Story of Mystery Story
The Bedakin

(Not Make the Scary)

Heavy rain fell since before Maghrib, Huntoro actually hoped that it could rain until morning, but around 10 pm, it stopped raining. Ah, apes. Huntoro, who was already comfortable curled up behind the sheath, was forced to get up. In his wear jeans, jacket, and his hands did not forget to reach the flashlight lying on the table. He opened the door, the atmosphere was quiet. His mother was sleeping. The television in the living room appears to have been turned off. After wearing sandals, slowly at the door of the front room. Cold air blew in, it felt very seeped into the bone. The darkness outside seemed to be a sign for Huntoro to undo his intentions. For a moment Huntoro was silent. Flashlighted. And then his feet.

For several years he and his mother lived in the housing of an elementary school, because economic problems made his family have to sell the inheritance of his late father. Lucky her brother in bandages as an honorary employee, capitalizing on her brother's good reputation, she and her mother are allowed to occupy a house in the school area. His brother lives with his wife in his house. And Huntoro once again had to feel grateful, because of the services of his brother, he was now employed as a school guard.

That's why he wanders around the school area this night. It is his responsibility, at least twice in one night he needs to check the situation around the school environment, for security, who knows there are ignorant hands who try to patronize the school.

Huntoro's daydream stopped, his nose was disturbed by the scent of flowers, his flashlight glimpsed to the north. A cambodian tree seemed to stand in a haunted manner. Huntoro actually did not think, the policy of who planted the tree in the school area. Shouldn't the tree be planted in a cemetery? Unconsciously Huntoro shuddered as he imagined the grave. Hiii... Huntoro quickly shifted his steps, directing his feet towards the classrooms. With the examination of classrooms, sometimes pull the doorknob, make sure it is locked, teacher rooms, libraries, UKS rooms, and the Lab. The computer did not escape in the examination, even WC students also had time to look at it even though the goods were a snap.

About half an hour Huntoro walked down the school area, now his feet are on their way to the school kitchen, which is located a bit behind. Before returning home, he was about to drink coffee first while unwinding, maybe while daydreaming, and or thinking, who knows there is good inspiration he got.

The so-called kitchen is actually not a room in itself, but the side of the school supplies warehouse. In that place there is a table to put sugar and coffee, a dish rack, a dishwasher, a small table to put the stove, and behind the dishwasher there is a bathroom. A comfortable place to relax.

Once in the kitchen, the light switch is pressed. Bright instantaneous atmosphere. Huntoro put his flashlight on the table, took off his jacket, hung it on a nail stuck beside the shelf, he took water from the dishwasher faucet, held it in a small pot that he took off the shelf. Deadly faucets. The pot on the stove. In the lid of the pot. And light that stove. Huntoro picked up a bench located beside the shelf. He shifted it towards the wooden kitchen pole. Near the water toren buffer. He saw that the sky was no longer cloudy. The moon began to appear behind the mega. How nice to drink coffee while looking at the moon at night, he thought.

Before long the water boiled. Huntoro quickly turned off the stove. In the dose of sugar and coffee, and in the pour with fresh water in the cooking. As long as he takes a spoon to stir. Huntoro's ears were pierced. Hearing the sound of water flowing from the faucet, his head turned. The faucet in the dishwasher does not drain water. Where does the water sound? His feet approached the bathroom. Turn on the light switch. He looked in the shower. The bathroom faucets show water. Bizarrely. Huntoro went into the bathroom. Turn off the water tap. Ah, maybe the faucet has started to break down, so the water itself flows, thought Huntoro. He turned. Eyes blinked. At first he saw it as if a shadow was passing by. Quickly he took the flashlight on the table. It's alive. Directed around the kitchen. There's nothing. Maybe cats.

Huntoro turned off his flashlight, he put it back on the table. Remembering the coffee. Rush in the stirring of the coffee that was in the brew. Finished in the stir, Huntoro moved to the bench he had prepared. And it's fun to screw coffee.

Huntoro's mind wanders, he is reminded of his romantic experience. He should have a life partner by now. Not long ago, he had a girlfriend. A girl he thought was beautiful and loved very much. He had a long relationship with the girl. Even decided to cut it. Yes, he whined to his mother to quickly wave the girl for him. Although his mother seemed to disagree after seeing the girl of his heart. But love is blind. Huntoro wants the girl. Finally, his mother approved his wish. His family proposed. Not expecting next. It turned out that the girl he loved was a materialist. Not to mention marrying him. Her requests are different, beyond her abilities. Even he caught the girl walking alone with another man. His heart ache at that time. Not wanting his household to be unhappy, with a heavy heart, Huntoro canceled his proposal.

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