Soul Riders
Chapter 3 - New House

    There the house stood, firm in solitude, upright among the vast gardens flanking its left right; harboring grim horror. The walls are still hard, composed of piles of strong bricks, except the paint that began to fade and has been a lot of peeling, because too often dispels the air from the changing weather. The yard is crammed with a lot of lush green grass, some are dry yellowing. The clump replaced the role of ornamental plants on porcelain pots. The black ceramic stone stairs serve as a link to the terrace that narrows inward and widens sideways like a rectangle. If it can be described, the house is not Dutch-style, not also shaped typical Javanese building, it looks like it was erected without identity. The windows were thick and the high door was tightly shut, as if not allowing the outside world to sniff the contents inside. Such is the picture of the facade of the building that has been vacated by previous residents for a period of three years.

   The first time he saw it, Miranti was amazed, because the house was in accordance with the image of his imagination. Quiet, quiet, as if untouched in complexity, especially when the day has been night, occasionally caught the ear chirping sound of birds who are somehow hiding on the side of nowhere, because the dark does not permit the eyes to be able to see freely, the rest is only the hardiness of the leaves that are swayed by the wind. Nearest neighbor's house is approximately five meters from there, was separated by a large garden. Make the house like an orphan; grow old alone. I can't tell if he's lonely or not.

    The building became big because it has two floors, Miranti had even imagined to watch the sun rise from above, but unfortunately it would not happen, he said, for the house stands on its back toward the birth of the center of the light of the earth. Even so, he still has a shadow of other activities; such as enjoying the morning air, befriending a cup of tea that can open the gates of his inspiration as a freelance writer, other abilities he has in addition to being an accountant.

    At the same time as her mother's amazement, Aurora was shocked by a faint shadow that flashed so quickly from above, just behind the glass balcony. Although not sure, but at first glance he thought that there were other humans there. Waiting for their arrival in the silent darkness. Aurora's sane mind immediately denied it, the house was completely empty!so it was clear what he saw accidentally, nothing but the influence of fatigue that afflicted him. He tried to believe and trust his mind.

    “Yesterday the bank paid someone to clean the house, I hope the work is satisfactory." said Dito after seeing a broom and a pengki lying carelessly on the terrace near the door.

    “Wah, thank you Dit, very helpful." reply Miranti whose face began to haze.

    “This is the key to Mir's house, try to open it."

    Miranti received a mortise-type key from Dito's hand and also several room keys that were each equipped with a duplicate, “this house is in accordance with what you told Dit, quite large and quiet, just like you, like my shadow." he said while inserting the key-handle into the hole, a wailing sound was heard twice, and the high door was opened; while the room was dark, stuffy, and, and damp as if to give them a welcome.

    “May you fit into this house,” Dito turned on the flashlight from his dresser, then pointed it around the room, looking around for the existence of a switch, before it was finally found attached to the side wall of the living room. Once pressed, the pitch-black room was instantly brightened by a classic chandelier that was right in the middle of the ceiling, while the bulb lights surrounded it with a regular position and distance. Dito, who stood his back to Aurora, was confused and wondered why the room still looked dirty like it had not been cleaned, even the saws still filled the upper corners of the room.

    “Any, why is the condition still dirty like this?” Dito sighed, then looked at the device he had been holding, his index finger was busy surfing on his screen, looking for someone's phone number, “I have to complain with the bank.”

    “No need to Dit,” prevent Miranti while holding her friend's arm, “we have much trouble you, about the house that is still dirty, I can clean tomorrow.”

    "You don't have a problem?"

    “No, at all. Ah yes, you stay overnight Dit, accompany us through the first night here.”

    Dito complied with Miranti, renouncing the intention to protest and hiding the phone behind his denim jeans pocket, “Oke Mir, besides I also can't bear to leave you and the children with the condition of the house like this, tomorrow I help you clean it.”

    “Alright, with pleasure Dit.”

    Tara who had been silent, suddenly sounded excited, as if forgetting her fear at the tragic death of a black cat on the way there, “yeay .. Tara's new home!" his screeches.

    Miranti squatted looking at him, “How like?” the dimpled youngest responded to Miranti with a quick, excited nod. Miranti developed a wide smile, then pinched Tara's gaunt cheek, “good then.”

    Aurora was amazed to find the spacious living room, as if she could freely run around without fear of being hit by tables and sofas. The floors of marble ceramic felt cold, while thick dust like crust covered them. “Om, which room for me?" ask Aurora curiously.

    “Iya Om Dito, Tara also want to see where Tara's room is." timpal the youngest.

    "Ah yes, let's go around first to look around the whole house.” ask Dito.

    "Come," answered the three simultaneously.

    "It's a room for Mama kids,”

    “Just use it, I prefer the upper floor as a room, and the balcony is also mine” Aurora's tease.

    "Tara also wants to have a room above.” exclaimed Tara again chimed in Aurora's speech.

    Dito simply smiled in response to the family conversation. They moved, headed to the lounge, there was a closet containing a collection of antique objects. There are also three paintings that, when viewed from the look, are old enough.Stair up to the top floor is near the middle room, but before there, before there, they were more interested in completing the exploration of the entire room on the first floor. They found the dining room contained a long table with wooden chairs encircling it near the living room. Entering even more, in the very back area through the hallway, Dito opened the door, there was the hidden kitchen, and to go to the bathroom at the end, they had to walk through it. The lights there lit up dimmer than the other spaces, making it gloomy.

    “Om, let's go up to Tara's room.” whining, tugging at the end of Dito's shirt.

    “OK, let's see how this hotshot kid's room is.” Dito nudged lightly Tara's petite nose.

    There was a loud bang coming from the direction of the kitchen door, which suddenly closed as they climbed the stairs. Everyone is surprised.

    “Yes God, just shocking. Did that door just close because of the wind?” Miranti was still holding her chest tight.

    Everything seemed to think, “iya maybe it was the wind,” Dito concluded, “ya already, we continue to go up.”

     “OK, come on kids.”

      They slowly galloped to complete the arrangement of the stairs that led to the top floor. Darkness, silence and colder air soon ambushed them. There was another room to relax, equipped with an elongated linen sofa overlooking the balcony, and there was a dust-covered television there as well. Like a dream, Miranti felt very lucky, could get a complete cheap house along with its contents.

    Aurora switched to the remaining two rooms, “Ma, try to open this one,” her mother also put the first key into the door hole, open. However, there was a strange feeling suddenly present disturbing the girl, a kind of uncomfortable feeling that just squeezed her. He stopped to enter, pegged at the doorway. The mattress that lies empty there, as if storing many diseases that are ready to infect at any time.

    “You'll just stand there? try to enter, we see how the conditions inside.” said Miranti.

    Aurora retreated slowly, moving away from there. “I don't want to sleep in this room, I want to see the next room.”

    Tara ran happily into the room that Aurora had rejected, while Miranti exchanged glances with Dito; astonishment. “yeay." the boy almost landed his body in the bed, if only Miranti had not banned him. "The mattress is dusty, you can itch made dear.” his hand then took Tara's wrist, "let's now see Rora's room.”

    Without asking the girl, Miranti opened the door for another room left next to her. “Well, this one, inevitably you have to occupy it.”

    There were no cots or wardrobes there, only one worn piano that looked lonely with one small chair. Apparently Miranti needs to go shopping for one mattress to be placed there. “hm .. It was once this music playing room.”Miranti mangosteen commented, “how is Ra?you likey?"

    “lumayan, I'm better here than in the next room.”

    “Then, let's go to the balcony.”ajak Dito who has already walked there, when they all followed, suddenly the whole lamp turned off, feeding them in the dark. Aurora was already near the glass balcony, when something as smooth as cloth seemed to touch her palm.