SURREPTITIOUS
Part 09's

Arriving at home, Amadhea attached her 1st rank charter to the wall. There were many charters, medals, and trophies on the walls and in the cupboards. Amadhea is an accomplished student even though he has a lot of pressure and likes to daydream.

It has been announced by the school that the end of the first semester holiday will last for 1 week.

Amadhea did not go on vacation like the other students. He just lives at home. The girl occasionally came out just to buy kitchen materials. It was also sometimes with Irma or one of her friends who also did not go on vacation.

Since Amadhea was found unconscious, Irma often came to the girl's house to confirm whether Amadhea was okay. He also often brought food for the young girl. Amadhea was very grateful for that.

One day, Irma brought a bowl of Ijo bean porridge. He wanted to share it with Amadhea until he came and knocked on the door of the old house.

"Assalamualaikum, excuse me."

There's no answer.

Once again Irma knocked on the door. "Excuse me? Dhea?"

The door was opened by Amadhea. The girl appeared to be wearing a long white shirt resembling a negligee. Irma was astonished. It was not usual for Amadhea to wear such clothes.

"Tante cooking bean porridge ijo. Because mostly, so Auntie wants to share it with you," said Irma.

Amadhea did not answer. He looked blankly.

The sound of the gate opening. Irma looked at the gate. The middle-aged woman was surprised to see a seemingly new Amadhea coming from somewhere. The girl was carrying a grocery bag.

Irma turned to the door, there was no one there. He looked again at Amadhea who was walking into the courtyard of the house.

Seeing Irma's presence, Amadhea smiled. "Aunty?"

Irma also smiled stiffly. "Dhe-Dhea..Where are you from?"

"My phone was broken, so I bought a new phone" Amadhea replied, showing her the bag.

"Oh." Irma nodded in understanding.

Amadhea took the key out of her bag and opened the door. "Come in, Auntie."

Irma saw a shadow pass in one of the rooms. He still thinks positively. Maybe just hallucinations.

Not only Amadhea, as long as Irma came to the old house, she also felt the presence of another figure who was definitely not human. Several times he saw blurry apparitions passing in front of him.

Actually Amadhea's parents had already lived first in the area and occupied the old house. Then the Burhan family bought land next to the old house and built a house there. However, the two neighbors were not very familiar. Not that it was hostile, but the Sudarman family was very secretive and rarely interacted with its neighbors.

Amadhea was born and raised in that old house by Sudarman and Ayuni. She is the only daughter of Sudarman and Ayuni.

Four months ago, Sudarman and Ayuni were in an accident and they were pronounced dead. Merlin, Sudarman's sister, is greedy. After the death of his brother and sister-in-law, he took almost half of Sudarman's possessions. He did not pay attention to Amadhea much less take care of her.

Amadhea had no one to serve as a shelter. Only the old house he owned.

At least that's what Irma and the other neighbors know. They were very sympathetic to Amadhea.

Today Irma saw Amadhea throwing something red in the kitchen garbage can. Irma curious. He saw it was a red crayon. Inside the trash can was already piling up all red crayons.

"Dhea?"

Amadhea. "Yes, Auntie?"

"These crayons still look good, why throw them away?" ask Irma.

Amadhea seemed to think. "It's been unused for a long time."

"Oh."

Amadhea served two glasses of orange juice to the table. He also brought 3 jars of snacks.

"Well, is that an ijo bean porridge?" Amadhea saw the bowl on the table that Irma had brought.

"I like it, Auntie. Thank you." Thank you." Amadhea took a spoon and then tried it. "Emmm, lezaaat."

Irma smiled. "Thank God you like it."

The house phone rings. Amadhea got up from her seat. "Looks like Aunt Merlin called, just a minute, Auntie."

Irma nodded.

Amadhea picked up the phone not far from the living room. Even Irma could still see Amadhea's back.

As Amadhea called, Irma faintly heard a voice. "Mama... Mama...."

Irma recognized that voice which was certainly Aulia's voice. The middle-aged woman circulated her gaze around looking for the origin of the voice.

"Mama... Mama...."

Irma's attention was drawn to one of the rooms whose door was slightly open. There was a female figure in long black clothes peeking out from behind the door of the room.

Irma was convinced it was Aulia, her daughter who had died a few weeks ago.

"Auliah." Hearing tears, Irma rushed into the room. Slowly his hand opened the door. There was no one in the room. Just a regular room that seems unused.

Irma saw the figure of the woman in black who she believed to be her daughter standing next to the closet. Something is awkward. Aulia's height equates to a cupboard height of about 190 meters.

Aulia's pale lips smiled widely. "Mama."

"Dear." Irma shed her tears.

"Mama doesn't love Aulia anymore, does she?" aulia asked with a trembling voice.

"Dear mom, son," said Irma.

"But, Mama always took care of Amadhea. Mama has forgotten me" cried Aulia.

"Aren't you the one who asked Mama and Papa to look after Dhea?" Irma approaching.

Aulia's cry was breaking. "Bad mom! I don't love Aulia!!!"

"Auliah."

Aulia climbed up the window frame and jumped up.

"Auliah!" Irma almost jumped after Aulia. The middle-aged woman was wide-eyed when she was at the second floor window. He wanted to undo his intention of jumping from the second floor, but both of his legs had already come out. Now his hands are holding onto the sills.

Even when she was in danger, Irma was still thinking about Aulia. He looked down hoping to see his daughter.

Irma's hand was no longer able to hold. When his hand came off, another hand grabbed Irma's hand. The middle-aged woman looked up at who was helping her, it was Amadhea who pulled her hand.

"Aante! Don't let go of my hand!"

It's not just Amadhea. Irma also saw Aulia's figure in a white dress that helped Amadhea pull Irma's body from falling from the second floor.

Irma was finally rescued. Amadhea wiped her sweat. "Why can aunty be on the second floor?"

Irma freezes. He also just remembered that he was in the first-floor living room. How could he be on the 2nd floor when clearly he entered the room on the first floor earlier.

"Tante also doesn't remember why Auntie could be here. Is this your room?"

"This is Papa and Mama's room."

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^^^19.19 | 1 September 2021^^^

^^By Ucu Irna Marhamah ^^^