The Angker Heritage House
The Legacy of the Father

Bang Ezy looked pensive. He was unable to say anything, because he actually did not want to live in the haunted heritage house with many reasons. He is currently training at his girlfriend's father's company. 

"How's it?" asked Bang Imam to his sister who had just kept quiet. 

"Yes, Bang. I can't stay here either." Bang Ezy surrendered. 

"Eat him don't be pretentious to feel sorry for Karen. After all, only he is safe if he stays here. She is also a girl, there has been no burden whatsoever. Eating, snacking, and all its needs now are we who have to bear it," explained Bang Imam revealing all the reasons. 

The night is getting late, the time has shown at 01:00 WIB. Unknowingly all the residents of the heritage house were asleep by themselves. 

***

"Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar." The sound of the adhan bekumandang each other with the sound of the same rooster crow duty to wake up all people on the face of the earth. 

Karen awoke Bi Halimah to wake up and take a warm bath.

"Non, wake! It is time for the shajah prayer. Aunty has prepared warm water for, Non," said Bi Halimah while holding back her sleepiness. 

"Okay, Bi. Do not bother to make hot water. Cold water is strong, too." Karen took a sitting position on the bed. He looked at the drowsiness on Bi Halimah's face. 

"Auntie is still sleepy? Or maybe your aunt hasn't slept all night?" Karen was surprised when she saw that Bi Halimah's eyes looked tired and faint. The cool that from night was held in the same place increasingly convinced that Bi Halimah did not sleep. 

"Auntie is worried about you. I fear the supernatural will come again. So, Auntie's awake for you." Bi Halimah explained the reason why she was awake. 

"Geez, Bi." Karen's words stopped, she could no longer speak. The clear thread in his eye patch appeared to refract into glass. Instantly he hugged the middle-aged woman with tears. 

"Auntie, it's too polluting for me. To the point of not caring about Aunt's health." Karen's embrace is tightening. 

"It's okay, Non. One night will not be bad. After all, her drowsiness was also absent," Bi Halimah rebutted while stroking Karen's long hair. 

"Mending you a quick shower. Wash first before entering the bathroom," said Bi Halimah. 

"Yes, Bi. But Auntie promised ya! After this, Auntie sleeps. Don't think about work, anyway Aunt should sleep. I don't want any reason" Karen said in return for Bi Halimah's sacrifice last night. 

Bi Halimah just nodded. Then, stand up to clear her former prayer and tidy up Karen's bed. 

***

After praying, Karen immediately confirmed Bi Halimah. Does he follow his orders to sleep, or do other work? He stepped down past the stairs that looked clean like they had been swept and wiped by someone. Suspicion was increasing, surely Bi Halimah did not carry out her orders. 

Arrive in the kitchen. Sure enough, Bi Halimah was busy preparing breakfast for the entire house. 

"Eh, here, Non. Help Aunt peeling cucumber for fried rice topping." Bi Halimah shifted the annoyed look that appeared on Karen's face. Of course, Karen approached him with a still pouting face.

"Already, don't pout that way. Auntie will give you news that will make you happy. This is about the will of Mr. Zainal before he died" Bi Halimah persuaded.

The corner of Karen's eye snickered as she began peeling the cucumber. 

"Would you now or later?" asked Bi Halimah while staring at her interlocutor. 

"Now, Bi. Say something!" Karen can't wait to hear back from ART. What good news is the will of his late father?

"So, when Bibi sat chatting with both Non Karen parents. He had time to be efficacious, if he is gone, please forgive this house to the boarding school where Non Karen mondok. As he said, Non." Bi Halimah gave news that Karen had never known before. 

"Serious aunt?" asked Karen who still did not believe the middle-aged woman's words. 

"Yes dong, Non. Cook Bibi joking in the conversation as serious as this," explained Bi Halimah while re-frying omelet as a complement to fried rice dishes. 

Karen's feelings are raging at the moment. It turns out that the wishes of the father and the wishes of his brothers are very different. The deceased intended to make a home. While the brothers want to sell and share the proceeds from the sale of this heritage house equally. Except, the parts for him, less than their parts. 

"Did Aunt have any evidence of that conversation?" Quick response Karen asked important questions about the aunt's conversation. 

"What kind of evidence does Non Karen mean? Aunty did not understand," Bi Halimah replied in her confusion. 

"Conversation recording or something, Bi. A letter maybe?" Karen is increasingly excited by the response of Bi Halimah which has not been connected with her intentions. 

"Nothing, Non. At that time we were just talking normally, not too seriously. Just yeah, what Aunt heard was a will from the deceased. What's the matter, Non? How tense is that?" Bi Halimah was made to wonder at the attitude Karen displayed. 

"Look, Bi. So, Karen brothers want this house for sale only. While just now what did Auntie say, what?" Karen took a breath. Then, continue with the explanation. 

"So, if we're going to reveal the will you ordered. We must have the evidence. It's impossible if we forbid them to sell this house. Meanwhile, we don't have strong evidence" Karen continued. 

"Oh, that's exactly what Non Karen said." Both of Bi Halimah's palms rubbed roughly on her face. Feel obliged to deliver the mandate. However, there is no evidence. 

"Try, Auntie remembers again. Perhaps Aunt saw my father write down his will or did anyone other than Aunt and my parents?" Karen asked another question that pretty much forced Bi Halimah to remember the situation at the time. 

In the span of one minute, Bi Halimah was silent, finally she had enlightenment for the matter. 

"Oh, yes. That time if it's not wrong. There were two artisans who were fixing the ceiling of this house right in the room that witnessed our conversation." 

"Alhamdulillah." Karen gave thanks in the hope that the two artisans could share in giving testimony to the speech of the deceased. 

"Auntie knows where the house is?" ask Karen then. 

"No, Non. But Auntie kept their HP numbers. Because they are both the deceased's subscription" Bi Halimah replied.

"Yes, just call them. Later we set a strategy so that we can thwart the plans of brothers. Then, we managed to grant Dad's request." Karen was so enthusiastic when she found out their number in HP Bi Halimah. 

"Yes, be patient, Non. Not now." Bi Halimah broke Karen's spirit. 

"Why, Bi?" asked Karen while frowning.

"This breakfast comes cold with our conversation," said Bi Halimah while lifting fried rice that has been ready to be served since.