on my phone shows at 09:23, which means that Nek Iyah's schedule of sweeping the page is already overdue. I was able to freely go out the gate without being discovered, which I was worried about if I met Kang Ujang, what I should explain if he asked me why I was carrying a big bag. Ah, the bodo time!

I got out, and after I locked the door I walked a little fast. The atmosphere seemed quiet, all I heard was the sound of radio from inside Nek Iyah's house. I walked through the garage, then walked into the yard, I didn't hear the sound of a broom swiping the ground. And at the front of the gate, I opened the gate slowly. Until finally..

"Dek Adi." a call from Nek Iyah.

I turned.

"Yes, grandma." I replied.

"Where are you going? How about a big bag?" ask Nek Iyah.

I was confused to find an excuse.

"Ah, em, this is grandma. Em, would. Want. Going up the mountain is the plan." I replied very nervous.

Nek Iyah's face looked fresh, her smile was implied sweet.

"May I talk to you for a second?" nek Iyah.

"Eh, bo.bby nek." I replied as I walked up to Nek Iyah who was standing on the terrace.

Nek Iyah smiled at me.

"What are you talking about, Grandma?" my many. I was nervous to meet Nek Iyah, it felt different. I became afraid and did not dare to look at Nek Iyah.

"You want to get out of here?" asked Nek Iyah in a soft voice.

"Eh, eng.no granny. Eng.no kok." I stammered.

Nek Iyah replied with a smile.

"It's okay to leave, but later you will come back here again" he said slowly.

"M.m..I mean Nek Iyah what?" my many.

He just smiled and didn't say anymore. Then let me go to college. I thought about what he said earlier. I'm carrying a big bag towards Mas Gun's contract. Tonight, I'm gonna sleep in Mas Gun's rented bed, no matter what Mas Gun says.

Walking for ten more minutes, I finally arrived at Mas Gun's contract. The door was tightly closed, but the bike was parked in front of his room. He must be sleeping, I thought. I knocked on the door and said hello. Long enough not to be opened by Mas Gun, my finger until it hit the door.

"Yes yes" he said from the inside. Mas Gun opened the door. His face just woke up from sleep.

"Lho's? Where are you going?" asked Mas Gun while rubbing his eyes.

Mas Gun was astonished, "Why did he suddenly change his mind? Yesterday it was still there." said Mas Gun.

"Gue see the sighting of serem mas. It's bad!" I said while taking a cigarette belonging to Mas Gun.

"Huh? The sighting? What's the appearance of Di?" tanya Mas Gun is interested.

Then I told you every detail of what I had last night, I didn't miss a second. Mas Gun listened carefully, not blinking a single moment.

"Are you sure you want to pull out of that boarding house? No hesitation, right?" tanya Mas Gun reassured.

"A hundred percent more! This time there will be no doubt." I replied firmly.

"Eh, I went to college. Soon the schedule to go to college." I said while picking a cigarette.

"Yes. Learn the right thing." reply Mas Gun.

I left Mas Gun's contract to go to college. Since earlier my phone continues to vibrate, but I do not bother because I was cool story with Mas Gun. A kemala? Three missed calls from Kemala, and ten unread messages. What's the matter? Why did Kemala contact me so many times? Is there anything important? Does he want to express his feelings to me first? Hahahahahaha, my delusion is too far away. I also contacted Kemala.

"Mala, got..."

"Where the hell is that? on the phone don't answer. Have you read my message yet? check out my message now! I'm waiting in the college lobby now!"

Tep. He ended the call.

I barely heard what he was talking about, because it was so quick. I read a message from Kemala.

Huh huh? Kemala's mother wants to talk to me? What's this thing about? Waiting for me in the campus lobby, I hurried to speed up my steps. I don't want him to wait.

I was in the college lobby, sweat soaked my forehead, my breath a little stingy. He sat on a bench near the elevator. He looked at me with a look of judes.

"La, sorry La. I met Mas Gun again, so I can't answer your phone." I said.

"What's so important to Gun?" ketus reply.

Lho? What happened to Kemala?

"In, I don't know who you obrolin to nyokap me whatan ya. But it seems like your problem that you tell to nyokap me, it has disrupted my life." said Kemala.

"Disrupt your life? Meanin?" many confused.

"Lo was asked to come home this afternoon, nyokap I want to see you" he replied, still with a ketus.

"OK ready. Which part of it disturbs your life? Curious me?" my many.

"Because of the problem you've made me feel like I always talk to you at home. Until this morning even, I mengokap I repeatedly contact I ask you" explained Kemala.

"Lho, that's not my will." I said.

He looked at his phone, typed something and said, "That's my number, please call yourself. I'm tired of hearing your name constantly being called her!"

Then Kemala left in a hurry to leave me.