The House 1937's
75. Not the Real End

This afternoon the situation at the Market is quite quiet, not too many who come shopping and people who walk by, maybe because today has not entered the weekend. Papa was sitting inside his shop while occasionally rubbing his face that looked a little tired. To the extent that papa was unconscious he had yawned several times. Yesterday's incident drained her energy. This morning, Chun In pamit to Papa and his family to return home and do his activities back in Klenteng. Grandma repeatedly thanked the man and invited him whenever he came here to come back to visit, and don't forget to also give an envelope of gratitude big enough for him.

Chun In himself had felt bad because of the grandmother who arrived like that, Papa told the man that what he had done in this house was far greater in value than Grandma gave. Papa who was bored because there were no customers who came, he glanced at the Om Herman store right across from his store. Finally he took the initiative to come to visit his best friend's shop while carrying a pack of cigarettes that he only burned one stick and did not forget the wooden match as a complement. Om Herman was only speechless with a puzzled look as papa took out the cigarette and the match before him.

"Now, Man.., make you...",

Papa put a pack of cigarettes that are still intact with a wooden match that he took from his pants pocket. Papa only burned one cigarette when yesterday he was supervising the renovation of the warehouse. He felt he no longer needed the cigarette, and finally decided to give the cigarette to Om Herman.

"Lu smoking again Jun?, Tumben.", Om Herman was somewhat amazed by papa because he did know that Papa had not smoked the tobacco for a long time. He grabbed a cigarette from his pack, and he lit a match of wood to burn it. Well, at least for Om Herman, this cigarette from Papa made him not spend any more money to buy the tobacco.

"Yes, yesterday only one stem aja grotto bakar.., again would like to.", Papa scratched his head that does not itch, and occasionally look towards the shop, Papa, he is now in Herman's shop. The fairly quiet market conditions made him stop by for a while to his best friend's shop.

"Why did you yesterday ga Open?, the house is busy again?, you want to be ready2 proposed to Alin's friend?", It turns out the assumption is clearly wrong, seeing papa's face that suddenly turned glaring so.

"Still far away Man, the cave is still bothered about problems at home.", Papa sighed, and saw the astonished gaze of Om Herman.

"Repot really ya mengurusin problems at Jun's house, keep you yesterday did not open the store why?",

Papa once again looked towards his shop, making sure no customers stopped by. He positioned his seat sideways at Herman's shop desk to make it easier for Papa to observe his shop from across here. Then began to recount the horrific incident a few days ago at home. Hearing Papa's story that arrived like that, Om Herman felt like he was listening to the story of horror stories in mystery magazines or like hearing the storyline of a film. He thought that Alin might also have known this story, only that Om Herman had not been reunited with Aunt Alin since his return from the Temple with Papa.

"Lu finally told her about Chun In to Enah, and she came to your house??", Om Hermann recalled that papa wanted to keep his departure to the Temple a secret to meet Babah Hwan with him, and now even tell grandma that papa previously met the man in the temple.

"Well, how else, man. Emergency and urgent", Papa shook his head while sipping warm coffee deliberately ordered by om Herman.

"That's how.., the cave has asked Giman to help supervise the work of artisans today.", Intentionally yesterday afternoon papa stopped to Giman's house, Giman, to convey the message that he wanted one of the sons of Pak Tani to help himself to supervise the work of the artisans in the warehouse at the back of the house.

"Giman?, oh your employee at home huh?", Om Herman immediately caught understanding papa's intentions, must be one of the people who helped papa take care of the rice fields.

"Yes Man, who used to help out in the fields. Again there is no work in the fields, so the cave told him to supervise its construction...",

Their conversation continued, and papa himself immediately ended the conversation and returned to his own store when a customer visited his store.

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Papa rode his old motorcycle as usual on the way home as usual. down the highway that still looks uneven here and there and feels very dusty. The night is almost at the mark of the sky that began to darken and the lights of the house along the road have been lit up a lot. Papa who has turned on the headlights of his motorbike for lighting on the road but still his view is limited because the road he admitted was not only in a damaged condition, but also minimal lighting.

Although the incident about the discovery of the bones belonging to the spirit of Sukarsih and has been held a proper funeral for him. Somehow Papa felt that it would not affect the state of the house that had been gripping for a long time. It was a pity at that time that he did not ask further about the owner of the previous land that Chun In told him yesterday. Indeed, for him not too important, but still because this is a matter related to his residence, because the late grandfather also did not tell much.

Did not feel the old motorbike in his vehicle had now entered the front porch of the house. After finishing parking his motorbike, papa planned he would immediately pour into the bath to refresh his body and mind that still felt tired, as soon as he was about to walk to the door, suddenly his gaze looked astonished to see an object on the porch of the house, a flashlight. Papa picked up and watched the flashlight for a moment, it was a flashlight that belonged to grandma that was usually placed on her dressing table. Papa turned on the flashlight and it still works fine. Papa deliberately put the flashlight on the dresser to make it easier for grandma if an emergency situation occurs, such as power failure at night. It's just that, grandma prefers to use traditional oil lamps compared to flashlights.

Papa turns on the flashlight and directs the light that glows from the lamp arbitrarily. Then, he deliberately lighted the light from the flashlight to the back of the house, to the warehouse of the house that was being renovated. The flashlight that was flashing there unintentionally led to a figure that looked very strange, quite tall and black who was seen sitting on one of the unused piles of wood. The figure instantly disappeared in the dark as soon as the flashlight accidentally hit him. Papa who is still overwhelmed with shock, then had time to think.

It seems like this will never end...